Watching His Girlfriend Reunite With The Dursleys - Hermione/Vernon/Dudley (Patreon)

AN: Here is Part 9 of the Watching His Girlfriend series! This chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!

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“Harry,” Hermione giggled as she cradled his head while he kissed a particularly-sensitive point on her neck. “The train is almost back at King’s Cross. We need to get ready to leave soon.”

“Soon,” Harry repeated as he kissed her neck again. “Not now.”

Hermione let out a playful huff and shifted in his lap, rubbing his exposed cock in between her bare thighs. It was slick with her saliva from earlier, but Harry knew that he’d never get enough of his girlfriend. He supposed that the trip back home was making him especially randy too, not that either of them minded in the slightest. 

“Fine,” Hermione told him seriously. “But only for five more minutes.”

“That’s plenty,” he assured her as he lightly pinched her clit between his fingers. She twisted in his lap, sending another spark of pleasure through his cock as her creamy thighs rubbed it. 

Hermione’s breathing deepened as Harry continued his ministrations on her. He knew that she loved it when his attention was solely focused on her like this, and his hand touching her pussy and his mouth kissing her neck only made it all the better.

Harry slipped a couple fingers inside of her pussy. “You’re wet,” he murmured sultrily into her ear. “Are you so desperate to get back to the Dursleys so that my cousin and uncle can fuck you senseless again?”

“Maybe,” Hermione replied teasingly as she squirmed in his lap some more.

“Or, maybe you want them to humiliate me again?” Harry questioned her right when he applied pressure with his thumb to her clit. Hermione let out a low moan. “You get off to other men making fun of your boyfriend, don’t you?”

“No, I—” Hermione tried to protest, but her voice cracked when he curled his fingers inside of her.

“What was that?” Harry asked before planting another kiss on her neck.

“I don’t like it,” she tried to argue, but her moans betrayed her.

“Lie all you want,” Harry said as he pushed his fingers deep inside of her pussy. “But I know just how much of a slut you really are. You love fucking other men, and you love when I watch you scream your head off when they make you cum.”

Hermione squealed as a gush of liquid fired out of pussy. Harry’s hand, cock, and lap were all thoroughly drenched.

“Look at you,” Harry cooed in her ear. “You’re so ready for it.”

Hermione was gasping for breath as she leapt out of Harry’s lap and onto unsteady legs. She staggered over to the other bench in their cabin and snatched her wand off of the seat before vanishing her juices from her and Harry’s bodies.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Hermione told Harry breathlessly. “We really do need to get ready.”

Harry smiled at her and got to his feet too. He crossed the distance between them and kissed Hermione hard, relishing in the sweet taste of her lip balm as he pressed his hard cock against her belly. He wanted her to know just how much she turned him on, and just how excited he was to finally be going back to the Dursleys. After what had happened over the Christmas break, he was ecstatic to see what would happen over the summer.

Despite kissing him back, Hermione’s hands stowed his cock back inside of his pants and zipped up his trousers. “Get your things ready and grab your trunk,” she said as their lips parted. “We don’t want to leave your relatives waiting for long.”

No they did not.

It was little more than a minute later that King’s Cross Station came into view. The Hogwarts Express, billowing thick plumes of white smoke, pulled into the station at Platform 9 & 3/4 smoothly. A large crowd of happy parents and relatives had already formed there.

Harry and Hermione were some of the first off of the train. They slipped through the crowd, briefly waving back to their friends, and then crossed through to the muggle side of the station with their trunks in tow.

Two grinning faces met them there. Dudley looked much the same as he had a few months before other than the fact that his boxing training seemed to have been coming along nicely. His biceps and shoulders were more pronounced in the shirt he was wearing, and his waist looked like it may have lost an inch of girth on it. Vernon looked almost the same too, though it did look like he may have gained a little bit of weight.

“Hermione!” Dudley exclaimed happily, stretching his arms out wide for a big hug. He completely ignored Harry as he walked past him and hugged Hermione tightly. Harry didn’t miss the way that Dudley’s hands immediately went straight down to her arse.

Vernon was watching Harry with a gleeful expression on his face.

