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Smells Like Teen Spurts	By : Nastyzak Category: +G through L > Gravity Falls Views: 15483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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17. Getting the Kinks Out
One Sunday morning in spring at Pacifica’s place on the river Dipper woke up to familiar sensations. The first thing he was aware of was that he lay in Pacifica’s more-than-king-sized bed. The second was that he lay on his back, spreadeagled. The third was he couldn’t move his stretched-out arms or legs.
“He’s with us!” Wendy warned. “Morning, lover!”
“Why do you have to tie me down?” he asked. “It’s not like I’m gonna run away.”
“Mm, yeah,” Pacifica said, on all fours and straddling his leg. “But this way if we want to experiment, you can’t object.”
Tambry was snapping photos of his dick. Pacifica held a ruler against the base of it, and she steadied the tip so it just passed the ten-inch mark. “These are going to be anonymous,” she assured Dipper. “We just want to make some other girls jealous.”
Dipper tested, but both of his wrists wore cuffs with long chains that bound him to the wrought-iron bars in the headboard. And both his ankles were similarly bound to the footboard bars, though they had been angled to make him lie spread-eagled. “I’d do this without the shackles,” he said.
“It’s been a whole week,” Tambry pouted. “And I missed last weekend ‘cause Paz sent me out of town on business. It’s my turn to have the first drink.”
“Face it, Dip,” Wendy said, leaning over him so he could kiss and suck her nipples. “You got us all addicted to your cum. We have to have a dose at least once a week or we crash.”
Now Pacifica lay with her head even with his cock and she was stroking him off. Tambry put her camera aside. “This is gonna be quick,” she promised. “I need that hot cum in my mouth and tummy!”
“What can I do to help?” Wendy asked, snuggling next to Dipper.
Dipper nuzzled her tits. “Talk dirty,” he suggested. “Tell me what your girlfriends are doing.”
Wendy settled on her side, her left boob still pressed against his cheek. “I’m sorta wet, so I’m gonna finger myself while I give you the blow-by-blow, okay? All right, Pacifica’s lying on her stomach, with her nice bouncy butt showing and her knees are bent with the ankles crossed. She’s holding your dick steady. That’s Tambry’s dirty tongue you feel licking at the tip. Tambry’s pulling back, there’s a thick string of clear precum from the tip of your dick to the tip of her mouth, and there she goes for a selfie.”
“So many photos,” Dipper groaned.
“Shh. That was Pacifica who came in and licked your cock head while Tambry was putting up her phone. Now you feel both of them. Pacifica is on your left with her lips on your big purple flesh helmet, lower lip on the glans, upper one nearly at the slit, and that’s Tambry on the right, same position. Now they both move up, and they’re kissing each other while Tambry teases your cock with her fingers.”
“Hurry,” Dipper said. “Let’s do this because I’m gonna have to pee soon.”
“You heard the man, Tam,” Wendy said. “She gives me a thumbs-up. Now Tam’s on her knees and leaning forward. She’s got the whole tip in her mouth and she’s going down. What’s Paz doing? She’s moved to the other side of your legs. Now she’s laying on her back between Tambry’s legs and reaching up to grab her ass and pull her down to lick her pussy. That’s Paz smacking her lips you hear. And Tambry likes that, and now you can feel her starting to fuck your dick with her mouth.”
Dipper’s whole body stiffened. Wendy warned, “You’re getting him close, Tam! Reach down and cuddle his balls and put one finger in his asshole.”
“No, please!” Dipper said.
“He thinks it’s dirty, but I found out he likes it! Ooh, I see goosebumps on his thighs. He’s close, Tambry! Suck harder! Lots of tongue. Get ready for the big gulp.”
“Aggghh!” Dipper said, arching his back.
