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Watching His Fiancée Outlast the Dursleys- Astoria/Dudley & Astoria/Vernon
🕑 Added 2025-04-27 15:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: Here is Part 29 of the Watching His Girlfriend series! This chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!
All characters are above 18!
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Draco twisted his body in front of the floor-length mirror, checking out the muggle outfit he was wearing. His simple jacket over a bland yellow top and a set of blue jeans looked monotonous enough, he supposed. Having ventured into the muggle world more in the past year than in the rest of his life combined, he’d grown a bit more accustomed to the standard wear of Brits throughout the isle.
Still, he didn’t know if this was quite right.
“Astoria?” He called out.
His beautiful fiancée popped her head out from the bathroom. From the gleam he could see on her face, she was still in the middle of moisturising her already luscious skin.
“Yes?” She smiled at him.
“Does this look alright to you?” Draco asked.
Astoria examined him critically as he turned around in place, humming in thought. “Why not try the black suit instead?” She eventually suggested.
“Won’t that look a little too posh?” Draco asked her. “I thought the whole idea was that I looked a bit pathetic.”
“That’s what Harry does but not what you’re going to do,” Astoria informed him as she popped back into the bathroom. She turned on the tap for the sink and fiddled around with something atop the counter. “Dudley already thinks that you’re posh, remember? It was all he could go on about at the wedding.”
“I thought that the memory charm Hermione put on him might have changed that,” Draco replied.
“Nope,” Astoria said, making a popping sound at the end. “She was very clear to me that the memory charm would only alter the night you all had on Harry’s stag do. He’ll think that you have an averaged-sized cock at best, and his memory of you on that night will be a bit hazy. He’ll still remember how posh he thought you were.”
“Right,” Draco muttered.
It only took a few minutes for Draco to return to his wardrobe to remove the suit that Astoria had indicated. It was unbelievably fine, made out of some of the richest silks that gold could buy. The perfect material shimmered with every step he took and was perfectly complemented with a crisp white button-up underneath. He changed out of his trainers for some nice oxfords and a pair of charcoal-gray socks.
By the time he finished dressing, he could hear Astoria wrapping up in the bathroom. He sat down on the edge of their bed, watching the doorway with anticipation.
He was not disappointed when Astoria stepped out wearing nothing more than the sexiest underwear he’d ever seen her in. A black garter belt holding up a pair of lacy, sheer black stockings was what drew Draco’s eyes first, and he let out an audible groan when Astoria twirled in place and showed off her juicy arse with the back of her thong nestled in between her cheeks. The lacy black bra she had on was partially sheer, revealing bits of skin without fully revealing her delicate, pink nipples.
“Is it too late to cancel?” Draco asked as he pushed off to his feet and crossed the room over to Astoria. He grabbed her waist in his hands and hoisted her up into the air, pinning her back against the wall and kissing her soundly. He wanted her to feel the growing erection in his trousers as he pressed himself against her.
“No,” Astoria replied when their lips finally parted. Honestly, from the look in her eyes, she was considering it just as much as he was. “But think about how much fun it’ll be when you get to reclaim me afterwards.”
Oh Merlin, yes. Those nights when she came back from being fucked by Harry were some of the most intensely passionate nights of their lives. They fucked like animals for hours, relying on potions to keep their bodies sustained. It felt so damned good being with her after those moments.
When Draco had first learnt about Harry’s kink, he hadn’t truly understood it. However, he’d been quite intrigued by it. After all, getting to shag Hermione Bloody Granger had been a fantasy of his for years, and the opportunity to finally do it was well worth putting up with Harry and Hermione’s terms and conditions. It wasn’t until he and Astoria had talked about Harry and Hermione’s lifestyle though that it’d become apparent how turned on Draco was about the idea.
