Lavender wasn't a virgin, far from it, but her walls were something else. They gripped him with that perfect balance of tightness and stretch that made every inch of her a paradise to sink into.
That slick, drenched flesh tightened around his tip like a greedy hug. Her folds clinging and molding around his girth, squeezing and fluttering as if her body was desperate to keep him inside. Her slick warmth coated every ridge and vein of his cock until the pressure was maddening.
And that sound, that messy, wet squelch as he buried himself balls-deep, her pussy sucking him in like she couldn't get enough. She wasn't just tight; she reacted to every inch of his length with trembling spasms that made it feel like her body was begging him to move.
His breath shuddered as he pushed deeper, watching with satisfaction as her pretty, swollen pussy stretched wide around his rock-hard rod. His shaft gleamed with her slick arousal, sliding in with sinful ease until he bottomed out, his heavy balls pressing flush against her other entrance below.
Lavender trembled beneath him, her thighs twitching, her chest rising and falling in erratic gasps.
Dudley's lips curled into a knowing smirk as he glanced up at her dazed, pleasure-drunk expression. "I warned you…" He leaned in slightly, voice dropping to a growl. "Feral."
"Aaaah! Fuck, yes!" Lavender cried out, her body jolting from the sheer stretch, her nails scraping against the desk as if anchoring herself.
He wasted no time. His first thrust was slow, but the power behind it sent a sharp slap echoing through the room as his hips met hers. He pulled back almost entirely, leaving just the thick, bulbous head inside her, before ramming back in with a force that dragged out a gasping cry from her lips.
Over and over, he repeated, pulling back until he nearly left her pussy empty before shoving back in, each deep stroke hitting the very end of her core. The wooden table screeched beneath them, inching forward with every pounding thrust.
Her fleshy thighs jiggled from the impact, her gelatinous breasts bouncing wildly with each slap of skin against skin. Lavender's face twisted into something utterly lustful; eyes fluttering, lips parted in helpless moans, brows furrowing in overwhelmed pleasure.
"Ooooh! S-So big! I can feel it—" her tone rose and fell between words. "You're stretching me… ruining me… ohhh, fuck, so warm, so deep—aaahh! I-I can't…"
Dudley chuckled. "Oh, you can, and you will."
Lavender let out a delirious giggle between her gasps, the thrill of the moment making her head spin. The reckless danger of it all; legs spread wide on a professor's desk, getting fucked raw by a guy she barely knew, who knew exactly what he was doing.
The heavy scent of sweat and sex was thick in the air. It made her body burn in delirium.
She tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on.
Dudley took the invitation, leaning down until his mouth latched onto one of her jolting breasts. He sucked hard, dragging his tongue over her stiff cherry tips. All the while, his hips kept driving into her, each thrust deep and deliberate. His cock drilled into her relentlessly, filling her to the brim, stretching her until she could feel every groove, every pulsing vein.
Her orgasm hit her like a hex.
"Aaahhh! Ahh—oohh, fuuuck! I-I'm….coming—!"
Lavender's back arched off the desk, her muscles knotting up as a violent wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her walls clenched around him, spasming, milking him for all he was worth. She came with sheer intensity, her essence flowing out and drowning his thrusting cock.
Dudley groaned from the grip, feeling the rest of her body go limp beneath him, twitching uncontrollably from all the pleasure.
He pulled back slightly, looking down at her sprawled-out frame, hair wild, face flushed, chest heaving.
"Tired already? Not in my class."
Before she could recover, Dudley pulled her up off the table onto her shaky legs and spun her around. She barely had time to brace herself against the desk before he pushed her torso forward, forcing her to bend and present her hips to him. One of his large hands pressed against her lower back, keeping her in place, while the other lifted her left leg and hooked it onto the desk, spreading her open at an obscene angle.
Lavender whimpered as the new position stretched her out even more, her balance forced onto one foot while her other thigh rested high on the table. She was completely exposed, her glistening pussy twitching with the remnants of her climax, her ass raised and ready for him.
Dudley lined himself up, teasing his thick cockhead along her swollen folds before slamming back in with a force that made her yelp. The position made everything feel impossibly deeper; every thrust carved into her like she was nothing more than a warm, tight sleeve made for his pleasure.
"Ah! Dudley…fuck…"
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back just enough to arch her spine, his other hand wrapping around her throat in a loose, possessive grip. His thrusts were punishing, his thick cock dragging against her walls, hitting every sensitive spot inside her. Her pussy clenched around him like a vice, trying to keep him buried deep with every stroke.
Slap!
Lavender gasped as his palm came down hard on her asscheek, leaving behind a red mark.
"Louder," Dudley ordered, his voice dripping with dominance.
"Mmmph! So good… So deep… So fucking big…! Fuck me!"
Another slap came, harder this time. Her ass jiggled from the impact, her walls quivering around his cock in response.
"I said louder, girl!"
"Fuck! Yes, yes! Fuck me!" Lavender wailed, her moans turning shameless, broken, desperate. Her entire body wiggled beneath him, overwhelmed by the stretch, the pressure, the sheer force of him inside her.
And then, it happened.
Dudley felt it; her pussy clenching erratically, her ass writhing, her back arching higher as her breath hitched into a choked sob of pleasure. Her body spasmed violently.
"Ahhh! Ahhh—fuuuck!"
A gush of liquid splashed against his thighs, her body shaking uncontrollably as she squirted hard, her climax scorching through her like wildfire. Dudley pulled out just in time to watch the sinful sight. Her juices dripped down her inner thighs, her legs trembling as she struggled to hold herself up.
