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7 AM, Privet Drive, Potter House.
Creak! Creak! Creak!
It was insanity. They were absurdly tired, and yet still doing it. Albeit they lacked the intensity and pace, he was hard, deep inside her, and she was moaning all the same, just in a low hum. Both their eyes were half open, their bodies demanding rest.
Dudley now rested flat on the bed on his back while Lily was on top, riding him in slow, deep waves of her thick hips. She lay leaning forward, her breasts roughly in Dudley's grip while he suckled them mindlessly, one at a time, or sometimes both together. Bruised, love bites all over their bodies, reddened, they were fucking in a trance.
"Ummphhhh… Ohhh God… I can do this for–ever! So–oohh… good…. I want to keep... Your cock in me–eeh… always! " Lily moaned, nearly sobbing in bliss, her words slurred and soaked in delirium.
She rode him in slow, lazy rolls, her thick hips grinding his cock in long, syrupy waves. Her pussy was hypersensitive, stuffed full, but she clung to him like it was the only thing keeping her sane. Every slight shift dragged along her flushed folds, her slick walls squeezing in lazy, rhythmic pulses. She wasn't even moving much, but the heat, the stretch, the pressure, it was all too much, and she never wanted it to end.
Dudley's eyes stayed shut, his mouth glued to her nipples, rolling his tongue with messy desperation. He suckled hard as if her breasts might feed him something. He needed her body to crave him as if that would truly make Lily the most pleasurable woman in the world. She was already the most addicting.
"Ummmmh… Lily…" Dudley stopped suckling her and looked at her face.
"Ah…" Lily finally slumped forward with a sigh, her breasts falling away from his mouth and flattening like warm clouds across his chest. Her body collapsed on his, heavy and hot, her face resting beside his ear. But her hips… they didn't stop, they wouldn't.
They kept moving. Slow, teasing, soaked, and every rock of her hips stirred another flicker of tension in their overstimulated bodies.
Dudley's hands sank down into the flesh of her ass again, spreading her glistening peach and guiding her slow rhythm.
Each drag of her cunt along his cock made him groan. It was maddening, overstimulating, too sensitive, and too good. The way she moved now, barely grinding, felt filthier than their roughest fuck. Her pussy felt like a velvet grip, coaxing his cock back to full hardness, dragging him toward insanity once again.
Their bodies were beyond tender, rubbed raw, and abused, yet still needing more. Every twitch, every clench, every grind felt like a lightning strike on their nerves. Their skin burned from friction, but neither stopped. They were lost in it, glazed in sweat and bodily cream, riding that high even as it stung.
"Was a crazy night," Dudley whispered into her ear, eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation, the weight of her warm, sweat-drenched body on top of his own. Her full frame, her plump ass, her mind-boggling breasts, he liked them all.
"Mm-hmm… The best night… in years." Lily whispered back into his ear, her soft arms on their own rounding around his head as she felt his cock tickle her to the peak. That slowly rising orgasm felt on edge. "You were… are wonderful."
"Hah… As you are. What an appetite."
Pa!
He softly slapped her ass while grounding her deeper on his length. He wasn't that far away either, on the edge of pumping his watery seed inside her. He knew he didn't have much left to spray out, but that sensation of cumming, that was what mattered.
"Teasing a woman left neglected for two decades with this thick, long… umm… rod." Lily grounded her ass, gyrating. "Couldn't help myself… Aaaaah… Just a… moment… cumming!"
She came like a slow bloom of heat, a soft, gentle unraveling that made her body subtly quiver and twitch on top of him. It wasn't a scream or a shake, it was a mesmerized, exhaustive collapse into sensation. She moved like a purring cat, rubbing her fluffy body all over him, begging for more.
"Uhmmm… ohh~" her voice whispered lazy moans of pure pleasure into his ear, tender and soaked with euphoria.
Her hips swayed in lazy circles, chasing that wave as her pussy pulsed around him like it was sighing with relief. Her climax rolled through her in warm, shivering pulses, the kind that made her whole body glow against his, soft, soaked, and wholly his.
