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King's Cross,
What a productive holiday.
Dudley arrived at the station on time, wearing simple pajama pants, a white T-shirt, and a warm Santa hat on his head. He'd only taken a bath at D&D Headquarters, brushed his teeth, and taken a ride to the station. The plan was to change into school robes on the train.
"Morning." Dudley entered the cabin where he found Susan sitting alone, and shockingly, reading a book. "W-What did you do to my Sue?"
"Ha-ha, very funny. I don't want to fail my OWLs, Dudley," Susan said with fear in her voice. "A-Aunt Amelia said that if… I failed my OWLs, she'd ban me from seeing you."
"That's not good," Dudley murmured and smirked. "Don't worry, I'll use Arithmancy to predict the questions they'll ask in the exam. And then I'll train you for the practicals."
Susan smiled adorably. "I love you for that first part, but no thanks for the practicals. The only practical we end up doing is where you're between my legs, thrusting."
Dudley grinned. "But it does clear your head."
"Go away before I start feeling it." She threw her school robe at him. "Hannah already left for the prefect carriage."
Laughing, Dudley grabbed his uniform and left the cabin. The train had already started moving, and most of the students were still in their cabins, chatting about their holidays. It was the best time to change clothes.
"Dudley."
"Hm?" He looked back just as he arrived in front of the lavatory. "Morning, Daphne."
"I need you in me."
"..."
Woosh!
Daphne pushed him aside, opened the lavatory door, walked in first, and then grabbed his arm, pulling him in as well.
Thud!
She closed the door and locked it, all the clicks loud and rushed. Daphne was already in her school uniform, but she wore no tie, sweater, or cloak; just her white shirt, dark skirt, and stockings. Her face appeared slightly red, her eyes needy.
"Dudley…" Daphne pushed him to sit on the toilet seat cover, and then leaned down to untie his pajama pants, and fetch out his slightly hardened cock. "I really need this… don't be angry."
There was barely any space in that lavatory. Dudley had to sit with his knees wide, where Daphne stood, her back almost touching the wall behind her.
Yeah, it's a fetish for sure.
Daphne turned around, her ass towards him. She raised her skirt high, revealing her peachy, round, pale ass, with no sign of underwear. Beautiful, just the way he remembered.
"No, wait…" Dudley stopped her from lowering her ass on him. "Turn to me. I want to see you face to face."
"Umh…" Impatient, Daphne turned around and climbed onto him. It was a tight squeeze, but she straddled his lap. She grabbed his half-hardened shaft and lined it with herself. No wait, no ceremony, no waiting, and just sat down.
"Uuuugh… Damn, what happened to you?" Dudley felt that rawness in what she did. While she was insanely drenched, he wasn't fully swollen yet. He felt his skin pushed down roughly as he entered her tightness. He was the only cock her pussy knew, so he made himself right at home, hardened to full mast while inside her.
"Mmmmm…" Daphne exhaled deeply, as if her craving was finally satisfied. She just sat there, keeping his fully hardened length balls deep, his cockhead already pushing against her deepest part.
Dudley stared at her flushed face. She was a mix of cuteness, nobleness, and cold beauty. Her long, blonde hair was left loose behind her head, held in place with a black hairband, contrasting against her golden strands.
"Merlin, just accept it, Daphne," Dudley murmured, licking his lips. "This is your fetish, isn't it? Feeling a cock unload that sticky thing inside you? But you can't tell anyone else, too ashamed?"
"Shut up and just… let me… have this," Daphne barked, which only looked cute to Dudley. To keep him from embarrassing her more, she leaned forward and kissed his lips. That was when she started to fully ride him, moving her hips like a machine over a piston.
Ugh, won't last long.
Dudley was still reeling from what Narcissa did to him last night. He hadn't stroked his meat last night, nor that morning. Now, he was happy he didn't. At least one blonde was going to get it inside her, no less beautiful than the older one.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
It didn't take long.
Almost too soon.
Daphne's legs started shaking. Her thighs trembled. Her pussy clenched hard, fluttering and sucking like it didn't want to let go of the wonderful cock inside her. Her entire body stiffened for a heartbeat… and then she imploded.
"Ahhh!" She whimpered, slamming her hips down harder, locking him in as she came.
A flood of wet, creamy arousal poured out of her, instantly soaking the front of Dudley's pajama pants, making a filthy, slippery mess.
"Um… you ruined my pants," Dudley muttered, lips pulling back in a half-smirk as he broke the kiss.
"You… were… going to… change clothes anyway–ah!" she gasped, still twitching on top of him.
Dudley chuckled, amused that she was still trying to reason, still pretending to be in control. As if her cunt hadn't just soaked his cock like it had missed him for weeks.