Tambry moved with him and he shot his first load into her mouth. It was no longer to be measured in half-cupfuls, but there was still a lot of white, pearly cum. Tambry was great at taking all of it, swallowing a bit and holding some on her tongue. When she was sure he had done his normal rhythm, big shot, big shot, smaller one, little spurt—she pulled back, lips closed and pursed.
“Please unlock the cuffs now,” Dipper pleaded. “I’ve got to pee and I don’t want to do it in the bed!”
“I got this,” Wendy said. While she climbed out of bed and found the key, Tambry and Pacifica were in a mouthlock, Pacifica drinking her share of his cum. Wendy unlocked his handcuffs and then the ankle cuffs. Tambry and Pacifica still lay across his legs, and when he tried to get out of bed, Tambry grabbed his knee.
“Please,” Dipper said. “I’ve got to go!”
“I wanna help,” Tambry said, licking he lips. “Paz, he’s gonna pee off the deck, okay?”
“Aim away from the flowers!” Paz ordered.
Wendy opened the sliding glass door, Dipper jumped up and ran out on the deck with Tambry running beside him, hanging onto his softening dick. Pacifica came out into the morning sun.
“Want a hot shower, Paz?” Tambry teased.
“No, thank you!” Pacifica said.
“Nobody ever does,” Tambry pouted. “Okay, Dipper, fire away!”
The bright yellow arc of pee shot out from the tall deck, splashing in the grass ten feet down and six feet from the deck posts.
“That’s like a firehose,” Pacifica said.
“Wait until the end,” Wendy told her.
And with Tambry squeezing, Dipper did his little trick, sending three quick jets to finish his session. “It’s like he’s cumming with pee,” Pacifica said. “Record distance, too!”
“Same muscles as when I cum,” Dipper complained. “Nothing weird about that.”
“Hey, Paz,” Tambry said, kneeling as Dipper turned and forcing him to lean back against the deck rail, “Have you ever peed off a high place?”
“Once on the fifty-first floor of the Hotel Pompadour in Paris, if that’s what you mean,” Pacifica said.
“No, not that, I mean out in nature! Squatting at the edge of like a cliff and sending it squirting out into the air. Long as the wind’s at your back. It feels great! We’ll take her camping, Wen!”
“We’ll all go,” Wendy said. “Dipper loves sleeping three in a bag.”
“What are you doing?” Dipper asked, though it was clear to everyone involve that Tambry was sucking his dick again.
“Just like the taste of your pee,” she said. “I don’t know that I’d care for a whole mouthful, but a little on my tongue is so hot.”
Pacifica complained, “Watching you suck our guy off got me all hot. Wendy want to come help me out? I’ve got two vibes with fresh batteries!”
“You two come with us,” Wendy said, grabbing Dipper’s arm.
“As soon as Tambry lets me take my dick out of her mouth,” Dipper said.
Tambry rose from her kneeling position, but kept her tongue against Dipper, wiping it up his stomach, across his right nipple, up his throat, and wound up kissing him on the lips. “Would you pee on me sometime?” she whispered in his ear. “Let me lay back with my fingers holding my pussy open and aim for it?”
“I . . . guess I could,” he said.
“Don’t tell them. They’d make fun of me. But I got a thing about pee.”
They went inside. Wendy and Pacifica had reclaimed the bed and were lovingly buzzing each other’s pussy with round-headed vibes. “Yow two help us out. Each of you, decide on a partner,” Pacifica said. “Use your fingers.”
Tambry stretched out and slipped three fingers inside Pacifica, while Dipper sat as Wendy swept her long right leg around, turning partly onto her back, so he could sit between her left leg, crooked on the bed, and her right, hooked over his neck. He leaned down and began to finger-fuck her pussy beneath the buzz of the vibe that was exciting her clit.
He had learned, and she had learned, that he really got her off when he was in position to put a thumb in her ass and his two middle fingers in her pussy. He did that now, feeling her shiver.