“It was so good of you to bring her back to us,” he told Harry sincerely. “Bet she’s been missing us something fierce, huh?”

“You can say that,” Harry mumbled, trying to play up the meek persona he’d used around them before.

Dudley finally let go of Hermione, and that was when Vernon turned towards her.

“Come over and give me a kiss,” he winked at her.

Hermione hesitated for just a moment. She glanced over at Harry, almost looking for his approval. It was all according to plan, and Harry just tentatively nodded back to her.

“That’s a good girl,” Vernon said as Hermione walked over to him. She leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek, but Vernon turned his head at the last second so that their lips met. That was when he wrapped her in his tight embrace and kissed her just as hard as Harry had kissed her before they’d gotten off of the train.

Vernon had a massive grin on his face when he finally released Hermione. He licked his lips slowly, savouring that same lip balm that Harry had.

“We should get going,” Dudley told the group eagerly. “Mum’s waiting in the car for us.”

“That’s right,” Vernon snapped his fingers. “Can’t leave her waiting.”

Dudley and Vernon took up position on either side of Hermione and started guiding her out of the station, occasionally ‘accidentally’ touching her arse whenever they just had to point out something mundane to her. Harry was left to trail behind them, pulling both of their trunks behind him.

They left the station behind and walked down on Pancras road to where Petunia was parked. She looked annoyed to even be here, but her look turned into a smirk when she saw Hermione in between Vernon and Dudley.

“We can fit one of the trunks in the boot,” Vernon told Harry gruffly. “We went shopping while we were here, so our bags are taking up the rest of the space. The other trunk can go in the passenger seat.”

“Where will the four of us sit then?” Harry asked with a frown.

Vernon chuckled. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll figure something out,” he assured Harry.

Vernon opened the boot, and Harry slid his trunk inside. Then, he walked round to the passenger-side door and opened it before placing Hermione’s trunk carefully inside. When he finally was ready to get in the back, he realised that Dudley was already inside one of the seats, leaving the other three of them outside.

“You budge in the middle there,” Vernon told Harry, pointing towards the tiny seat that had a fold-down armrest in the upright part. It was uncomfortably small, but Harry had ridden sitting there before when Piers had been in the car, so he didn’t mind too much.

Harry slid in and pressed his side right up against Dudley, who surprisingly didn’t seem particularly annoyed. Before Harry could figure out what was going on though, Vernon slid in beside him. His large girth was enough that he spilled out of his seat and onto Harry’s small seat, really squishing him in between the two men.

“Where do I sit?” Hermione asked from outside the car.

Dudley patted his lap invitingly. “Why do you crawl over here?”

Hermione bit her lip nervously, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. Vernon chortled at her reaction, and Dudley just continued patting his thigh.

“Hurry up and get in,” Petunia barked. “We haven’t got all day.”

“Now, now, Petunia,” Vernon said sweetly. “I’m sure she’s coming. Or, she will be soon.” He laughed again, holding onto his gut with his meaty hand.

Hermione moved closer to the door. With Vernon’s girth filling so much of the available space, she was literally going to have to crawl across his gut to climb into the car. She moved her hands tentatively and placed them on Vernon’s thigh and leaned her head into the car.

Suddenly, Hermione let out a squeal of surprise as Vernon grabbed her arse and pulled her into the car. She fell forward, landing across the three men’s laps. Her face was right in Dudley’s crotch, and her breasts were mushed up against Harry’s thighs. Her legs were still dangling out of the car door, but Vernon folded them back and pulled the door closed.

“We’re all set,” Vernon announced cheerfully as he brazenly flipped Hermione’s skirt up. His hand found her panty-clad arse and started stroking her gently up and down.

Hermione’s face was beet red as she tried to sit up in a more dignified position, but Dudley held her back down as Petunia started to drive.

“It’s so good to see you again, Hermione,” Dudley sighed happily. “You know, the girls around us aren’t quite like you. None of them are as pretty or as generous as you are. It really made me think that we took you for granted the last time you visited. So, I didn’t want to waste any time in giving you a present to show just how much you’re appreciated around here.”

