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Love Essentially	By : Jayrich Category: +G through L > Gravity Falls Views: 13506 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Gravity Falls nor the characters who appear on the show, and I make no money from this. But I am a part-time Lawn Gnome...

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Love Essentially

“There, you see? That’s where the strange markings were!”
A male FBI Investigator pointed down at a group of foreign symbols on the ground as his female partner stooped down to examine them closer. “But these markings could mean anything, Stalker.”
“No, they’re aliens, Molly!” Agent Stalker argued. “I can feel it.”
“You can’t prove that.” She debated. “They could be anything, even a prank caused by the kids around here…like those over there!”
She pointed to a group of kids just outside of the woods they were in, pointing and laughing at them as they sat at a picnic table. Still, Stalker remained vigilant. “They don’t know, they’re blind just like you are. But soon they will learn just like me…that the Truth, is in the air.”
“We’ll return to this episode of Crossed Out Documents after these messages.”
“Aw come on!”
Dipper lamented over being forced to endure ads before viewing the rest of his show. It was the only thing of interest keeping him awake at the Mystery Shack. He also felt a connection with Agent Stalker, as his search for knowledge of the truth echoed Dipper’s hunger for supernatural information within Gravity Falls. As he continued to wait through an ad for Fish Sticks, he noticed Soos coming up to the front counter.
“Watching Crossed Out Documents again, huh?” He inquired. “You know they’re making a movie about it.”
“Yeah, heard it’s coming out next year.” Dipper replied.
“Yeah, and you know what else?” Soos added. “Those two agents; totally do it.”
Dipper cocked an eyebrow over that revelation made by his friend. “No way! They’re partners! They gotta keep it professional.”
“I heard it, dude.” Soos countered. “They totally hook up. Hey, where’s your sister?”
Before Dipper could answer that question, Mabel did it herself, busting through the Mystery Shack entrance in her usual energetic way. “WOOHOO, 176!!!”
“Uh, come again?” Dipper responded.
“THAT’S how many pieces of bubble gum it took to fly Waddles over the Mystery Shack.” Wendy clarified as she walked in behind Mabel.
“Whoa!” Soos responded. “This I gotta see!”
“Hey, he’s still floating right now.” She said, motioning to the window. Soos quickly rushed over to see that indeed she was right; Mabel’s beloved pet was several feet off the ground thanks to numerous pieces of inflated bubblegum attached to his back. Several townspeople noticed this event, including local law enforcement as they drove by.
“Oh come on, Sheriff! When ya gonna let me drive the squad car?” Deputy Durland asked.
“When the instance of pigs flying occurs, Deputy!” Sheriff Blubs replied, right before noticing a levitated Waddles. “Well, steering and braking can be tiring work, anyway. Go ahead.”
Blubs leaned back in his driver’s seat as the excited Durland took hold off the wheel, veering the car in & out of lanes as they drove on by the Mystery Shack.
“He’s so cute when he’s airborne.” Mabel commented. “So any word from Grunkle Stan?”
“Not yet.” The handyman replied. “Still off on his cruise with Operation: Bag an Old Hag. Meaning Dipper’s still in charge.”
Dipper pressed the cash-out button on the register, opening the drawer to reveal two flies escaping and a small ball of lint. “Good thing it’s during the slow period. Grunkle Stan won’t expect a huge income.”
“Yep, and I can just kick back & relax.” Wendy added as she leaned against the counter.
Just then, a low rumbling sound crossed their ears. Dipper reached into his back pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Pressing the display screen, he saw it light up with an image of a young woman with purple hair, and a pink streak through her bangs.
“Dipper’s got a girlfriend, Dipper’s got a girlfriend!” Mabel sung.
“Knock it off, Mabel!” Her brother ordered. “She’s just a pen pal; we share information about supernatural discoveries!”
“Dude, I’d just go with she’s your girlfriend.” Soos suggested.
Wendy leaned over and examined the girl’s face on the screen. “She looks cute, and friendly. Nice hairstyle.”
