He lunged forward and buried his face between her thighs.
"Mmmmhh… Oh!" Ginny gasped, her head snapping back as his tongue dragged along her slit in one hot, wet stroke. She tasted sharp, wild, intoxicating.
He lapped at her again, slower this time, savoring the tang of her juice, inhaling the musky-sweet scent that poured off her folds. Her thighs quivered against the puppet's grip, but she was caught, pinned open, unable to close herself from him.
Dudley opened his mouth wide and sucked her whole cunt in, lips sealing around her mound as his tongue slithered deep. He ate her like a beast, tongue swirling around the tiny nub hidden in her folds until Ginny cried out, voice sharp and helpless.
His nose pressed against her mound, chin brushing her tender pussy lips as he devoured her, groaning into her cunt like the taste was driving him mad.
"Ahhh!" Ginny gasped, her hands clawing at the puppet's arms for something to hold on to.
Then Dudley slid a finger against her entrance from below, pressing in.
Her tight pussy clutched around it instantly, velvety walls wrapping and sucking greedily at the invading digit. The sound was pure filth, wet, squelching, her ointment coating his finger as he curled it inside her.
"Mmm… Merlin, you're snug," Dudley groaned into her pussy, tongue flicking her clit even as his finger fucked her slowly, teasingly, dragging his bumpy knuckle against her inner walls. Each stroke made her hips jerk, made her body shiver in the puppet's grasp.
Then he added a second finger.
"Ooooh… fuck!" Ginny's cry cracked, her back arching as her cunt stretched to take him. Her insides clamped down on him in hot, wet spasms, juices spilling thickly around his digits as he pumped them deep, twisting and curling, milking her.
Her pussy was scorching, molding to every contour of his fingers, coating them to the knuckle in her nectar as he kept eating her raw, tongue and fingers working together in ruthless rhythm.
Dudley smirked against her cunt, his tongue lashing harder, faster. His two fingers pumped ruthlessly, plunging and spreading inside her slick little hole, churning her juices into a sloppy mess.
Squish! Squish!
Her pussy squelched with every thrust, nectar spilling down his hand, dripping onto the floor beneath them.
She writhed helplessly in the puppet's grip, her body jerking against the cold metal arms holding her open. Ginny's hand shot down and fisted his hair, yanking it hard enough to sting.
Dudley only growled at the pain, then doubled down, devouring her pussy like punishment. His tongue stabbed inside her, fucking her with wet, hungry thrusts while his fingers curled deep, pressing that sweet spot until her hips bucked.
Her cunt started to clench around his fingers, desperate spasms warning him. She was close, too close, her tight little tunnel was ready to burst around him.
"I guess I should start planning that fourteen-day trip." Dudley blurted as he stood back up, wiping his mouth with his sleeves.
Ginny's eyes blazed, her chest heaving, her cunt dripping and twitching from being denied.
Dudley stood tall, unhooking his belt with a slow pull. His trousers dropped heavily around his boots, underwear was shoved down in the same motion.
And there it was. His cock, swollen, veined. Throbbing like a weapon, swinging free and proud.
Ginny gulped at the sight. She'd seen it before, but now her body knew it was next. Her tight, petite slit, already aching, would have to swallow it whole.
"Ummh… Too early to say." She was still confident. "We'll see."
Her cunt glistened, spread wide by the puppet's hold, and he pressed the thick crown of his cock against her soaked folds.
He didn't push in yet. He rubbed, coating himself in her slick. The fat head slid over her clit, dragging up and down her pussy, smearing her moistness across his length.
Ginny jolted with every rub, her hips twitching uncontrollably, too sensitive, too raw.
Finally, he lined up.
Dudley braced his hands on her slim thighs, palms pressing into the pale flesh just above her stockings, forcing them wider against the puppet's iron grip. Her Mary-Janes dangled helplessly in the air as he pressed forward.
"I am… seeing."
"Ooooooh! Merlin!" Ginny howled, the stretch too fucking wild.
She looked down and froze, eyes wide.
Dudley was staring at it too, the obscene sight of his cock conquering her slit barely explored. Her slight, athletic hips looked absurd against him, her pink lips straining, splitting wider and wider to take him in. It was visceral, brutal, filthy beyond belief. Watching her prime, perfect pussy being wrecked just to accommodate the sheer girth of him.
"Too much?" Dudley asked, smirking.
"Fuck! Just… shove the damn thing in!"
"As you wish."
"Unnnngh… Fuck! I love it!"
Ffffuck… Dudley cursed under his breath, the pressure unreal.
She wasn't just tight because she was lithe, she was tight because she was athletic. Her cunt gripped him like it was trained to crush brooms, Quidditch-trained muscles milking his cock with every inch he forced inside. He pulled back, just a little, then drove deeper, spreading her further.
Ginny clawed at his shirt-clad chest, nails digging into the fabric as she watched the lewd sight. Her eyes glazed, stars exploding in her vision as more and more of his cock vanished inside her. She could feel it, stretching, bruising, filling her love canal to the brim. The ache climbed higher, deeper, until she gasped and slapped a hand against her own belly.
"Ummmmh…" She felt it in her belly, and damn it, she could swear she saw a bump move.
"Damn, Ginny." Dudley was finally hilt deep, and his knees were shaking. It felt so warm, so tight, that he didn't feel like moving. It felt like the perfect tight sheath to his wand. "Should I start moving?"
"W-What else will you do? Don't tell me you're ready to spill."
"What if I spill inside?" Dudley asked back, smugness clear. He didn't move an inch, and really, he felt his cock was throbbing, refusing to go soft. Her warmth was stimulating.