Hermione’s eyes were curious as they looked up at Dudley. “A present?”

“Yes,” Dudley nodded before sending a malicious smirk Harry’s way. “All you have to do is pull down my zipper and you’ll find it there waiting for you.”

Hermione’s eyes went wide as Vernon and Dudley laughed again. They were revelling in this, and the sly looks they kept sending Harry’s way told him that they loved the fact that they were doing this to his girlfriend right in front of him. They were so proud of themselves, and so proud that Hermione was willingly going along with this in front of her boyfriend.

If only they knew the truth that Harry loved this just as much as she did.

The sound of Dudley’s zipper rang out loudly in the silent car as Hermione slowly unzipped it. Once she had it down all the way, she reached inside and quickly grasped onto Dudley’s thick, long cock. She pulled it out slowly, her eyes glazing over as she fixated on it. 

Harry was always so impressed by how good Hermione’s acting was. She made it look like Dudley’s cock was her saving grace, like it was the only thing she ever wanted. The look in her eyes was magical, and Dudley bought it hook line and sinker.

“I’m sorry to have deprived you of my cock for so long,” Dudley said. “But I think we can make up for lost time, don’t you?”

Hermione just nodded her head slowly and subtly licked her lips.

“Harry,” Dudley said. “Be a good chap and hold Hermione’s hair back for her, would you?”

Vernon laughed and spanked Hermione’s arse, making her bounce in their laps and accidentally causing Dudley’s cockhead to poke her cheek.

“Okay,” Harry said in that same quiet voice from before.

He took his time collecting Hermione’s hair into his hands. Those soft brown locks were beautiful, and he took care to make sure that not a single strand would get in the way of her job.

Once he had them all well in hand, Dudley placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a hard squeeze. “Thanks, mate,” he grinned. “Now, why don’t you give your girlfriend a little encouragement. Let her know that this is okay for her to do.”

Harry hesitated. He could feel Vernon, Dudley, and even Petunia’s gazes on him as he looked down at his blushing girlfriend. His cock felt like it was going to explode in his trousers, and it didn’t help that Hermione’s belly kept rubbing against it. He wanted to tear off his clothes and fuck her too, but the torment of waiting was half the fun.

“It’s—” he began to speak in a quiet voice, only to be cut off by Vernon.

“Louder, boy,” Vernon snapped, punctuating his words with another firm smack against Hermione’s reddening arse.

Harry cleared his throat. “It’s okay, ‘Mione.”

“’Mione,” Dudley repeated teasingly. “Isn’t that just precious? Well, ‘Mione, why don’t you suck on something bigger than what your pathetic boyfriend can give you?”

A flash of eagerness crossed through Hermione’s eyes as she looked at Dudley’s cock. It was barely an inch from her pouty lips, and Dudley looked ready to burst at the seams.

“Well?” Vernon prodded her with another spank. He then grabbed her panties and literally tore them off of her body. The thin fabric shredded under his surprisingly strong pull, leaving her glistening pussy on display for him. “Are you going to be a good girl for us or not?”

“Sorry, Harry,” Hermione murmured quietly before she took Dudley’s cock into her mouth.

Dudley guffawed in Harry’s face as he stroked Hermione’s head. “Your own bloody girlfriend can’t resist me, Potter. And you’re not doing a damn thing about it. If you had any spine, you’d stop her, but you won’t. You’ll just hold her hair back for her while a real man gives her what she needs.”

Harry groaned as Hermione’s belly rubbed against his cock again. He swore that she was doing it purposefully now. He had already been ready to explode back on the train, and now all of this teasing was building him right back up to the edge.

“At least she’s got enough sense in her to let us treat her right,” Vernon grunted as he stuck a couple fingers in his mouth to wet them. Then, he jammed them deep into Hermione’s pussy, making her legs jostle in surprise. “For a girl who’s daft enough to date Potter of all people, it’s good that she knows her place with us.”

Hermione chose that moment to loudly slurp up her saliva that was dripping down Dudley’s cock.

“You know, I really did miss this,” Dudley sighed happily. “But what I missed more was my entire cock in your throat.”