"Well then," he whispered, "here's some payback."
He grabbed her wide asscheeks with both hands and adjusted her angle, helping her ride him with a new rhythm. Not just up and down, he started lifting her just slightly, giving her height, letting her come down hard enough to feel the full impact of him bottoming out.
Slap!
"Oh! Oh!" She gasped as the swollen head of his cock kissed her cervix with every bounce.
"Ah!" she yelped, clapping a hand over her mouth. She leaned forward and muffled the rest of her lewd sound in his mouth, kissing him.
This time, she was feral. She bit his lip, sucked it, licked into his mouth like she wanted to crawl inside him. Her eyes stayed wide open, those big blue irises staring hungrily into his. There was a mad lust in them.
Then she caught his tongue and suckled it, messily, leaving dribble trailing from her lips to his chin. "Ummm~"
Their kiss locked into a sinful suction, tongues swirling, mouths glued. He could still taste the sweetness of her morning toothpaste, minty, light, delicate. It almost made her seem innocent. Almost.
"Ungh…" Dudley groaned, feeling that inevitable pulse climbing up his shaft. Too fast, too much. Her pussy was soaked, hot, and needy. The walls clung and stroked his cock with each desperate clench.
"In—" Daphne panicked, pulling her mouth away for just a second. "In me-eeeh…"
Dudley grabbed her chin, smirking. "With pleasure."
He crushed their mouths together again.
"Mmmmm~"
It was filthy. The lavatory had no air conditioning, and within minutes, they were drenched. Slick with sweat, their lips wet, their skin sticking. Their bodies slid against each other in a dance of hunger and lust, and the cramped space only added to the chaos.
The naughty sounds were louder now, wet squelching, sticky slaps. A rhythm of utter filth.
He couldn't hold it anymore.
Dudley locked his arms tight around her waist, gripping her hard, and slammed her down onto him, pulling her onto his lap with every ounce of strength. His hips bucked up violently, lifting his ass off the toilet seat, lifting her with it.
"Ungh!" She squealed into his mouth, her thighs clenched around his ribs as he rammed in deep, impossibly deep. Burying himself to the root, just what she wanted.
He groaned into her mouth as thick, molten pleasure surged through him. His cock throbbed hard inside her, spitting thick globs after globs of cum. A white, molten mess coated her potion-protected gates, each pulse messier than the last.
She clung to him, shaking as her pussy milked it all out, her trembling walls suckling greedily around his cock.
So much cum.
So damn much.
She was already full by the time the last wave spurted out, and it didn't matter. He still gave her everything.
It dribbled out around the base of his cock, pooling in his lap, soaking his ruined pants, and spreading in a hot, sticky mess between them.
"D-Duh-dley." Daphne panted and held his face, her eyes drunk. She sat back down, keeping his cum-coated cock in her squelching, warm, creamed pussy. "This year… I… Whenever you see me… take me… take me wherever you want and give this to me—please."
What the… am I dreaming?
"It really is your fetish?" Dudley exclaimed.
"Shhh… don't… say that word. Just… It helps me clear my head. Will you? I'd ask my boyfriend if I had one. But I don't feel like looking for one. And you… Since you're involved with so many."
"Ah, so because I'm a manwhore it's alright to use me?" He asked like an annoyed Karen. But then he clawed her warm asscheeks. "Don't worry. Your fetish is a rather tame one. Oh, the hell that exists out there."
"So, you will?"
"Let me make this clear. You're into semi-free use and creampies?" He asked.
"I…" Daphne frowned. "I know the latter word, but the free… what's that?"
"It means that I can do you whenever I want as long as I finish inside?"
She thought for a moment and nodded. "I think so."
"Alright then, deal. By the way, does your sister also have this same fetish?"
"I wouldn't know—never asked, never saw her act quite like me. Why, interested in her too? Careful now, Dudley, don't get too greedy." Daphne teased as she slid off him, smirking. "But sure… give it a shot. I couldn't care less if she falls for you."
Daphne took out her white panties from her skirt pocket and wore them without cleaning his cum off her pussy. In fact, it was so utterly filled that it was dripping. Right as she was wearing her underwear, some dripped lazily onto it. She still wore it like nothing.
Seeing that, Dudley clenched his jaw. It was just…
So fucking hot!
Knock! Knock!
"..."
"..."
Both their eyes widened. They'd only taken a few minutes, maybe ten.
"Dudley?"
Dudley's eyes narrowed. He recognized that voice. "Daph, take my place."
Quickly, Dudley pushed Daphne onto the toilet seat cover and stood up where she was. Then, he opened the door slightly and looked outside.
"Luna?"
"Morning, Dudley. Can I have it too?"
"..."
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