A month later, he let Harry fuck Astoria for the first time, and the thrill of waiting for her to come back to him had been incredible. Then it hadn’t been long before they were sharing and swapping partners back at Hogwarts where they could both enjoy having sex. Throughout that year, they often swapped or simply sent either Hermione or Astoria to the other partner’s dorm room for a night of fun, and Draco had loved fucking Astoria every time she came back to him all dishevelled and reeking of sex.
Luna’s visit had truly opened Draco’s eyes to the possibility of what his life could really look like beyond just Harry and Hermione though. Having an extra partner around in the bedroom had been incredibly exciting, as was just happening to stumble upon a room where he found Luna eating his fiancée out on a random sofa. But that was only one side of the equation, the side that Harry experienced whenever Hermione invited other women to fuck him.
Draco wanted to experience first hand what it was like watching Astoria get fucked in front of him by another man, someone who wasn’t just Harry.
The thought had crossed his mind to invite one of his other friends, but if things didn’t work out the way that he hoped, then he didn’t want things to be awkward going forward. Harry’s relatives, Dudley and Vernon, seemed a safe enough bet. The only chance for Draco and Astoria to ever see them again would be if they were to visit Harry and Hermione’s house at the same time as them, and even then a simple memory charm could erase their memories of the experience.
The excitement of this day had been mounting for some time, and as much as Draco just wanted to stay back and fuck Astoria to their heart’s content, he just as badly wanted to see how things went with the Dursleys.
Reluctantly, Draco settled Astoria back down onto her feet and stepped away from her lest he put his hands all over her delectable body again.
“Hurry up and finish getting dressed then,” Draco sighed. “I can’t contain myself for too much longer.”
Astoria giggled and twirled away towards her wardrobe. Draco forced himself to avert his gaze from her jiggling arse. She quickly pulled out a pre-selected, olive-green evening gown. Draco loved that colour on her; it really brought out her eyes.
As she carefully placed it on, the material clung to her body like a second skin. The dress outlined her frame perfectly, and the short off-the-shoulder sleeves would allow her chest to be exposed with one simple tug downward. The finishing touches were a couple of simple earrings, a spritz of perfume, and a simple magical charm to help keep herself pristine until the main event.
“Are you ready to go?” Astoria asked with a bright smile.
Draco nodded eagerly and offered her his arm. “Let’s go.”
The two of them took the floo to Harry and Hermione’s new house. Both of them were there in the kitchen, alongside Luna, busily working away at preparing supper.
“Well, don’t you two look lovely,” Hermione beamed as she took them in.
Luna gasped when she saw Astoria in her dress. “Are you sure that you don’t want any help over there? I’d be more than happy to join you two.”
“I’m sure you would,” Draco chuckled. “But tonight is for Astoria and me alone.”
Luna pouted, as she so often did whenever things didn’t go her way, but Draco knew it wasn’t serious. Besides, Harry and Hermione were more than capable of dealing with any of her urges tonight.
“We might be in bed by the time you two finish up there tonight,” Harry told them.
“That’s fine,” Astoria said. “It’ll be dark enough outside that we can just apparate back home safely instead of using your floo.”
“We should be on our way,” Draco said.
“Have fun!” Hermione waved to them as they left out the back door to the garden.
Draco couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw the gate connecting the Potter’s back garden to the Dursley’s. He’d heard about it, but seeing it in person really drove home the fact that Harry and Hermione truly loved their lifestyle.
He and Astoria had barely crossed the threshold into the Dursley’s garden when the back door to the house opened and Harry’s muscular cousin stepped out.
“Draco!” He exclaimed while throwing his arms wide open, but his eyes were on Astoria the entire time. He wrapped Draco up in a massive hug, definitely flexing his impressive muscles just to highlight how much stronger he was than Draco. “Fancy suit, mate. And would this happen to be Astoria?”
“The one and the same,” Astoria smiled prettily at Dudley. “It’s lovely to finally get a chance to talk to you.”
“Likewise,” Dudley said as he practically pushed Draco aside to hug Astoria. From the ‘eep’ sound she made, Draco was certain that he must’ve grabbed her arse. There hadn’t been enough time for the two of them to talk at Harry and Hermione’s wedding, so this was how Dudley was making his introductions.