"Ugh… tight! I'm also gonna… Lil-eh…"
Dudley growled low and deep, gritting his teeth as he clutched her ass with both hands, fingers sinking into her soft flesh like he owned it. He pulled her down hard until her peach smacked his thighs, burying every last inch of himself in her tight, silky cunt.
Her warmth gripped him like heaven; wet, lush, clenching. Nothing about her felt aged. She was a pure, fuckable beauty wrapped around his cock, and she fit him like a wet, velvet glove. His eyes nearly rolled back. It was too perfect.
He came again, and this time it was slow and aching. His cock twitching, spurting that watery heat in tender bursts inside her. Their orgasms matched, overlapped, and danced together in lazy, pulsing waves.
Her pussy clenched down in soft spasms as if milking the last drops out of him, and though his cum was thinner now, it flooded her all the same. Warm and messy, soaking both their cores until they were slick with exhaustion and want.
Neither of them moved afterward. Their bodies were too sore, too blissed out, too spent to even think about it.
His hands stayed gripped on her ass, not groping, just holding her there like she was his anchor. His cock throbbed weakly inside her, balls deep, as if claiming her one last time. And she didn't lift off him either.
She lay there, full of him, her cunt slowly settling around his cock, hugging him like a favorite body pillow. There was no urgency now. Just heat, weight, and that quiet, final hum of pleasure between them.
Both of them knew this was their last session. Going further was simply impossible. But that didn't mean they had to leave each other's bodies. She relished feeling him throb inside her, feeling so yearned for by a man. His hot body felt so real, close.
Dudley relished her weight, her flesh, her clenching cunt, and her breaths near his ear. He took deep breaths, the scent was unmistakable, so much that even a sexless virgin would know that the room was used to fuck like rabbits.
"Umm…" Lily hummed, panting still. She felt so dirty, the sex, the climaxes, the sweat. Her single thick braided hair was all loose now, sprawled all over her face. "I can hear the birds."
Dudley raised his head slightly and looked at the window, some light was visible through the blinds. He let out a chuckle. "We really went crazy."
The doubts had been lifted from his mind now. Sure, he could see Lily wanting something, some sort of help. But the amount of passion she had, the lengths she went to. She really desired him that night. She was fully, mentally, and physically devoted to pleasuring him.
As hot as it was. It was also confusing. He was half her age, not that likable considering his history. Also, something of a taboo. Yet, she wanted him? Why?
Stopping to fondle her ass, he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tighter into his body. He was slowly turning flaccid, but he wanted to be inside that warmth as long as he could.
"Tell me honestly. Why me?" he asked her with a soft voice. "I'm sure there are dozens of blokes interested in you. And you're gorgeous."
Lily exhaled deeply into his neck and raised her face to look at him directly. "Because… I felt like I could be myself with you."
"Why?"
"Because of who you are. You're not tangled up in anything—a clean slate, really. Even in a familiar face, you're something entirely new. You've got nothing to gain from me—no name, no fortune, nothing. Every other man who's shown interest has always wanted something. But you… you don't. And I don't regret a second of this. Not one bit."
To that, Dudley agreed. He eyed her flushed face, one look and anyone could tell she was freshly fucked. Her dreamy, green eyes were just gorgeous. Her body scent was intoxicating.
"Then…" He chuckled. "I hope this isn't a one-time thing because I am… addicted to this." He squeezed her body harder with his hugging arms.
Lily giggled and locked her arms parallelly around his head. She looked down at his face with expressions that one might mistake for love. But there was a lot more: lust, need, desire, and comfort.
"Oh, no, no, Dudley… I'm just getting started."
Lily kissed him with the kind of lazy hunger that only came after being fucked into delirium. A deep, slow slosh of her tongue into his mouth that made his toes clench.
Their mouths locked, not in desperation, but in a slow, sensual drowning. His lips clung to hers like he never wanted to come up for air, soaking in every sweet, nasty echo of what they'd just done. Her breath still carried the sound of soft moans, and her kiss tasted like addiction.
Thud!
Just then, a noise came from a distance. Neither of them heard it.
"MUM?"
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