Ginny scoffed, her breath rapid. "C… Can you afford that? I'm expensive."
"Hah—Who knows. Maybe I want to break your mum's record." Dudley hit back, slightly degrading, slightly teasing. "Ten sounds fine."
He finally pulled back. Her swollen lips clung to his length, stretching sinfully before releasing him, leaving his shaft coated, slick, and flushed as though painted with her.
"Mmmmmh…" Ginny pursed her lips and stopped when only his tip was in. Then she looked back at him. "Then… go on… Fuck me… cum inside your tight Weasley fucktoy."
"..."
His cock twitched violently at that, his eyes widening. It nearly tipped him over the edge right there. From her smirk, she knew it.
"Then…" Dudley pushed in, slowly, to not knock her senseless yet. Gently, he slipped back to the hilt, filling her up. His right hand went to her breasts, and he felt them. His thumb flicked over her tight nipple. "I guess… I'll fatten these tits up."
"Do it." Ginny dared, no shame in how she was sitting in the air in that puppet's arms, showcased like a toy. "Fatten them up and then… drink them dry."
Dudley's cock flexed inside her at the words. She knew how to play him, but he wasn't a rookie. He pinched both nipples until she hissed, then leaned in close, snarling filth into her ear.
"What will they say? Ginny Weasley, Dudley's toy, keeps getting fucked and bred. Oh, look, there goes the Weasley cow." Dudley degraded her.
Oh?
And shockingly, Ginny licked her lips, suppressing a grin.
That gets her off?
"No shame in it. Truth is truth. Now go on, pour your balls out." Ginny nudged and reached down. She teased her clit even, as if mocking him that he wasn't doing enough. "Or are you going to quit?"
"I haven't even started."
Plap!
"Unnngh~"
Dudley started fucking her wildly; deep, vicious plunges, each one louder than the last. The wet slap of their joining echoed against the walls of the Room of Requirement. Her freckled body jolted with every thrust, tits bouncing under his greedy mouth as he corked one, suckled hard, then rose to claim her lips in a bruising kiss.
The air turned filthy with their voices. Dudley snarled between thrusts, "My little fucktoy. Taking it all, eh? Nothing but a Weasley slut for my cock. You hear it? Your pussy's screaming, begging me not to stop."
And Ginny was louder still, arching, writhing, losing control. "Yes! I'm your slut, your tight little Weasley hole! Fuck me harder, Dudley, wreck me! Stuff me! Breed your cow, I don't care… just don't stop!"
Her screams filled the room. His cock battered her womb, every plunge like a hammer against her deepest point. The puppet creaked with every jolt, as if even its frame couldn't withstand the savage pace.
Both of them were spiraling, holding back, teeth gritted. Dudley tugged her nipples again, kissed her hungrily, all while driving into her with punishing force.
"Ugh… Come on… Won't you fill your cumbucket?" Ginny groaned, growling, herself on the edge. She reached with both hands and held Dudley's waist, trying to help him move faster.
He held her blushing, sweating face, pumping into her ruthlessly. He was on the last edge, on the verge of tipping over.
"Huh… Fuck…" Dudley grunted, his forehead pressed onto hers, his breath heavy on her mouth.
"Ummmmh—mmm…" Ginny was no better, panting the same way.
Their bodies trembled on the same razor edge. It was a contest, a game, a war, and then…
"Ughhh!"
"Fuck!"
They cursed at the same time, and then the dam broke.
"Aaaaaah… Dammit!" Ginny cried out.
"Shit!" Dudley did the same.
Ginny's pussy convulsed violently, spasming around him as her body let go. A flood burst from her, squirting uncontrollably, soaking Dudley's shirt and chest, running down the puppet's arms. She screamed his name, her face twisting in ecstasy.
"D-Dudley—fuck! Fuuuck!"
At the same moment, Dudley lost it. He rammed in balls-deep, groaning as his cock erupted, blasting thick, scalding ropes into her clenching pussy. The flood was endless, creamy and hot, filling her so much her splayed walls couldn't hold it. Sticky batter poured back out around his cock, leaking instantly, dripping down her thighs.
Still, he kept pumping, rutting through his orgasm, pushing his seed deeper, letting the mess spread and scent the air.
"Mmmmh… Y-You really came… oh!"
"So you weren't serious?" Dudley smirked, cock still jammed inside her snugness.
Ginny panted, relaxed backwards. "I… fuck… I don't have the potion."
"Don't worry, I got it," Dudley replied and pulled out of her, watching her pussy gape and throb in his absence. "Don't take my words to heart, Ginny. I was just…"
"It was hot! The best sex of my life." Ginny cut him short, chirping, her face red as her hair. "But we tied."
"Then… Best of three?"
"Best of three?"
Both of them said the same thing at the same time.
"Pfft~"
"Hah!"
They laughed.
"Let's do that," Dudley said and helped her get down. He was gentle, first lifting her in a princess carry. She was really light. Then he helped her stand. Helped because she was really sore.
"Tomorrow?" she asked.
"And the day after?" he asked back.
Both of them just nodded and got dressed properly. The room was large, yet it smelled of sex. They were rather proud of it. Ginny being so adventurous, and Dudley being one horny guy, they had no regrets.
"Can you walk?"
"I'll try." Ginny grabbed his arm as they walked towards the door. By the time they reached it, she stood on her own.
"Let's pass by the Hufflepuff common room. I'll give you the potion." Dudley offered and walked through the corridor without care.
"But… What if Filch catches us?" asked Ginny, worried. They were way past their curfew. Dudley was a prefect and could use that as an excuse, but she wasn't.
"Hah, don't worry. Even if he caught me doing you, he wouldn't say a thing. Trust me."
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