“Are our guests here, Dudley?” A bellowing voice called out from within.
“Yeah!” Dudley called back before turning to Draco. “We should get inside. Mum’s prepared a lovely Sunday roast for us.”
“Wonderful,” Draco said. “Lead the way.”
Draco and Astoria followed Dudley into a home that was a near-perfect match to Harry and Hermione’s. As they stepped into the dinning room, Draco found an older couple seated in the living room. The massively overweight man was clearly Vernon while the waspish-looking woman must’ve been Petunia. All three of the Dursleys were dressed in similar evening wear as to what Draco and Astoria were, only far less nice and expensive.
“Finally,” Petunia sighed with annoyance as she stood, the pearls around her neck dancing slightly. “We were worried that you weren’t going to show up.”
“That’s my fault, Mrs Dursley,” Astoria giggled innocently. “I was just busy putting on the final touches for tonight before we came over.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Vernon told her with a lecherous grin. “Better to come prepared, even if it takes a few extra minutes.”
Petunia rolled her eyes and muttered something as she walked into the kitchen to begin platting up the food that was sitting in a low-heat oven.
“Why don’t we all sit down?” Vernon suggested.
The long wooden table already had cutlery placed upon it. Three plates sat on one side while a lone one sat on the other.
“You sit here, dear,” Vernon told Astoria, gesturing to the seat in between the one that he and Dudley took. That left Draco the lone one on the far side.
“Won’t you be joining us, Mrs Dursley?” Draco asked as the woman in question came over with a carving tray full of delicious roast meats and vegetables.
Petunia pursed her lips as she looked down her nose at him. “I’ll be having supper in my room. I fear that my appetite will be lost if I watch whatever is to come.”
“Don’t be like that, mum,” Dudley whined. “It’s all in good fun.”
Petunia hummed noncommittally and quickly returned to the kitchen to grab her pre-prepared plate. “You all have fun,” she said as she headed for the stairs.
“I’m sorry about her,” Vernon said, looking down at Astoria’s petite form next to him. “She knows that she’s like the queen around here, and she doesn’t like it whenever another beautiful woman comes to visit.”
“I understand completely,” Astoria said, laying the false sympathy on thick. She was clearly eager to get the night started as she placed a delicate hand upon Vernon’s chest, but before anything else could happen, Dudley stood up and began serving everyone their supper.
Draco was surprised. From all of Harry’s experiences that he’d spoken about, Draco had expected to be told, if not ordered to serve everyone. He supposed that Astoria was right to point out that his dynamic with the Dursleys was going to be different from Harry’s.
“So, Draco, is it?” Vernon asked, not quite looking away from Astoria. “I’ve heard a little bit about you from my nephew. Seems to think that you’re a massive twat.”
Draco snorted in amusement. “I’d bet he’d say that.”
“You must have him whipped into shape if you were to get him to ask us to invite you and your lovely fiancée over for supper,” Vernon chortled.
“He knows his place,” Draco replied, trying to stick to the script that Harry was some pathetic man destined to be controlled by others.
“I bet he does,” Dudley laughed along as he settled back into his seat. “I’m surprised that you wanted to bring your fiancée over here though. You do know what goes on here, don’t you?”
Draco picked up the fine utensils that’d been placed before him and began to cut into a thick piece of roast. “I am aware, yes.”
“And you still wanted to come over?” Dudley raised his eyebrows at him.
Draco took a bite of the meat, ensuring that not a single droplet of gravy spilt off of it before it reached his mouth. The Dursleys were eating too, but despite their attempts to take their time and appear more dignified than they actually were, both men were failing miserably at it. Astoria, as planned, hadn’t touched her food yet. She didn’t want to get full or bloated before the action began.
“I have certain… tastes,” Draco said delicately. “My fiancée is more than satisfied with our sexual relationship, but I’ve always been one to enjoy showing off what I have.”