Suddenly, Mabel caught the attention of Wendy & Soos, as her eyebrows shot up and her eyes darted around. “My Candy Sense is Tingling.” Like a madwoman she made a beeline towards the backdoor of the Mystery Shack, as Dipper replied to the text her friend sent to him. Reaching her destination, she swung the door open only to see nothing there, until she looked down. There, on Grunkle Stan’s “SCRAM!” welcome mat was a heart-shaped box of chocolates. Grinning madly, Mabel picked them up and brought them back into the Mystery Shack, placing them on the table.
“Hey, someone sent me chocolates!” Mabel proclaimed. “Word of my cuteness continues to spread!”
“But, only Mom & Dad know we’re here.” Dipper reminded his twin.
“Oh right, it is Valentine’s Day.” Wendy remarked. “Guess the lack of cutesy decorations can really make a girl forget.”
“Dude, look.” Soos chimed in, pointing to a tag on the box. “It’s not just for Mabel, the candy’s for both of you.”
His inquisitive nature kicking in, Dipper grabbed the card along with the lid of the box. Indeed the chocolates were addressed to both twins, but the message on the box was even more intriguing to him. “For your FRIENDS, not you. But who would send us chocolates just so we could give them to friends. Mabel?”
“Nomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom!” Dipper expressed a deadpan look as he saw his sister chomping down on almost half the contents of the box. She halted her mighty mouth once she noticed all eyes were on her. “I have a problem…”
“Uh-huh.” Dipper said, pulling the box away. “Well, anyone else want some?”
“Sure, I’ll take a bite…” Soos said, slowly reaching for a piece in the box. His hand crept closer and closer to the cocoa treat, nearing its perfect chocolately glaze until it was a mere inch away…and he stop. “Oh dude I just remembered, I gotta cut down since I’m going on that show next week!”
“You’re going on a TV show?” Dipper asked.
“Yeah, it’s called ‘For Pete’s Sake, Lose Some Weight!’ I’m trying to get rid of the ol’ keg here.”
“Good for you.” Dipper told him, before passing the box over to his left. “Wendy?”
“Sure.” Grabbing two pieces, she tossed each in the air catching them in her mouth and munching down on them. As she swallowed the delicious treats, a quick pink flash went past her eyes, unnoticed by the others in the room. She then turned back to the young explorer and smiled warmly at him. “Whoa, you been working out, Dipper?”
Shocked to hear such a comment from his crush, Dipper chuckled nervously as he face turn a shade of red. “Well, you know…been helping out Soos…and Grunkle Stan…”
“Better watch it, Dipper.” Mabel teased. “Your pen pal my get angry.”
“Knock it off!” He growled at her. “It’s still strange that we’d get chocolate here, and the card doesn’t say where it comes from…”
Suddenly, the door to the Mystery Shack swung open. Dipper positioned himself behind the register, expecting to help one of the few customers who had come in today. “Welcome to the Mystery Shack, where our motto is ‘No Money Back.’”
It annoyed Dipper to use his great uncle’s catchphrase but orders were orders. However, that indignity would immediately be forgotten as he laid eyes upon the customer. With a blonde pompadour and a diminutive & stocky stature, he stood in the doorway confidently with his arms folded. And upon sight Dipper instantly know who he was.
“Gideon!” The twins said in unison.
“Greetings & Salutations, my fellow salesmen.” Gideon replied. “Such a brisk, crisp day we’re having, isn’t it? Almost perfect considering this is the day of love.”
“Yeah, well I’m gonna love putting my fist—“
“Whoa, dude!” Soos chimed in. “Remember, no violence in the store. Stan’s still paying off that lawsuit from that riot he started.”
“Oh yeah!” Mabel remembered. “That was the best 10% off Thanksgiving ever. But you’re still…”
Mabel’s voice trailed off as she found herself becoming lost in Gideon’s eyes. She slumped forward and grinned widely as a soft giggle left her lips. “…the most adorable, lovable boy I’ve ever seen!”
“Now Mabel, there’s not need to use such language—wait, I am!?”
“HE IS!?!?” Dipper & Soos repeated in unison.
“Well…of course I am!” Gideon replied, quickly recovering. “I knew it would only be a short matter of time before beauty like you recognizes beauty like me!”
“Mabel, have you been eating that Japanese candy again?” Dipper asked.
