The Burrow,
It was late at night, the dinner was over, and the Weasleys were relaxing in the living room. It was just the kids, however, as Arthur and Molly had already gone to sleep. Harry, Ron, Ginny, the twins, and Percy were there too. Even Hermione had come over on short notice, though her eyes looked somewhat red.
"Come on, stay a few more days, yeah?" Ron said, almost whining. "Mum's bound to chuck every chore at me if you go."
"Sorry, Ron. I've pushed it already. Thought I'd spend a bit of time with Mum," Harry said, smiling. "Why don't you come round this time?"
"Yeah, like Mum'd ever let me," Ron muttered, sinking with a groan. "And I'm not exactly keen on seeing that cousin of yours, either."
"Hah! Because he pulls Ron's leg every time?" Fred teased from the side.
"Every single time, that's right." George agreed.
Harry smiled, knowing that very well. But he knew Dudley didn't do that in bad faith. It was just that Ron was easy to annoy and get a reaction out of. Even Hermione was easily able to tease Ron.
"Come on, he's too busy anyway with his bank and other things," said Harry, glancing at the twins. "But I did ask him about you two. He's up for a meeting—wants to hear your plan. Said he'll put money in, once he's got a bit more confidence in you."
"Awesome!"
Fred and George high-fived each other.
Ron scoffed, looking even more annoyed. It stemmed from the level of success Dudley had while being the same age as him. "What's so great about it? It's just a bank."
All heads turned and looked at Ron.
"What?"
They all shook their heads. They knew how big of an achievement it was to create a bank when the field was dominated by goblins already. Heck, they were waiting to see what the goblins would do since Gringotts lost a significant chunk of business.
"Did you see Dudley, Hermione?" Harry asked, glancing her way. "Weren't you two meant to practice together?"
Hermione froze for a moment, her eyes reacting. But she calmed down instantly and responded like a machine. "We met. Lessons are going great."
"Blimey, are we seriously just gonna chatter on about him all day? Let's play chess or something," Ron groaned from his seat.
The twins giggled, never leaving a chance to mess around with their brother.
"Fred, do I smell something burning?"
"Hmm, I think I do, George. It smells like… someone's really jealous."
"..."
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4 A.M., Privet Drive, Potter House.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!..."
Lily moaned and groaned underneath the heavy man pounding her incessantly. She had seen the clock. Dudley had arrived at her home at nine, and their heated exchange began a little over an hour afterward. She no longer bothered to count, they had kept going relentlessly.
Shifted from the living room to now her bed, she felt tired, sore, and yet all the more heated. She had received his thick cum again and again and welcomed it in her tight clenching walls. She no longer bothered to question how he could keep going.
"Oooooh! Yes, yes… give it to me, dear… Oooooh!"
Lily moaned so loud underneath his thrusting weight, his shaft balls deep in her, simmering in that hot, silky, messy froth of their juices from hours of climaxes and continuations. She looked at her legs, pointed upwards as he was fully on top of her.
"Huh… My name… take my… name… Say it! Dudley!" He ordered her, sweating profusely, his skin overall turned red. His claws sank into her hot, marshmallowy thighs as he kept her legs pushed up and pumped, loving that squelching, sloshing, slurping sound with each clap, in and out. The entire bedroom smelled of perversion, unholy sex, dirty and unrestrained.
"Oooooh! Dudley!" She did so, as all her mental walls collapsed from the unrestrained sex. She cupped her own breasts and mauled them, pinched her reddened tight nipples. "J-Just like that… Ah… Cum for me… more!"
Feeling like heaven, Dudley looked at her insanely beautiful face and just let it all go. Her flushed cheeks, her drunk eyes, her messy hair. He rammed down, lowering his body entirely until her knees pressed into her voluptuous breasts. He kept ramming his cock, harder, until his face could reach her delicious lips.
"I will… cum… again… and again… No escaping me now, Lily." He claimed her. He warned her. He reminded her of the dangerous road she had chosen to walk on. He was drunk on her body, her pussy, and her beauty, and his addiction was only going strong.