“No way you’re gonna beat me!” Pacifica said, changing the speed of the vibe she held on Wendy’s clit to “frantic.” “Faster, Tambry! I wanna cum now!”
Wendy’s asshole squeezed his thumb, her pussy squeezed his fingers, and she gasped as she twitched and squirted.
“Damn!” Pacifica said. “You bitch! You—aww, yeah, Tambry! Lick it up!” Releasing the vibe she held, Pacifica rolled on her back and locked her legs behind Tambry’s neck as the brunette slurped and sucked at her open pussy.
“You can take your thumb out now,” Wendy said with a smile. “Thanks, man. Let’s you and me go shower while these ladies finish their business with each other.”
As they quietly left, Dipper heard Tambry saying, “My turn, Paz! Now make me cum!”
Wendy soaped up Dipper and Dipper soaped up Wendy. “How are we going to handle Mabel?” Wendy asked. “She’s due next week for her spring break, right?”
“I think if Paz is interested enough in her that should take care of Mabel’s whole week,” Dipper said. “Mabel’s sleeping with her roommate now, but that girl, can’t remember her name, can’t come to the Falls with her. Anyhow, when there’s something new Mabel goes nuts. You know how she is—real enthusiastic until she burns out on whatever’s big at the moment. What are you doing?”
“Washing your dick,” Wendy said. “Tambry got it all slobbery. You can do my pussy and butt while I do this.”
So he began sudsing her sensitive areas. “Want to fuck around with Tam and Paz?” he whispered to her.
“Rather have you to myself,” she said. “We didn’t have the chance yesterday. But that’s selfish of me. I mean, most nights we got each other. What I don’t want is butt-fucking with a cheering squad. Matter of fact, that’s still uncomfortable to me, so if you don’t mind regular, dull pussy-fucking. . . .”
“Love it,” he said. “Want to show them our new trick?”
She soaped his balls and then further back. “I don’t know, man. How’s your back?”
“It’s fine,” he said. “I can do it.”
“We’ll see. Save it for later in the morning, though. I want you inside me, but when you pump a load in, I want it to be a full one!”
They rinsed and dried and then pulled on the soft, warm robes that Pacifica kept for her guests. They could hear Pacifica and Tambry moaning and yipping, so they bypassed the bedroom and went straight to the kitchen. Pacifica’s coffee maker was on a timer, and as they walked in, it started to gurgle.
Their bodies no longer demanded a massive protein-rich meal, so they settled for toast and cereal with fresh blueberries. As they ate, Wendy’s robe fell open. “Your boobs look tastier than the berries,” Dipper said with a grin.
Wendy shrugged, revealing both her breasts, with that fascinating pepper pattern of freckles across the tops of the swells and her sensitive nipples beginning to stiffen in the cooler air. “Thanks, man. Owe it all to you.”
“Mabel, though,” Dipper said. “I mean, if she could hook up with Paz and Tambry, that’d be great. How does Paz feel about her, though?”
“Likes her a lot,” Wendy said, a little frown on her face. “But she’s weirdly jealous. I think it’s ‘cause she’s attracted to both of you. Warn Mabel to watch out, ‘cause you know what a bitch Paz can be when she really wants something. I’ve told Mabel and told her that you don’t want to do anything sexy with your own sister—not eat her out or have her suck you off or God forbid, fuck her.”
“Or titty-fuck her or ass-fuck her,” Dipper added. “I don’t even want to watch Pacifica do her with that strap-on. It doesn’t make me hot, it just makes me feel nauseous.”
“The incest taboo,” Wendy said. “Mabel’s willing, but you’re not, and I’m fine with that. In other ways you two are really a whole lot alike. Except Mabel likes to take charge all the time unless it’s with Paz. She wants Pas to dominate when they’re making out.”
“I think because of their history,” Dipper said. “Mabel was always competing with Paz. Dance contest, miniature golf, stuff like that. She feels inferior, so . . . it helps her to think it’s because Paz is so dominant that Mabel has to give in, with no choice.”