There was no other warning as Dudley pushed Hermione’s head down onto his lap. Her eyes bugged out as Dudley’s thick cock slid into her throat. He pushed her all the way down until her lips reached the base of his shaft and she was gagging.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Dudley groaned. “Suck my cock.”

“Don’t let her make a mess on the seats,” Petunia called out from the front, glancing back in the rear-view mirror at the four of them. “Or she’ll be the one to clean it up.”

“Potter will do it,” Vernon replied as he shot Harry a look that told him this was final. He pulled his fingers out of Hermione’s pussy, showing off just how wet she was, and popped them into his mouth to lick them clean before going right back in. “It’s his girlfriend, so he can clean up any mess she leaves behind.”

“Brilliant idea,” Dudley nodded along eagerly. “You don’t mind, do you, Potter?”

Harry shook his head demurely, and the two men laughed in reply.

Hermione was bobbing her head up and down in Dudley’s lap freely as Harry watched on. She was sucking Dudley’s cock like a professional. Her cheeks were hollowed out as she applied the right amount of suction, and she seemed to have no trouble taking him into throat again and again. Dudley seemed to be enjoying himself so much that he stopped looking at Harry entirely and kept his gaze focused on Hermione instead.

Harry was so focused on watching her suck Dudley’s cock too that he didn’t notice what Vernon was doing until Hermione squealed. His head snapped round, and he saw three of Vernon’s fingers buried right in Hermione’s arsehole.

“I never did get a chance to try out this hole,” Vernon chuckled to himself as his other hand unzipped his trousers. “But I’m not going to miss out on my chance this time.”

It took a little careful manoeuvring, but Vernon eventually managed to sit up with his back against the door. He had to hunch forward to keep his head low enough, and he literally had to lift up his gut so that he could see his fat cock.

“Boy,” Vernon snapped at Harry. “Spread your girl’s arse cheeks apart for me.”

Harry felt like his breathing was about to stop with how turned on he was. He let go of Hermione’s hair carefully, so that none of it got in Dudley’s way, and grabbed onto Hermione’s arse. With her lying across his lap, her arse was just hanging off of his hip. He grabbed her full cheeks and spread them apart for Vernon.

“Give her a bit of spit too,” Vernon commanded.

Harry let a bit of saliva pool in his mouth and then spat it down right at Hermione’s arsehole. It winked at him as his spit coated the outside. 

Vernon groaned as he pushed his hips forward, putting his sweaty face right in front of Harry’s as his cock probed the entrance of Hermione’s arsehole. “Almost,” he groaned.

Suddenly, Vernon jerked his hips forward and Hermione cried out in pleasure around Dudley’s cock. Vernon sank all the way inside of her arsehole and then let go of his gut so that it could rest on Hermione’s lower back.

“How is she?” Dudley asked him.

“Fucking tight,” Vernon replied. “Petunia, why did you never let me try this with you?”

“Because it’s only something that whores would do,” she replied pointedly as she looked at her husband’s face in the rear-view mirror. 

Vernon chuckled. “I suppose it is.”

The car was quickly filled with sounds of Vernon’s grunting as he started to fuck Hermione. In the cramped space, he struggled to fuck her hard and fast like he wanted to, but he made do with rough, jerky movements. Each thrust made Hermione bounce on Harry’s lap, and it made her rub against his cock more and more. Even though she started to struggle to suck Dudley’s cock as smoothly as before, Dudley seemed to enjoy the sight of her trying to do her best while Vernon fucked her arse.

Hermione grabbed onto Harry’s arm for support as Vernon continued to pound into her, but that just made the man laugh.

“Hold her steady, boy,” he told Harry. His spittle struck Harry’s face, and his breath stank, but Harry followed through regardless. He grabbed Hermione’s far shoulder and helped to hold her so that she didn’t roll off of his lap.

“God, I’ve missed her mouth,” Dudley moaned as he pushed Hermione’s mouth back down on his cock. He made her deepthroat him and held her there for several seconds until, suddenly, he groaned loudly. 

Harry felt Hermione trying to swallow Dudley’s seed as he came down her throat. She was spluttering around his cock, needing air, but Dudley held her in place until he was finally finished. 