He stepped back, smirking as he admired the absolute mess she had become. Sweaty, ruined, her face buried in her arm, gasping for air.
"Now…" Dudley reached down, pulling her weak body upright, forcing her to turn and face him. He gripped her chin, tilting her face up so he could see the dazed, wrecked expression she had.
Beautiful.
"You said something about Padma's potions class, didn't you?" His lips curled into a wicked grin.
Lavender's legs wobbled, her entire body still buzzing from the lingering pleasure, her pussy throbbing with the sweet aftertaste.
"So it's time to earn it."
Dudley stepped back, gripping Lavender's hair into a firm bundle, forcing her gaze upward as her knees hit the cold stone floor, kneeling. His cock, slick from her juices and his own need, throbbed in front of her flushed face.
"Feral it is," he barked.
Without hesitation, his throbbing hardness slid past her parted lips, groaning as her mouth enveloped him.
Lavender whimpered around his thickness, her tongue pressing against the underside.
But Dudley didn't grant her any time to adjust. Holding her head steady, he thrust into her mouth with deep, rapid strokes, each plunge pulling a choked moan from her throat. Her eyes fluttered shut, tears welling as she gagged around his girth, her hands clenched tightly on his thighs; not in protest, but in overwhelming arousal.
"Yeah… Just like that. Good girl." His free hand cupped her cheek, feeling the bulge of his cock as he invaded her throat.
He was this rough only with Susan because she liked it that way. With Hannah, he was commonly passionate and under control. This time, he simply trusted his instincts and went along with Lavender's wild nature. Seeing how it went, he knew he made the right choice.
Strings of saliva mixed with his pre-cum dripped from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her chin and onto her bouncing breasts, each thrust making them jiggle beneath her unbuttoned shirt. The wet, obscene sounds of her gagging echoed through the classroom, her muffled moans vibrating around him, her face red.
"Almost…" Dudley warned, voice tightening as pleasure coiled in his core.
His thrusts grew faster, more erratic, until he abruptly pulled back, leaving only the swollen cockhead resting on her tongue. With a low groan, he stroked himself hard.
"Take it. All of it."
Lavender moaned eagerly, eyes glassy with lust as her mouth stretched wide to take him. His cock throbbed once; twice, and then thick spurts of hot seed erupted onto her tongue.
Dudley watched with a sharp inhale as her cheeks hollowed, puffing out slightly from the sheer volume he gave her. White droplets dripped from the corner of her mouth as she suckled, but she stayed still, letting him finish until the last drops coated her throat.
Panting, Dudley released her hair and stepped back, chest rising and falling.
Lavender gazed up at him with a dazed smile, her hair wild and disheveled. She opened her mouth again, sticking out her coated tongue to show him the thick, creamy evidence. Then, with a soft, dirty hum, she closed her lips and swallowed, her throat visibly contracting as she gulped it all down.
"Fuck… If I could, I'd give you 500 points for that," Dudley muttered, still catching his breath.
"Hehe…" Lavender let out a breathless giggle and reached up, her legs wobbly as she clutched his hand to stand. "Hm… That was… a fun lesson."
Dudley chuckled softly, digging into his pocket for a handkerchief. Without a word, he handed it to her, watching with amusement as she wiped the corners of her mouth, her cheeks still flushed and her smile utterly satisfied.
"That aside, what made you so… I mean, this. We barely knew each other." Dudley asked as he grabbed his trousers and started tidying himself up.
Lavender shrugged and fixed her looks, too. "Oh, I don't know… Padma mentioned you, and it got me curious. I watched, I wondered—just how big you'd be. You're rather handsome, you know… and maybe it's just a little Gryffindor recklessness, but I couldn't resist giving it a try."
"So it was a bit of a guilty pleasure, then?" Dudley said with a chuckle, handing her the black robes. "Not that I'm complaining. Can't say I didn't have a good time."
"Mmm, I can say with absolute confidence—I've never had this much fun before. Just shameless, wild, utterly breathless… like rabbits." She bit her lip, smoothing out her robes before sauntering toward Dudley. Rising onto her toes, she pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek, her fingers trailing down his chest with a teasing touch. "So… will Professor Dursley be taking more… private lessons in the future?"
I love this life.
Dudley responded by wrapping an arm around her waist and then reaching down to slap on her ass. "We do have a lot of lessons to cover."
"I'll wait for the schedule then." Lavender traced her lips with her tongue, letting her gaze linger before stepping back. "I better go now. Can't wait to see Padma's face."
"See you later."
Dudley didn't follow her out as he still had work to do. However, instead of resuming his training, he sat down and began writing some letters. He couldn't just sit by and relax any longer. Having received the confirmation from Edwin that he'd gotten the islands, it was time to start the next phase.
He wrote a letter to Penelope Clearwater and another one of his trusted aides. The D&D Bank needed to quickly establish itself.
Depending on how the Triwizard tournament ends, I'll have to react. The ministry is too incompetent to be trusted. Maybe it's time to have a chat with Snape.
Finishing up his letters, he got up to visit the owlery and send them before dinner. It was mostly dim outside already, so he hurried his steps.
He swung his wand a few times and returned the benches to their original positions, ready for the next day's classes. He made sure no dirty drops were splattered on the floor or the table and finally headed to the door.
Knock! Knock!
He froze just as he was about to open the door.
I don't remember inviting anyone else. Most don't even know I'm here.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, your Aunt Lily."
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