“That’s deep, man. Hey, before the sun gets hot, let’s go out and lay on the deck. I can’t stay long, or I’ll be one big freckle, but I love the feel of the warm sun on my bare butt.”
They carried a couple of big beach towels out and spent a few minutes in the spring sun. It wasn’t exactly warm, but it wasn’t chilly, either. After only about twenty minutes, Wendy said, “I’ve turned over once, I don’t think I should lay out here any longer. My skin burns crazy easy.”
Dipper stood up and reached down a hand to help her up, and she reached up and took hold of his bobbing dick. “Hey!” he said, laughing.
“Hey yourself. You’re getting a hard-on, and I want to enjoy it. I think Tambry and Paz adjourned to the sauna, so we’re out here where it’s private, except anybody within about half a mile could see us. Only there’s not anybody around anywhere, so . . ..”
They stood pressed together and kissing and Wendy said, “Whoops!” and opened her thighs so his cock would have a place to go. It curved up and slapped against her pussy. “It’s like a homing pigeon,” she said softly. “It knows where it wants to go.”
“Let’s rehearse our trick,” Dipper said. “Turn around.”
“Be careful,” she warned. But she turned her back and bent, opening her knees while he slipped his dick into her. “There we go. Next?”
“Straighten up and let me get a grip. Don’t slip out!”
They both bent their knees, Wendy moving her feet farther apart. Then Dipper reached to hold her ass, straightened his knees, and lifted her. He slipped his hands to hold her upper thighs and stood, leaning back a little. “You’re flying,” he said in her ear.
“Whoa, you’re way stronger than you used to be,” Wendy said, giggling. “Okay, smart guy, can you bounce me and fuck me?”
“Can’t your pussy milk me?”
“Don’t fall, Dip, but try to take like three steps forward . . . there. Now I can rest my heels on the deck rail and help you out a little.” She wriggled her butt. “This feels good and all with the air on my clit, but really, I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
“Let’s fuck,” Dipper whispered into her ear. “Yeah, that’s the way. That’s my girl.”
“Mm, gonna reach down and play with my clit and tits,” she said. “You got me good?”
“I won’t let you fall.”
From the sliding door Tambry called, “You guys! What are you doing, girl?”
“I’m giving Dipper a flying fuck!” Wendy called over her shoulder. “Seriously, it’s great!”
Then Pacifica’s voice: “You had better not splatter all over my deck!”
“Then come and catch any spills!” Wendy said. “Better hurry, we’re both close!”
Dipper grunted as he came, and Wendy clenched down on his dick. “Aw, that’s my Big Dipper!”
“Jeeze, you’re gushing!” Tambry said. She had pulled the beach towels over and knelt with cupped hands to catch the spillage. Pacifica joined her and lent a hand.
“Look out,” Dipper said. “Wendy’s coming down.” He set her down, his face red with exertion.
Tambry held her hands out. “Want a taste, Wendy?”
“Me first! I didn’t get much!” Pacifica protested.
“You keep that,” Wendy told Tambry. “I’ll clean Dipper up.” She bent from the waist so suck his softening cock, lapping up strings of cum.
“You,” said Pacifica, kneeling behind Wendy, “are still dripping. I guess I’ll have to clean you.”
Dipper heard the blonde girl lapping at Wendy’s cunt. Then Wendy gave a little start. “Hey, that’s my asshole!”
“It’s a little drippy, too!” Pacifica called back.
Tambry, watching all this, was sucking her spunky fingers. “Omigawd,” she said with the widest grin. “We are such fuckin’ perverts!”
“What if we are? I like it this way,” Pacifica said, standing and wiping her lips. Wendy straightened up, too, and the two girls kissed.
Dipper smiled, but his back was really aching a little, and he went to work out the kinks in the hot tub.
The only problem with that was the three girls followed him a little later and added more kinks.
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