“The only candy I see here is my little buttercup.” She replied, playfully tapping her finger on Gideon’s nose to his delight. Dipper’s jaw dropped upon sight of this; they both remember Gideon’s actions to rule the town and drive out their uncle mercilessly with his giant robot, but now Mabel was head over heels for their arch-enemy.
“Mabel, you DO know who he is, right!?” Dipper reminded her.
“Of course I do, silly! He’s the most handsome man that’s ever crossed my field of vision.” She swooned, wrapping her arms around him as the pompadour’d “psychic” stood triumphantly.
“Even more handsome than Boyz Crazy?” Soos asked, to which Mabel responded…
“Who?”
“OK, something’s wrong!” Dipper deduced. “What did you do, Gideon? Spike the candy, made some twisted deal, used some kind of hypno-ray!?”
“Oh come now, Dipper. Such harsh allegations!” He responded. “I would never stoop to such a disgraceful and sinister level; besides, they charged to much for shipping with the ray. No, I’m afraid your dear sister is with me by her own volition…as much as it may pain you to see.”
At that moment, Dipper’s heart wanted to beat Gideon through the floor of the Mystery Shack. But he opted for a more logical course of action. “Soos, watch the store; and Gideon!”
“Sure, dude.” Soos replied as the concerned twin rushed passed him into the back room. He dashed up the two flights of stairs within the cabin until he reached his room in the attic, shared with Mabel. It was there that he spotted the object of his desire…the Journal. Grabbing it from off his bed, he flipped through its pages frantically; looking for any information on what could be influencing his sister’s current state.
“OK, my sister’s inexplicably fallen in love with a devious manipulative criminal mastermind.” He said to himself. “Obviously there’s got to be some artifact or spell making this happen. Come on, where is it…”
He scanned the pages as fast as he could, hoping for any sign or hint that would validate his sister’s actions so he could save her. But as he reached the back cover, he was just as clueless as when he first picked up the Journal.
“Nothing…nothing!”
“Driver!”
The sound of Gideon’s shrill yelling drew Dipper’s attention as he rushed over to the window of the attic. There, he spotted his pompadour-wearing foe with his arm around Mabel, slowly climbing into a white stretch limo. Once inside, he closed the door and pointed down the road as Mabel continued to cuddle with him. The limo then pulled off as Dipper rushed down the stairs, hearing the sound of mad cackling as he neared the bottom floor. Rushing back into the Mystery Shack, he spotted the source of the insane laughter…Soos pressing down on several of the cackling skulls from the Summerween Superstore.
“SOOS!”
Spotted by Dipper, the employee dropped his head in shame. “I’m sorry bro, he knew my weakness.”
“This is great!” Dipper said to himself. “My sister for some crazy reason has just run off with my arch-enemy on Valentine’s Day, and I have no idea where they went.”
“Oh, they went to the Under the Sea Restaurant.” Soos revealed. “I remember Gideon saying he wanted to commemorate where they first met.”
“Then what are we waiting for!?” Dipper asked. He got his answer in the form of a mad cackle, as Soos continued his fun with the Summerween skulls. Walking over to them, Dipper pulled them away from Soos’ reach, snapping him out of it.
“Right dude, let’s go!”
Refocused, Soos led the charge out of the Mystery Shack. Dipper was right on his tail, until he ran into a roadblock that knocked him on his tail, looking up he saw that the roadblock was Wendy. “Hey, looking sharp there, Dipper.”
“Wendy!” He said, getting back to his feet. “Yeah, thanks…look, I gotta—!”
“What’s the hurry?” She interrupted, leaning against the door. “I was thinking we could…hang out.”
Hang out; the two words Dipper loves to hear come from her lips. To him it signaled she wanted to spend time with him, and it meant he had an opening to bridge the expanding gap between friends and lovers. But now couldn’t have been a worse time, as he still remembered the trance his sister was under.
“I-I…I can’t.” He reluctantly replied. “I gotta find Mabel. I think she’s under Gideon’s control and—!”
“Dude, no problem.” Wendy said, interrupting him again. “We can use Soos’ pickup.”