To punctuate his point, Draco subtly tugged down his sleeve, revealing the expensive Rolex watch he had on his wrist. Vernon’s eyes immediately latched onto it, and for a moment, Draco wondered if he’d completely forget about Astoria and attempt to convince Draco to give up the watch instead.
“Astoria is a beautiful woman, wouldn’t you two agree?” Draco asked them.
“She is a very fine bird,” Dudley said instantly while Vernon nodded his head.
“It’s a shame to see her all caged up just with me,” Draco continued as he took another bite of food. “I have a fascination in seeing her with other men, letting them have just a simple taste of her exquisite beauty that I get to experience anytime I want. It’s a thrill for me, and no one has ever been able to fuck her better than I can, so she’s never had a reason to leave me.”
The gauntlet was thrown down, and just as expected, Vernon and Dudley’s eyes lit up with a fire.
Astoria had argued to Draco that if he wanted a proper experience with the Dursleys, he needed to make them desire her for more than just her body. Part of what made them so eager to fuck Hermione and Luna was that it was a way of putting Harry down and showing that they were better men than him. They turned their sexual conquests into a competition, and that was exactly what Draco and Astoria wanted to prey upon.
“Is that so?” Vernon asked with an all-too-innocent tone.
Draco nodded his head confidently, which only seemed to add a touch of irritation to the men’s faces.
“Well, if we’re going to do this properly then, we shouldn’t wait to get started,” Dudley suggested. He brazenly groped Astoria’s breasts through her dress, looking to Draco to see if he’d kick up a fuss. When nothing more than another nod of approval came from him, Dudley grinned. “Why don’t you get down on your knees and service us while we have our supper.”
Astoria blushed like she was being won over by Dudley’s words. “Alright,” she said gingerly.
Draco pretended that this was a regular occurance of theirs and just kept eating as Astoria pushed her chair back and lowered herself down onto the ground, but he simply couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Both Dudley and Vernon pushed their chairs back a little too so that they could get their cocks out and allow Astoria to fit in between their legs.
As Dudley was already primed and ready to go, Astoria started with him first.
There had always been a question in Draco’s mind if watching Astoria gobble down another man’s cock wouldn’t feel the same as when he watched her do it to him, or Harry for that matter. But seeing the way she lovingly kissed the tip of Dudley’s cock before engulfing it smoothly put away all of his worries. Astoria knew how to suck a cock so perfectly that it left Dudley moaning from the moment her tongue touched his shaft.
“Fuck,” Dudley said, coughing on a bit of potato that got caught in his throat. “She’s a feisty one, isn’t she?”
“I wouldn’t settle for anything less,” Draco replied haughtily, as though Astoria was the one who had to prove herself to him rather than the other way around as it had been.
Astoria slurped on Dudley’s cock and stroked the base of his shaft as she kept bobbing her head up and down smoothly. Evidently, all it took was a change from who he was used to being with for Dudley to lose a little control over himself. He looked ready to burst already. What had happened to the dominant man who loved to lord himself over Harry?
“You’ve certainly picked a fine woman to keep you company,” Vernon said as he sipped his wine. “What is it that you do exactly, Draco? My nephew hasn’t been very forthcoming about you.”
“Little, at the moment,” Draco said confidently. “Living a lavish lifestyle from my family’s wealth is enough to keep me busy other than participating in the odd political event.”
“I see,” Vernon said approvingly. “It’s good for a man such as yourself to experience all that life has to offer before finding your place in it.”
“Precisely,” Draco smiled. “Hosting formal balls and meeting with various politicians has exposed me to a wide range of activities and lifestyles that could potentially suit me one day. For now, I’m content exploring my options.”
“Well, I for one am glad that we seem to be a part of your exploration,” Vernon replied as he reached down to grope Astoria’s bum. “I’m sure it’ll be exciting seeing what we can do to your fine fiancée here.”
That was exactly what he was hoping for.