Hermione came up gasping for air with saliva dripping down onto her chin.

Dudley grinned at her. “It really is so good to see you again.”

Hermione smiled coyly at him like it was their own inside joke, but her lips parted as another moan escaped her lips when Vernon rammed deep into her arsehole.

“You help hold her steady too, Dudley,” Vernon called out. “We don’t want her to smack her head off the door and give herself brain damage.”

Dudley chuckled. “No, we don’t.”

Dudley turned his body slightly so that Hermione’s head was nestled against his belly and her face was pressed up against his cock. Every time Vernon thrust into her arse, her lips dragged along Dudley’s cock, gathering all of her saliva back into her mouth. He braced his hands against her shoulders so that she couldn’t hit him with her head too hard, but that didn’t stop Vernon from using every bit of torque he had to fuck her.

Hermione’s cries of pleasure grew louder and louder in time with Vernon’s grunts. He had the biggest grin on his lips as he fucked Hermione’s arsehole like he owned it. 

Harry felt himself growing closer and closer to the edge. Hermione’s body was rubbing against his cock faster and faster as Vernon maximised his pace, and he was struggling not to let on. Thankfully, Dudley and Vernon seemed too engrossed by the visual and physical pleasures that Hermione had to offer them.

“Yes, take it you good girl,” Vernon groaned. “Oh, fuck! I’m about to—!”

As Vernon rammed his cock as deep in Hermione’s arse as it could go, Harry felt himself explode in his pants too. It was blissful and perfect, and his gaze was met with Hermione’s smiling face when she felt the hot, wet stain in his trousers pressing against her belly.

This was looking to be the start of a beautiful summer vacation.

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The next morning, Harry awoke to the sounds of the cheap springs in his mattress creaking. He cracked open his eyes and saw Dudley standing at the edge of the bed with Hermione’s legs up on his shoulders as he pounded into her pussy. Hermione was covering her mouth, trying but failing to not let any sound escape. She was watching him as the sleep left his eyes and a noticeable tent formed under the blanket.

“Morning, Potter,” Dudley said cheerfully. “Figured I’d get the day started off right, you know?”

“Right,” Harry muttered meekly.

After a moment when Harry didn’t do anything, Dudley tsked at him. “I’m sure your girlfriend would like a good morning kiss.”

Harry leaned over Hermione’s head, watching as she bounced on the bed beneath him. She almost looked embarrassed as a moan escaped her lips, but then she gave him a happy smile when she saw the delightful look in his eyes. He hid it from Dudley, but he wanted her to know that he loved watching her get taken like this.

“Good morning,” Harry said sweetly to Hermione as he leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Dudley said to Harry mockingly. “A little kiss like that? Come on and give her something to remember you by, otherwise she might forget about you entirely with me around.”

Harry’s lips recaptured Hermione’s just as she let out another moan. He kissed her hard, with as much passion as he could muster. Her hands came up to grasp his head and her fingers ran through his hair as they kissed.

Then, suddenly, Dudley let out a low groan as he finished inside of Hermione’s pussy. Hermione kept Harry’s head in place and kissed him hard until Dudley was completely spent.

“I’ll be back after lunch,” Dudley told Hermione as he pulled out of her wet pussy and slipped his cock back into his trousers. “I expect you to be waiting for me in the living room then.”

As he left, Hermione spun around on the bed and showed Harry her red pussy. 

“I want you to cum on me,” she told Harry breathlessly.

Harry didn’t need to be told twice. He got onto his knees in between Hermione’s thighs and started masturbating as he watched Dudley’s cum slowly slide out of her pussy and down the curve of her arse. Hermione rubbed her clit with surprising ferocity as she watched Harry jack off.

In minutes, both of them were moaning as their orgasms hit.

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“You’d better not turn away, boy,” Vernon warned Harry as Hermione stroked his cock faster and faster.

Harry had no intention of doing any such thing, but he did his best to make himself seem reluctant as he refocused his gaze on his girlfriend. Her face and breasts were already covered in Dudley’s cum, and after he went out of the house, Vernon took his place. He’d wasted no time in fucking her pussy until he felt ready to finish, at which time he told Hermione to aim it wherever she wanted it. 