She dangled the keys in front of Dipper before opening the door, leading the twin over to the vehicle. As they climbed in, Dipper could only think about how much she loved her even more for helping him out through this crisis. They both closed their doors as Wendy pulled off from her parking spot and down the road. Just then, Dipper’s phone began to ring, and he checked the display to see it was his pen pal.
“Not a good time.” He said to himself as he typed his reply. “Can’t talk. Need to save sister from mysterious mind control.”
He sent the reply and was about to shut off his phone when he saw her reply. “What could’ve caused it?”
“Valentine’s…chocolate.” He answered. Again his thumb was about to press down on the power button, when he received another reply.
“DON’T EAT THE CHOCOLATE!!!”
“WAAUUGH!!!”
He almost dropped his phone from the shock of seeing that message in capital & bold print. But as he regained hold of his phone, he saw she added more to her message. “Don’t eat it, and don’t let anyone else eat it. The chocolate could have magical properties that influence the mind in shocking ways…”
“…magical chocolate?” Dipper repeated to himself. “That’s gotta be the most insane…” He stopped himself in mid-sentence as flashes of his past adventures in Gravity Falls began to run through his mind; most of them far more ludicrous than what was just mentioned to him in the last text message. “OK, we gotta find Mabel! Wendy, are we—!”
Again, Dipper stopped short of completing his sentence when he discovered he wasn’t at the restaurant, but Look-Out Point; the same spot where he helped Wendy break up with Robbie. “Beautiful spot, huh?”
“Yeah, it is…” Dipper agreed, growing wary of Wendy. “But we’re supposed to be at the restaurant.”
“Yeah…but what I’m hungry for, I have right here.” She said, turning to Dipper with a seductive smile and bedroom eyes.
“Uh, Wendy? Just how much of the chocolate did you eat back at the Mystery Shack?”
Wendy answered by pointing behind her in the backseat, where Dipper saw an empty box of chocolates, and wrapping paper strewn everywhere. “That’s what I was afraid of. Wendy, we need—MMMPPHH!!!”
Her lips smothered the rest of his sentence as she became aggressive, climbing over to the passenger side and straddling his lap. He could feel her tongue invade his mouth as her hands caressed his head lovingly. All he could see was red hair and the passion in her eyes, and it was enough for him to become lost as well. His hands clung to her hips as he leaned back, letting her have full control. She could feel his erection rising within his pants, and began to grind against it, wanting to draw it out more. Dipper’s dream was coming true; he had Wendy all alone to himself. No Robbie with his jerk antics, no Soos with his clinginess, no Grunkle Stan with his money-making schemes, no Mabel…
…No Mabel.
And with that, Dipper performed the hardest task he ever had to in his young life, pushing his hot red-head crush away from his lips. “We can’t do this!” He said, his logic desperately fighting against all instinct to continue. “As much as your lips feel like nirvana…we can’t do this!”
“But I want to, Dipper.” She said longingly. “And I know you do, too.”
“Oh, you have no idea—WAIT! We can’t do this!” He repeated. “Mabel needs my help! She needs our help!”
“Mabel will be fine.” She reassured him, leaning in for another kiss. It took all of Dipper’s willpower to raise his arm, blocking her lips from his.
“Wendy…we can’t! I have to go save my sister!”
“But Dipper, I love you!”
That moment was like a steamroller hit him at Mach 3. He knew she was under the influence of the chocolate, he knew she probably wouldn’t even remember all of this the next day, but to here those words finally leave her lips and be directed at him…and to know he couldn’t act upon it…was still crushing. But Mabel was still in danger, and Dipper shook off that feeling to formulate a plan of escape.
“Well, if you really love me, you’d wait for me, right?” Dipper asked.
“I’d wait forever…” She cooed.
“OK, then how about I go get something real special to make this moment last?” Dipper offered.
Completely entranced by Dipper, Wendy immediately nodded her head. “That sounds so cool.”
“OK!” HE said, opening the car door and slowly climbing out. “Now I’ll be right back, you just stay here.”
She blew a kiss at him that crumbled his heart even further as he closed the door. That heartbreak was immediately channeled into rage though, as he began to name the body parts he would annihilate on Gideon to himself. “His nose, his teeth, his lips, his arms, his ankles…”

“Dude, this is Soos! Come in!”
