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Hogwarts,
The train was supposed to leave for London that day, but because of what happened at the Ministry, it was postponed. With another day to spend at Hogwarts, Dudley decided to take a step closer to his small dream of banging the Greengrass sisters together.
First, he had to get to Astoria, however. She was two years his junior, but thanks to starting Hogwarts late, she was the same age he started fucking around. All legal and good.
He didn't really know much about Astoria other than the fact that she had a blood curse. She was on the slimmer side, like Ginny, but almost as tall as Daphne already. She had dark brown hair, perfect pouty lips, but a face usually more stern than Daphne's. While Daphne was more on the colder side, Astoria was more serious.
He'd spoken with her a few times, even flirted with her. She had surprisingly flirted back with him. He was aware that she often got sick if she exerted herself too much. She had friends, but mostly kept to herself. Her relationship with Daphne was gentle and sweet, caring even.
"So… you wanted to talk about my blood curse?"
They had no classes. It was the middle of the day. Everyone was busy reading newspapers and gossiping about Voldemort's fall. So, Dudley had invited her for tea and some cake in the DADA classroom's teacher's office. Umbridge was no longer in Hogwarts, after all. And she had taken the cat stuff with her. Though the room was still disgustingly pink.
He sat with his chair facing Astoria, the young witch was still in her uniform, her hair let loose over her back. His eyes constantly glanced at her surprisingly bare legs without any leggings. While she was slender, she wasn't all bones and malnutrition.
She sat facing him while beside them lay Umbridge's table, on which the tea and snacks were.
"Er, just curious really. I've been putting a bit of money into some research on blood curses, trying to work out how to break 'em. Thought it might be worth a chat, see if you'd fancy lending a hand. Don't need much, just a bit of your magic and maybe some blood samples, if you're alright with it."
"Oh?" Astoria made a pouty, sad face. "I wasted time dressing up and wearing this lipstick, then?"
Oh? Flirty?
It was strange to see the stern Astoria act like that. But who was he to question?
"Just a little warm-up before the proper feast," Dudley said with a cheeky grin. "So, when exactly did you find out about me and Daphne?"
"When I found her limping and smelled that scent on her."
"Can't lie, threw me off at the start. Never pegged her for that sort of thing. But honestly, she's gorgeous, sweet as anything, and it's hardly somethin' to fuss over. It's a rather tame kink. What about you? Got the same taste as your sister?"
Astoria blushed and awkwardly looked away. "Never got the… chance to find out."
"Wanna change that?" He blurted back.
"Hm?" Astoria turned back to Dudley, her eyes glowing with a soft, sultry warmth. A teasing smirk tugged at her lips as she let her legs drift apart, wider and wider, her skirt slipping higher with every movement. "I thought you'd never ask."
Fuck!
Dudley cursed. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. With her skirt hiked up, her pussy was as bare as her face. He gulped and slowly slid off his chair and got down on his knees, and without asking, threw her dainty legs on his shoulders, bringing his face closer to her completely shaved, prepared tight slit. Tight, he knew, she was a virgin. A little drenched already, the scent strong, the tight pink slit was different from Daphne's, more snug, puffy even.
"Done drinking the tea," Dudley said as he looked up at her face, shy and hot. "Time to snack up."
"Ooooooh!"
As soon as Dudley lapped her bare pussy, Astoria's hips jerked up and rammed against his face. Her ass dangled over the edge of the chair, her whole spine arching as her weight shifted entirely onto him. She hooked her legs tighter around his shoulders, pulling him in as if she never wanted to let him go.
"Mmmm… I… I wanted to feel this… for so long! Yes!" Astoria finally broke out of her usual strict composure, moaning like a needy girl.
Her small hands dove into his hair, clutching him close, dragging his mouth against her slick, hot folds.
Dudley devoured her, face buried between her trembling thighs. Honestly, he didn't want to admit it, but knowing she had never done this with anyone before, that he was the first one to taste her, to drink in her heat, gave him a rush straight to the cock.
Another notch on his bedpost, sure, but this one was special. Sweeter than Daphne, he noticed. Her taste was clean, subtle, but intoxicating.
He gripped her thighs tight, keeping her squirming body in place as his tongue pushed deeper, sliding up and down the full length. His nose pressed against her soft mound, smudging his face in her wetness until his chin dripped. He teased and circled her tiny bundle of nerves, making her jerk like she'd just been shocked, then flattened his tongue against it, rubbing in fast, tight motions. His other hand slipped down, using two fingers to spread her folds apart so he could tongue-fuck her properly, plunging inside her snug little entrance and tasting her deepest parts.
"Then…" He looked up at her, his lips and chin glistening. She was biting her lower lip hard, her chest rising and falling in sharp pants, eyes glassy and wet with heat. "What changed? And why me?"
"Be… cuz… ooooooh!" Astoria tried to answer, but he went right back to work, sucking her sensitive button into his mouth and rolling his tongue over it mercilessly. "If D-Daphne can trust you… So can I… and… you're neutral—ahhhh!"
He chuckled low against her pussy, nodding as he licked her. She was right, he was neutral. No alliances, no politics, just rich and powerful enough that nobody could touch him. The girls knew he wouldn't need to blackmail anyone or spread rumors. He was safe, be it Hufflepuff or Slytherin.
"Ooooh… I'm close… Mmmm… It feels so much better when it's not me—eeeeeeh doing it—uuuuuh!"
Astoria's whole body trembled as she gripped his hair tight, her hips dancing wildly on his face, grinding her cunt onto his tongue as though she couldn't get enough.
Dudley kept going, relentlessly, flicking his tongue faster, licking and sucking until her thighs quivered and clamped down hard on his head.
Her body tensed, her back arched off the chair, and then…
She climaxed violently. Her pussy spasmed and squirted, a hot gush splashing over his face and dripping down his chin.
He pulled back just in time, wiping his face with the back of his hand, letting the rest of her orgasm spray freely onto the chair and floor. He wasn't one to lap up a stranger's orgasm unless it was Hannah or Susan. Those two, he'd gladly drink every last drop.
Panting, Astoria slumped back on the chair, her thighs twitching and her chest heaving.
Dudley stood up slowly, his strong hands still holding her legs on his shoulders. That made her fold up almost entirely, her ass hanging off the chair. Before she could even recover, he slid his big hands under her narrow waist and lifted her easily, her wet, flushed body now entirely in his grasp.
He carried her over and placed her on the table.
The higher surface was perfect. Astoria sprawled out on her back, hair fanned across the ugly pink tabletop, half her ass dangling off the edge. Her legs stayed high, pressed flat against his chest, her heels hooked tight over his shoulders, leaving her already-glossy slit wide open and glistening for him.
Dudley looked down at her flushed face while his hands went to his belt. The metallic clink made her tense and bite her lip, but she didn't look away.
He shoved his pants and boxers down just far enough to free himself, and his hard cock sprang out, heavy and throbbing, the fat tip already leaking pre-cum.
He let her legs slide off his shoulders, spreading them wide as he leaned forward and unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time, revealing more and more of her milky pale skin.
When the last button came undone, her braless chest was exposed. Small but perky, with pretty pink nipples that stiffened instantly in the cool air. He cupped them with his big hands, gently squeezing, and then leaned down to catch one between his teeth.
Astoria gasped, arching against his mouth, her thighs twitching.
"Want me to suck you?" She suddenly blurted out, her voice breathy but curious.
"Hm?" He raised his brows, not expecting that. "No. Today's all yours. Don't want you getting sick from overworking yourself."
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