There was a different pleasure in fucking Lily. A small part of his mind felt tickled by taboo. Like a mighty conquest finally fulfilled. She welcomed him, his tongue as he kissed her like an animal, drinking her dry. She accepted his cock no matter how much he battered her, no matter how much he spilled his hot virile batter.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ummmmh…"
Their tongues rolled continuously against each other, savoring each other's taste. His body covered her whole, her arms were draped over his neck.
"Harder… Dudle-eeeeh!"
Dudley slammed his hips down harder, the angle being perfect. He made each pull longer, and each plunge went as deep as he could, battering her cervix until she would gasp into his mouth. Lily was the personification of sex to him on that bed. Her love tunnel was so warm, so soft, silky, and clamped around his girth so perfectly.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
With each plunge, his intensity grew. The bed underneath them also reacted, thumping the headboard against the wall, and with every subsequent squeak of the bed springs, he came ever so close to once again finishing inside her.
Pressing his body on her, feeling her soft breasts, that belly that wasn't slim, perfectly fleshy and soft. Her thick thighs that he folded upwards. She was as beautiful to look at as she was fantastic to fuck.
"Oooooh! Fuck!" She cursed, her tongue held nothing back. "Cum… I'm cumming!"
She couldn't even tremble under him, crushed deliciously beneath the full weight of his body as her pussy locked down around his cock in a clenching, convulsing fit of climax. It wasn't violent, it was tight, wet, and relentless, as if her walls were trying to keep him, draw him in, own him. She lost count of how many times she had climaxed; only her body refused to stop.
"I'm gonna… cum… Lily!"
"Cum in me… dear! Yesssss~"
Dudley wrapped his arms around her head and crushed her underneath himself, folding her up like a chair. Her soft body bent so easily; thick thighs pinned back, pale belly compressed, her soft mature tits squashed under his chest.
He sheathed his flushed cock to the root with one feverish slam, and as her pussy sloshed and gushed from the pressure, his balls cinched tight, and he exploded. Hot, thick, musky batter flooded her cunt, the first throb so intense it made his spine shiver.
She was stuffed full again, and the overflow squelched out around his cock like molten sin. Leaking and rolling down her curving ass like a sinful lazy river.
He stayed buried deep, grinding his cock inside her just to feel the ripples along his shaft. His cock jerked and twitched, pulsing the last ropes of creamy heat into her again. It felt maddening, like draining his very soul straight into her slutty little womb. He didn't stop grinding until every last spurt had been wrung out.
He kissed her lips as he finished. He didn't release her so soon, keeping his cock lodged deep, seemingly holding his warm batter sealed inside. He kissed her, he felt her hot breath on his face. With both their eyes closed, they were far from done.
For Lily, it was decades of unsatisfied body, being in comatose for so long. For Dudley, it was the very fact that she was Lily.
"Turn around… will you? Put a pillow underneath."
"Haah… You are… so… much more than I expected, Dudley." Lily panted, gulped, and did as asked, turning around. She had no strength to get on her hands and knees, having done that already. So, she took some rest in that prone position, with a pillow under her belly that kept her round, wide ass raised for his taking.
Dudley knelt behind her, dragging his cock through the wreckage of her ruined pussy lips. Swollen, twitching, glistening, sloppy from the load he just dumped inside her. Her folds were puffy, red, and raw like a rose in full bloom, and he adored it.
His hands gripped her thick ass cheeks, spreading her wide with a grunt, exposing everything. Her wrecked pussy and that twitching, wrinkled hole above it. He spit down between her plush ass cheeks, watching it drip, and rubbed it in with his thumb, circling that untouched hole just to make her squirm.
"Ummmh… N-Not today… Dear…"
Dudley chuckled and kept teasing her with his thumb while rubbing his cock on her slit to make himself hard again. It was working.
"I know… Doesn't mean I can't touch it."
"Mm… Touch wherever you want, as much as you want."
That I will… for a long, long time.
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