The huge & lovable handyman of the Mystery Shack tried to contact his friend as he took cover behind a parked SUV, just across the street from the Under The Sea Restaurant, known as the most lavish eatery in Gravity Falls. “I’ve traced Gideon & Mabel to Under the Sea. Can you read me?”
“Barn-Jigit! You should know ya never get good reception like that!”
Looking behind him, Soos spotted the local kook of Gravity Falls standing behind him, Old Man McGucket. “For one, ya talkin’ to a Muffin.” Soos looked down into his hand to see that indeed the old man was right. “And secondly, everybody knows ya can’t get 4G service on a muffin in this area. AH-HEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!”
“Wait, if this is a muffin, where’s my walkie-talkie?” Soos asked, before hearing his answer off in the distance.
“Oww! This muffin tastes awful, and it only gets 3G!”
“Soos!”
The handyman’s attention was turned as he spotted Dipper rushing towards him, out of breath. “Dude, what took you so long?”
“Long…story.” Dipper huffed. “Are they…in there?”
Soos nodded. “Been in there for 20 minutes, and I heard some strange stuff happening from inside.”
“Oh no…” Dipper feared the worse, that Gideon could be using Mabel’s affection towards him for evil, turning her into some maniacal cute weapon for his control. “Let’s go.”
With unwavering focus and determination, Dipper led Soos across the street and up to the door of Under The Sea. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled and kicked open the door, barging in. “Alright Gideon, let go of my sister and…this is not what I was expecting.”
And Dipper was right. The sight before him was the last thing he ever expected from this situation, but it was right in front of him; Gideon cowering under a table, shielding himself with a dinner tray from Mabel, who was in a love-crazed state that made Wendy seem like her normal self. The rest of the restaurant looked as if a hurricane ran through the interior, and vaunted waiter Jean-Luc was left dangling from the chandelier on the ceiling.
“OHH-LALA!!!”
Until said chandelier came crashing down to the floor.
“DIPPER! Thank the faiths you’re here!” Gideon praised. “I know we’ve had our differences in the past, and we’re not exactly on the best of terms but…PLEASE GET YOUR CRAZY SISTER AWAY FROM ME!!!”
“Dude, I think this just gave me irony bingo!” Soos realized, pulling out his bingo card. “Nope, still missing Mr. Pines starting a non-profit organization.”
“Mabel!” Dipper moved in and grabbed hold of his sister, restraining her as Gideon cautiously came out from under the table.
“My sincerest gratitude, Dipper.” He said, taking a napkin to wipe his forehead. “I shall remember this act of kindness in the future when I crush your uncle’s business into the ground.”
Hearing those words, Dipper decided to loosen his grip on his twin sister, causing her to lunge at the now frightened Gideon even more. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!”
“Whoa!” Soos exclaimed, catching up to Dipper. “Did Mabel eat that Japanese candy again?”
“No, she’s under the spell of the chocolate we got earlier.” Dipper explained.
“I must have my glorious Gideon!” Mabel declared in her love craze.
“Keep her away from me!” Gideon cried. “This is not the Mabel Pines I remember!”
“I don’t know Gideon…” Dipper said slyly. “I can’t control her when she’s like this. I can feel my fingers slipping.”
“That’s it!” Gideon shouted, scrambling towards the door. “Your family and your business are not worth the trouble! Get me outta here!” Sprinting through the door, he continued his frantic pace down to street, leaving a victorious Dipper and a forlorn Mabel.
“GIDEON! COME BACK!!!”
“Whoa, looks like she’s really lost it.” Soos noted.
“Tell me about it.” Dipper agreed. “It could take some time before our Mabel comes back to us. Maybe psychological treatment, perhaps even hypnotic—!”
“SPRINKLES!!!”
And with tremendous force she broke free from Dipper’s grasp, diving into a barrel filled with candy sprinkles. After a few moments, she emerged from the barrel, face covered with the very treat she excitedly devoured. “Two questions; where am I, and am I still unquestionably adorable? PFFT! Never mind; I KNOW the answer to the second one.”