Naturally, she’d chosen to get marked on her face again. It was the perfect place to show off her devotion to Harry.

“I can’t imagine how pathetic you must feel watching us do this to your girlfriend day after day,” Vernon laughed to himself. “The fact that she enjoys it just makes it all the better.”

Hermione moaned in agreement and pumped Vernon’s cock more vigorously until—

Vernon groaned as a thick spurt of cum splattered across Hermione’s brow. The thick, white cum dripped down her cheeks as the next spurt hit her. After the next few, Vernon’s body started to flag, and Hermione was left to coax out the last few drops, leaving her face and breasts nicely coated in Dudley and Vernon’s cum.

Vernon stepped back and stuffed his cock back into his trousers, satisfied with the masterpiece before him. “You’d better not let any of that drip off or Petunia will be angry,” he told Hermione as he waddled off to go rest on the sofa, his usual spot after he’d had his fun with Hermione.

Hermione was beaming up at Harry as Vernon walked away. “Do I look pretty?” She asked him.

“Like an angel,” Harry grinned in reply.

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Harry was already lying naked on his bed when Hermione strode into the room, also naked, after her shower. Everyone else in the house was asleep thankfully, but Harry couldn’t. After watching Hermione get fucked all day by Dudley, Vernon, and Piers, who came running over the second Dudley finally told him that Hermione was back, Harry was rock hard and ready to burst.

It was impossible to understate just how much Harry loved his girlfriend. She was the most brilliant, caring, and gorgeous witch he’d ever met. The fact that she’d started fucking other men in front of him just to fulfil his fantasy proved that. Plus, the fact that she grew to enjoy it just as much as he did showed that they were meant to be together.

“Someone looks eager,” Hermione said teasingly as she closed the bedroom door behind her and leapt onto the bed. She crawled over Harry’s body, her skin still glistening with a few stray droplets of water.

“I am,” Harry nodded as he sucked in a deep breath. “I’ve been wanting this all day.”

“If you wanted it, you should have said something earlier,” Hermione told him kindly as she settled into position on his lap. Her swollen pussy was all nice and ready for him. She lifted her hips and angled his cock so that the head was pressed right up against her entrance. “We could have gone off on our own, or even stunned your relatives and had our own fun time.”

“We could have,” Harry agreed. “But I didn’t want to stop watching.”

Hermione smiled at him as she sank down onto his cock. After a day of waiting, her pussy felt beyond heavenly to him. Everything about it from its wetness to the way it moulded itself to the shape of his cock was unspeakable perfection. It felt right having her on him like this.

“Fuck,” Hermione moaned as she settled down on his lap, his cock fully engulfed by her pussy. “Your cock is just perfect. It’s big enough to stretch me out without making me too sore, and the feeling of fullness with you inside—”

“Stop,” Harry groaned. “Or I’m going to cum already.”

Hermione giggled and pressed her breasts against his chest as she whispered into his ear. “I thought that was what you wanted,” she said in a sultry tone that didn’t help his present situation one bit. “I thought you wanted to cum in me to get the release you so desperately need.”

“Not so soon,” Harry protested. He tried to tense his thighs to stop himself from cumming, but it was getting more difficult to maintain by the second.

“The night’s still young,” Hermione said soothingly. “You can cum in me over and over again until you’re satisfied. I know I’m close to cumming too. I feel so desired whenever you watch other men fuck me. You look at me like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world, and the lust in your eyes turns me on so much. I swear, sometimes just looking at you like that is enough to finish me off.”

Hermione’s pussy clenched down on Harry’s cock. “Hermione,” Harry moaned, feeling himself about to lose control.

“Enjoy,” she winked at him as she raised her hips halfway up his cock and slammed back down.

Harry cried out as he came inside of Hermione’s pussy. He felt like he was seeing stars, but he remained tethered to reality by the little kisses Hermione planted around his face.

“Let it all out,” Hermione cooed softly in his ear. “Because next, I want you to flip me over and fuck me until I’m screaming your name.”