Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

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The next day, once the last class was over, Dudley found a quiet, empty classroom and sat down to write a letter. There weren't many words, just a date and time, with a simple warning added next to it.

Dudley had come to realize that he had changed so many things that he needed to push some cogs to make the wheel turn. He didn't want to get deeply involved, but he figured that pulling a few strings from the background was easier than leaving everything up to fate.

You don't know me. I don't know you. Do as I have written and you will get what you seek. Do not disappoint me again.

With that, he fetched an owl from the owlery and sent the letter to Lily J. Potter. He didn't use his personal owl for the same reason, wanting to stay anonymous.

All that's left now is to wait. Dudley muttered and returned to the school building. With hours at his disposal, he went to see Professor Septima Vector since he desperately wanted her research to succeed and help him improve his own spell-based magic.

Knock! Knock!

Dudley pushed open the door and peeked inside. "Professor?"

"Ah, come in quickly, Mr. Dursley," Septima Vector said, glancing up from her desk with a small wave of her hand. "Assist me with this equation. As per your suggestion, I've started looking into Muggle mathematics, but it's still rather beyond my grasp."

Dudley strolled inside, glancing around to see if there was anyone else in the classroom. He then focused on the woman he'd crossed the line with. She seemed to love red robes as she wore the same, with a matching pointed hat. Raven hair cascaded over her voluptuous chest, her face aged yet retained the lure.

"Which equation, Professor?" Dudley stood beside her chair and looked down at the table. He received the notebook from her and studied silently. "A mix of multivariable integration and arithmancy? This one's going to be tough, Professor."

"Can you do it? It's important to assess the wand movements for spellcasting," Professor Vector asked seriously, and at the same time got off her chair.

"I think I can. I know a few methods to solve it, but it'll take a little time," Dudley replied, completely focused on the problem.

Woosh!

Dudley heard an unnatural rustle of clothes rubbing and looked to his right where Septima stood. He froze for a moment, not expecting such straightforwardness.

"Like our previous deal, I suppose I can make this worthwhile."

Septima stood there, all her red robes and clothes pooled around her feet. She pushed her raven hair aside to reveal her large magnificent breasts, naked as well. She was almost completely bare, except for her pointed hat and footwear.

Septima pursed her lips a little as she felt his gaze on her body. She shyly rubbed her legs together but still looked proud and unwavering. The woman, who for the past few years had been dealing with mostly crusty old men, could feel the young man's lustful heat.

Dudley couldn't take his eyes off her plump, curvy figure. Imagining her soft squishy thighs feeling amazing, squished under his broad hands. Her big breasts still had that immaculate shape, with rosy brown large nipples; causing him to crave some nectar right at this moment. His hands were already itching to touch her in all the right places.

Dudley gulped, absolutely worshiping the ripe body in front of him. Wasn't this one of the reasons why he wanted to experience Hogwarts? To get close to these amazing witches. Heck, he hadn't even planned anything for the teachers yet here he was, so blessed.

"I…" Dudley showed hesitation. "I don't want to be distracted, Professor."

"Very well. Let's do this then."

Septima moved all the stuff on the table to the side, then grabbed the notebook. She then laid down on her back, half her jiggling ass dangling from the table's edge. Her knees were folded, and her smooth legs spread, easily revealing her wet and hungry lower lips for Dudley to see. A small patch of raven hair decorated above her long slit, so hot and inviting.

Then Dudley's eyes widened when he saw her place the notebook on her soft belly, almost like one of those body sushi girls that he had been entertained with at a "business dinner" in his previous life.

"I believe this will be less distracting?"

Less distracting? Fuck no, but I don't really care at this point.

"I think so, Professor."

Dudley unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down to his knees along with his underwear. Not wasting a single moment, he stepped up between her spread legs, his cock already at full mast, heavy and thick with veins throbbing out of craving need. Using his hands to aim his bulging shaft, he first brushed his cockhead along her slit. He felt it start to salivate on his swollen head, staining his length with her juices as it trickled down little by little.

He looked at her face and noticed the blush, her pink tongue slowly licking her lips in expectation. Her gulps were visible as dark eyes focused on him with a look of expectation.

His gaze trailed down her slender neck, admiring her voluptuous breasts. He reached out his other hand and shamelessly groped one while still teasing her pussy. He pinched her large nipples hard, tugging at them and letting them dance between his wiggling and twisting fingers. He could feel her nipples were sensitive to his touch, and matched by a near-constant twitching between her legs.

"Oh, I hope you don't mind, Professor."

"Not at all, Mr. Dursley. This is the least I can do for… troubling you." How could she deny when a young, handsome man like him showed interest in her femininity? She felt young and desired again because of him.

Hah, why even say these excuses anymore, Professor? You just wanted me inside, right?

Dudley had no delusions. The little 'making time worthwhile' excuse was something that worked well in porn, but not in real life.

No, this was simply an excuse to get fucked.

Dudley slowly slid his rock-hard cock in, letting the head part her sensitive petals. He hadn't given her any warning and gently moved down, letting her warm, wet hole tighten and squeeze instantly around him. He was almost sure that she hadn't had a man in a long time, tight and gripping, as if her pussy wanted to milk him out in the first push. It all felt so divine, almost causing him to want to stay there like that forever.

Septima's eyes rolled back and she suddenly let out a long moan; her voice filling the room lewdly, speared in by his large shaft. Her insides strained as they spread wide, giving his cock a tight, squeezing path. Her most sensitive spot teased as she felt his girthy length brush against it while he moved further in. Her body quivered in excitement, forcing her to moan and whimper as her body trembled.

Dudley slowly glided in and felt her inner walls too tight. He pulled back at that moment, giving her some time to breathe. It took a moment for her pussy to aid him more with its juices before going back in. He repeated it, over and over, until he could go hilt deep.

To be honest, he felt it was quite an achievement in itself for Septima, as he was quite girthy and long. But it also meant that he could fuck her as deep as he wanted, as hard as he wanted without hurting her. The thought aroused him even more, his cock twitching at the idea.

Feeling completely surrounded by her silky walls, Dudley finally turned open the notebook still resting on her belly. "I'll start working on the problem then."

"Take… uh… your time."

He wanted to focus but with his big cock stretching her insides tight, he could feel every bit of movement her muscles made, twitching and throbbing against his cock as his hips moved slowly.

To Septima, his slow thrust made it even more agonizingly pleasurable. His deep plunges pushed against the mouth of her cervix, going even deeper. Her womb screaming at her to make it stop, gripping around his cock like no tomorrow. But her arousal demanded more, rough and deep. Desperation took over her while she craved being fucked like an animal in heat.

"Ummm… Yes… That's it."

At times Dudley played with her breasts too while writing in the notebook, flicking on her nipples like a sinful fidget toy. His fucking thrusts were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, relishing the squirms she made at his random pace. At times he would suddenly plunge deep and hard, watching her breasts jiggle from the collision of their flesh, and smirk.

"Ooh... Marlin!" Septima moaned and bit her lips, trying hard not to be too loud. She loved the sensation of his big, fat cock buried deep inside her. It made her feel full, and complete, like nothing else mattered but the pleasure coursing through her veins.

"Hmm… Fubini's theorem won't work." Dudley murmured and stopped writing for a moment. "I need to think."

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