The moon shone high over the forest town, and the stars twinkled brightly, illuminating the sky. It gave assistance to the flickering flood light outside of Stan’s log cabin, where his great niece and nephew stood outside near the dumpster, holding the empty box of chocolates that caused all this trouble.
“Some Valentine’s Day, huh?” Dipper remarked.
“Eh, could’ve been worst.” Mabel replied. “At least I scared off Gideon by making him think I was crazed & love-sick.”
“True…” Dipper admitted.
“Plus…” She held up a clear plastic bag filled with the sprinkles she ate from earlier. “…I got a surplus.”
Dipper shook his head. “Your amazing candy healing powers continue to astound me.”
“I know not of how they work, I just know they do.” Mabel mused, before giggling. “So where’d you find the box?”
“Soos’ truck.” Dipper revealed. “With her long gone…and possibly my last shot at being with her.”
Mabel could see the sadness on her brother’s face, and decided to dispense some sisterly advice. “Dipper, if you love someone, you should set them free. And if they come back to you, then hold them tighter so they won’t get away like last time.”
Before her brother could question the validity of her revamped advice, Mabel decided to call it a night. “Well, time for me to hit the hay!” And she proceeded to do so by slapping a nearby bale of hay, before giggling and rushing off inside the Mystery Shack, leaving Dipper to his own thoughts.
“Wish I’d gotten your unwavering positivity…” He said to himself as he tossed the empty box into the dumpster. The evening air did little to brighten his mood as he slowly shuffled back into the shack, closing the door behind him. From there, he made his way over towards Stan’s E-Z-Chair and plopped himself down in it. Grabbing the remote off the armrest, he turned on the TV in front of him, looking to lose himself in an episode of Crossed Out Documents.
“Don’t bother, there’s nothing on.”
“GUHH!!!”
Startled again, Dipper fumbled with the remote until he was able to secure it with both hands. He then looked up to see the source of the voice leaning over him from behind the chair…Wendy.
“Wait, you’re here!? But I thought—!”
“My dad brought his date home to show her his Axe Collection.” She explained. “So I thought I’d hang out here for the night.”
“Oh!” Dipper replied in shock. “…Cool!”
“Hey, about earlier…a lot of weird stuff was happening, wasn’t it?” She asked.
At that moment Dipper thought about revealing the power of the chocolate to her, but he knew it wasn’t likely that she would believe him. Besides, their time had passed. “Yeah…but everything should be good, now. No more weirdness.”
“Huh, cool.” She responded, nodding her head. “So…wanna fuck?”
“Actually, it’s getting late. I might just…WHAA—MMMPPHH!!!”
Again, Dipper felt the taste of her lips against his as his mind steady tried to process the words she just spoke. It felt just like it did in Soos’ truck, only better since Stan’s chair provided more cushion. She slowly made her way around to him, straddling his lap like last time as she climbed into the chair with him. She held his head lovingly as his arms wrapped around her waist. Everything about the moment was perfect, her look, the lighting, the smell of chocolate…she was still under the influence. Guilt began to wash over the young man as he began to push her away, until some familiar words rang through his head.
“If they come back…hold on tighter…never let go…Sprinkles are nature’s ambrosia!”
His sister’s words echoed in his mind loudly, pausing his actions and causing Wendy to break their kiss. And in that moment of thought, Dipper came to a realization that his sister was right.
“Uh, Dipper?”
The young man enthusiastically pulled the redhead closer, smashing his lips into hers as he embraced her tightly. His actions were a surprise to Wendy as she broke away, but a pleasant one. “Whoa, what got into you?”
“Don’t know…” He answered. “…but something’s gonna get into you.”
“Heh, smooth kid…” She said, before her lips met his once more.
They exchanged pecks on the lips as Wendy began to unbutton her flannel shirt, opening it fully to show her perky breasts on display. Upon sight, Dipper’s jaw dropped open in awe; speechless over the very sight in front of him that he imagined ever since he met his crush. Luckily words weren’t needed at the moment as Wendy smirked and used her finger to lift his head back towards her, drawing his lips to hers again as she pushed up his t-shirt, exposing his bare chest.