Dudley’s cutlery suddenly dropped down onto the table as he let out an especially loud groan. He grabbed the back of Astoria’s head and shoved her mouth down as far onto his cock as he could. Astoria didn’t even choke and splutter around Dudley’s thick cock—she’d gotten enough experience with Harry and Draco’s to ensure that she wouldn’t be caught off guard by anything the Dursleys tried.
Astoria didn’t let a single drop of Dudley’s cum escape past her lips. She sucked it down greedily into her belly until Dudley finally released his hold on her. She sat back on her heels, smiling up at him.
“Did I do good?” She asked coyly.
Dudley blinked before bursting out into laughter. “Bloody hell! You need to come by more often.”
“Unfortunately, she’s mine,” Draco reminded them, knowing exactly what response his words would bring about.
“For now,” Dudley said before he could stop himself.
Vernon put his hand up to stop Dudley. “Now, now, Dudley. Be polite. Draco and Astoria are our guests here.”
A sharp look sent his way from Vernon made Dudley rethink whatever he was about to say. “Right, err, sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
“Forget about it,” Draco waved him off like his words were meaningless. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip before returning to the food on his plate. It truly was a delicious meal they’d prepared for him. “Try her pussy next. She’s a screamer.”
Astoria’s eyes flashed with amusement as she stood up. She didn’t even get a chance to start taking off her dress before Dudley and Vernon’s paws were all over her, stripping her down in record time. Had it not been for the many protective charms layered upon the delicate fabric, Draco feared that they would’ve torn it in countless places.
When she was down to nothing more than her lingerie, the two men kicked their chairs away and dropped down to their knees.
“Come down here with us,” Vernon practically cooed.
Smiling pleasantly, Astoria did as she was bade and ended up on her hands and knees between Vernon and Dudley.
With the excitement of unwrapping a special Christmas present, Dudley pulled aside Astoria’s thong to reveal her glistening, pink pussy. She was practically overflowing with moisture, ready to lubricate anything that entered her.
Dudley couldn’t stop himself from pushing a couple of fingers into Astoria’s sweet pussy, eliciting a moan from her lips.
“God, you feel so fucking hot,” Dudley said with a wicked grin. “I can’t wait to feel this around my cock.”
“Hold on there, Dudley,” Vernon said as he pulled his gut back against himself so that he could see his incredibly thick cock. He smiled down at Astoria. “Why don’t you try seeing if you can fit your lips around this, my dear.”
Like a snake, Astoria’s mouth opened incredibly wide and quickly sucked Vernon’s cock in. The older man groaned in contentment.
As Astoria got used to sucking Vernon’s cock, Dudley kept on fingering her. He did so roughly with no particular skill, but Draco knew that Astoria would still get off on it, if only from the thrill of being fucked by these two men in front of Draco. However, Dudley’s patience didn’t last for long. He pulled his fingers out of her core and sucked them clean before he lined up his saliva-covered cock with her pussy and pushed inside.
Draco was thankful that his erection in his trousers was hidden underneath the table. He didn’t want either man to suddenly begin to think that this was a competition with him that they couldn’t win. Seeing these two arrogant men act like they were men’s sexual gift to women incarnate was amusing to say the least, and he didn’t want the fun to end yet.
It took a few moments for Dudley and Vernon to find the rhythm that they needed to not interfere with the other’s activities, but once they got going, it truly was an impressive sight to behold. Astoria’s lithe form was dominated by the two physically-large men looming on either side of her, and their cocks looked exceptionally massive as they pushed into her holes.
The wet slaps coming as Dudley and Vernon thrust into Astoria from different ends made Draco’s cock throb with need. He wanted to be in there himself giving it Astoria, but watching her in all of her glory was nearly just as pleasurable. Seeing her perfect body being bounced between these two men provided him an angle that he’d never truly had before, and it made him appreciate her all the more for it.