Soon, Wendy began working her way downward. With a sexy smirk still adorned on her face she slowly climbed off Dipper’s lap and out of the chair. Her hands then went to work on unbuckling the young man’s slacks, as he watched intensively but motionless. Once undone, she tugged down his pants and briefs, revealing his hardening manhood.
“Well, you certainly aren’t little where it counts…” She quipped, which made the young man feel even better about himself. It only took a few strokes from her hand to have ‘little dipper’ standing at attention, but once it was, Wendy made no hesitation as she took his cock into her mouth. She moaned joyfully as her tongue thrashed around Dipper’s shaft, causing the young man to sink deeper into his uncle’s E-Z-Chair; his fingers digging into the fabric on the armrests. He could only see Wendy’s gorgeous mane bobbing up and down, backlit by the TV in the background.
She took his cock out and began to lovingly lick the shaft up & down, from base to tip; her tongue sending goosebumps throughout Dipper’s body. “Someone’s loving this, aren’t they?” She commented.
“Oh god yes.” Dipper promptly replied.
She grinned deviously. “Just wait, it gets better.”
Before he could question how, he felt his manhood swallowed by the redhead again, this time all the way to the hilt. She caressed her own breast as she forced his cock deep down her throat, not even showing a hint of having a gag reflex. Her mouth was so warm, and her tongue went nuts against Dipper’s shaft, bringing the young man toward peak hardness. His cock began to throb in her mouth, causing Wendy to withdraw it as she grinned.
Standing back up to her feet, she let her jeans drop down to her ankles, revealing a pair of pink panties that were quickly discarded with as well. Dipper now laid his eyes on a nearly naked Wendy, save for her flannel shirt, as she started climbing back onto his lap. She gripped his manhood once more, bringing the tip to her vagina lips before letting it slip inside of her pussy.
“Oh man, that feels good.” She declared, her hips beginning to move up and down. “Been a while since I’ve had the real thing inside me. Robbie’s always been a quick finisher, Stoney was always too stoned to do it, and Eli wanted to cuddle all the time.”
She moaned again, her breasts now nearly covering Dipper’s face as she grinded against him. Her wrapped around the back of his head as she held him close. She was starting to lose herself with his cock inside of her. “Mike was too much of a jock, and Nate didn’t even bother moving most of the time. To be honest…you might be the best lay I’ve had. You enjoying it, Dipper?”
She looked down expecting to see a content face of agreement, but what she saw was the young man grimacing, desperately trying not to blow his load at the moment. “So good…gonna cum…”
“Whoa, whoa, not yet!” She told him, not wanting this to end. “Kinda forgot that this is your first time. Look, hold out for me and I’ll make it worth your while.”
She punctuated that request by placing her lips to his, and invading his mouth with her tongue. It was the motivation that the young man needed as he fought the urge to ejaculate, moving his hips to force himself deeper into her snatch. “That’s it, Dipper. Hold on…give it to me”
He leaned back further in the E-Z-Chair, nearly becoming horizontal as Wendy continued to ride his cock. The TV wasn’t even in his sight now, as his eyes examined everything in front of him. Wendy’s breasts, jiggling in rhythm. Her hair swaying around his face, almost framing it, and her eyes gazing down at his as her face went flush. She grinned down at him, before kissing him again; her body language urging him on, cheering him to keep his pace up, to extend this moment of ecstasy for as long as they both could. As she broke away though, she saw that Dipper didn’t have much left in him.
“Wendy…can’t…keep up…”
“It’s cool, let it go.” She told him.
“Wait…but…I’ll…”
She silenced his protest with her lips, and also triggered his climax as he shot his jizz deep inside the hot redhead. Their bodies began to wind down, as Wendy nearly collapsed on top of Dipper. Both of them remained silent for the moment, trying to catch their breath as the sound of Agents Stalker & Molly bickering in the background crossed their ears.
“Wendy…did I just—!”
“It’s cool, dude.” She told him, looking down into his eyes. “I’m on the pill, precautionary measures and all that.”
And for the second time that day, Dipper found himself speechless. Though within this moment it wasn’t nearly as bad. This would clearly go down as the most eventful Valentine’s Day in his young life, with emotional turbulence mimicking a roller coaster. But at that moment, as he reflected on the events that led him to this moment, he could only smile, happy with the result.
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