“Such a good cocksucker,” Vernon groaned as he slammed his cock down Astoria’s throat again. Her beautiful hair was bunched up in his hands, holding her in place so that he could thrust away to his heart’s content. “You’ve got her trained well, Draco. But I doubt she’s experienced anything quite like this before.”
She had, being bounced between Harry and Draco, but Draco wasn’t about to let him know that.
“No, she hasn’t,” Draco said, not needing to feign the awe in his voice as he watched her body move. “She’s amazing.”
“Damn right she is,” Dudley said as he spanked Astoria’s arse hard. She squealed around Vernon’s cock, and Draco knew from experience just how pleasurable those vibrations would be for him.
Dudley pounded away into Astoria’s pussy like it’d be the last chance he’d ever have. While that may have been the case before Draco had seen how Dudley and Vernon would operate around him, he was starting to believe that this was far too amusing and exciting to only happen once. Dudley clearly loved to slam balls deep inside of Astoria’s pussy before pulling barely halfway back before driving forward again. He moved with a frenzy that came close to matching Draco’s after he reclaimed her after she shagged Harry.
“You two don’t need to hold back,” Draco told them, trying his best to sound a touch bored.
“What?” Dudley asked dumbly, looking up at Draco with confusion in his eyes.
“You can be rough with her,” Draco said, hiding a smile. “Give her all you want.”
“You heard the man,” Vernon chuckled.
Suddenly, Dudley grabbed Astoria’s upper thighs and literally lifted her into the air, showing off all of the strength he’d gained from his wrestling training. Vernon did the same, but instead by grabbing her lingerie-covered breasts and hoisting her up. Astoria was light enough that the two men had no trouble keeping her body steady in midair.
Astoria was looking wide-eyed towards Draco, but the expression didn’t last long when the two men started moving again. With her body entirely under their control, they slammed into her hard and left her gagging around Vernon’s cock.
“That’s it,” Draco said approvingly, leaning back in his seat and sipping his wine happily.
Astoria’s moans were drowned out around Vernon’s cock, which seemed to be permanently lodged in Astoria’s throat as Dudley kept ramming into her pussy with everything he had. Vernon didn’t mind in the slightest though, as he was groaning like crazy as Astoria’s tongue slithered out and played with his balls.
“So fucking tight!” Dudley roared loudly.
Draco had seen that look on his face before, the sign that he was about to cum. It was disappointing that Dudley seemed to be such a quick shot. Maybe more practice was all that was required.
Vernon groaned and nearly doubled over at the waist, burying Astoria’s head under his belly fat. “I’m—” was all that he managed to get out before he blew a thick load of cum straight down Astoria’s throat.
Dudley slammed his hips forward at the same time, filling Astoria’s pussy up with every inch of his cock before he too came. He kept thrusting against her, helping to propel every last spurt of cum as deep as it could go inside of her before he sagged with relief.
Subtly, Draco pulled out his wand. “Confundo,” he called out.
The two men’s heads snapped back in a daze. Gently, they pulled their cocks out of Astoria and gently set her down on the floor before they stood up and walked away.
“Gotta go clean ourselves up,” Vernon told Draco over his shoulder.
“Take your time,” Draco waved them off.
“Why’d you stop them so soon?” Astoria asked as she sucked down a deep breath. As she stood up, a thick trail of cum began to seep out of her pussy and down onto her thigh.
Draco pushed himself back from the table and showed her the state of his needy erection. Grinning, Astoria dropped to her knees and got to work sucking him off.
“They didn’t perform as well as I expected them to,” Draco commented.
Astoria licked along the side of his cock, planting plenty of wet kisses along the way. “I know. Maybe I just feel that good,” she winked playfully up at him.
“We both know that you do,” Draco chuckled in agreement. “Still, I don’t know if they’re going to be on their best performance tonight.”
Astoria cocked her head curiously to the side. “What do you have cooking up in that mind of yours?”
“Just the beginnings of a plan,” Draco admitted. “How would you feel about doing this again with the Dursleys?”
Astoria’s smile told him everything that he needed to know.
