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Changes for the pleasure	By : Volkodlac Category: +G through L > Gravity Falls Views: 28692 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Like your first time all over again. Or so I’m told. It’s the only dick I’ve ever had so I have nothing else to compare it to.”

Pacifica smirked, look Wendy right in her eyes as she walked in front of her and over onto the other side of Dipper. It wasn’t until Pacifica had sat down on the hood of Dippers car that Wendy noticed Dippers reaction, or lack thereof. It was one thing when Dipper acted like rubbing his hard on into her wasn’t a big deal, but him acting like just having fucked Wendy’s brains out on the hood of his car wasn’t a big deal should have been impossible.

And yet there he was just smiling at Pacifica, as if this was a regular thing for him. But Pacifica was smiling back, not the evil smirk she gave Wendy, but a loving and genuine smile. What they said and did next broke all logic for Wendy.

Pacifica: “Hey baby, I’ve missed you. But I can see you’ve been preoccupied.”

Dipper: “Honey, you know I miss you every second we’re apart.”

Then they kissed each other, the same loving simple kiss Dipper just shared with Wendy.

After they broke apart from their kiss Dipper turned to Wendy, he saw the confused and worried look in her eyes. Dipper grabs Wendy’s hands and looks her straight in her eyes, telling her that it’s going to be a lot to take in but he can explain everything. As Dipper was doing this an older bald man with a bulbous nose and a big bushy mustache started walking around and picking up Wendy’s cloths.

She couldn’t even remember when she had got completely naked. But in her rush to cover up herself from both Pacifica and the butler, she didn’t notice that she wasn’t given her panties. Wendy didn’t have time to think about it though as she jumped into her jeans and quickly pulled her shirt on, she didn’t even put on her sock, just slipped her boots right back on. Wendy could only imagine the mess she must have looked like. Blush red face, sweaty, hair wild and sticking to the front of her face, clothes all disheveled and crocked, and she didn’t even want to think about how she smelled.

Dipper stood up from the hood of the car and lead Wendy by hand to the limo that had apparently been parked behind them for a while. Pacifica followed behind them while the butler rushed to get the door for them, as they got in Pacifica whispered something to the butler before getting in. After Wendy had got in the limo she sat across from Dipper and Pacifica, still confused about what the hell was going on.

Dipper turned to a small mini fridge and grabbed two water bottles, he hands one to Wendy and starts chugging the other. As Wendy opened her water and started taking sips from it, and as she did Pacifica stood up and moved to sit next to her. As Pacifica sat she placed a hand on Wendy’s knee and looks her in the eyes as she started talking.

“I suppose you have some questions so let me just say this. Dipper and I are dating and we do love each other very much, but I also know that he loves you too. And I’m perfectly fine with you being in a relationship with us, and I’m ok with sharing him.”

Wendy hadn’t realized just she was worried she was about that, she really did want to date Dipper. But when she first saw Pacifica she was more worried about being blackmailed for what she did with Dipper, he was still technically a minor making what they did together very illegal. Yet hearing Pacifica say she was letting Wendy date Dipper made her feel so happy, but didn’t do anything to help with how awkweird the situation they were in was.

Wendy looked to Dipper, silently asking for confirmation or his opinion on what Pacifica said. Dipper said that he loved Pacifica, but he admitted that he never really got over Wendy and that he did still love her. Wendy turned to Pacifica and hugged her, and thanking Pacifica for letting her also date Dipper. Wendy finished her multiple thanks and let Pacifica go from the hug to drink some more water, and Pacifica commented on her reasons for allowing Wendy to date Dipper.

“It only makes sense that after I asked him to sleep with so many women for business and political favors that he would ask me to let him add another girl to our relationship.”

Wendy coughed up the water she was drinking, almost getting some on Dipper sitting all the way across from her. Pacifica laughed at this, she laughed long and hard for a solid five minutes while Dipper started helping Wendy clean up the mess she had made. Dipper just gave Pacifica a stair and saying it wasn’t that funny, but his small smile saying that he understood why Pacifica was enjoying this.

Wendy, still trying to clean what little remained of the water she spilled, started stuttering as she tried to ask Dipper if Pacifica was being serious. Dipper hung his head, and without looking at Wendy confirms that Pacifica has had him sleep with other women. Dipper tried to say that it meant nothing and was only physical, that he only loved Wendy and Pacifica.

Wendy seeing the saddened expression on Dippers face quickly responded with how she was ok with it, and that the only thing that mattered to her was being with Dipper. Dipper raises his head now with a small smile, happy of Wendy’s acceptance of his highly unusual sex life. Dipper and Wendy come in for a small hug before returning to cleaning up Wendy’s mess.

After they finished whipping up all the water and Wendy returned to her seat, Pacifica leans over to her placing an arm around her shoulder. Pacifica pulls Wendy in and congratulated her for finally getting with Dipper, then Pacifica explains that they needed to lay some ground rules on how the two of them will be sharing Dipper.

“I’m the alpha here, bitch! I was dating him first and I get first dibs on him every time.”

Dipper yells at Pacifica telling her how he thought she was past this and that she was going to be nicer to people. Pacifica apologises to Dipper about having to do it, not about doing it though. Pacifica goes on to explain how she needed to let Wendy know that she was Dippers right hand girl and that she wasn’t going to let Wendy take her spot.

“She needs to know the hierarchy, that I’m the queen to your king and she’s the side girl.”

Dipper turns to Wendy, apologizing for Pacifica’s rude behavior. Dipper turned back to Pacifica, giving her a slightly annoyed look, and asked if she was done making her point. Pacifica gave Dipper a sexy smirk and said that she wasn’t anywhere near done. Pacifica said that telling Wendy wasn’t enough, saying that she needed to prove her dominance and put Wendy in her place.

START OF LEMON

Pacifica stood up and strutted over to Dipper, swaying her hips the whole way. As Pacifica reached Dipper she crouched herself onto one of Dippers legs, placing one leg in between his and the other on the outside. She leaned into him, placing her mouth right next to his ear and whispered to him to pull his pants down.

Dipper knew full well what Pacifica was planning to do, and he begrudgingly did as he was told, unzipping his pants and pulling them down just enough to release his massive cock. Wendy just watched from where she was sitting, completely surprised by how fast Pacifica had escalated the situation. Wendy had just got over the fact that: one, she got caught having sex with Dipper, a minor; two, Dipper was dating Pacifica but they both were ok with having a three way relationship; and three, Dipper has been fucking other women for Pacifica. And now Wendy was about to watch Pacifica fuck Dipper right in front of her.

But Wendy couldn’t deny the slight wetness she felt between her legs, this was slightly turning her on. It turned her on getting to watch Dipper fuck another girl’s brains out first hand, and maybe, just maybe, being verbally dominated by Pacifica.

As Dipper pulled his pants down to get his semi hard eight inch dick out, he also scooted to the edge of his seat. Pacifica moved over to her left, giving full view of Dippers dick to Wendy. Pacifica now kneeling on the floor next to Dipper starts to jack Dipper off with both her hands, giving little licks all over his cock, but especially his head.

Dipper begins to moan at the touch of Pacificas hands, how light they ran up and down his shaft, barely even touching him. As Pacifica went to work goosebumps began to run along dippers body, the light touch of Pacificas hands were basically teasing Dipper of the pressure she could be applying. And then there was her tongue, giving Dipper the warm, wet, pressure that he was yearning for. Pacifica had mastered teasing Dipper very soon into their relationship, she knew how much pressure to apply, or lack thereof, and where to apply it to get Dipper hard the fastest.

Pacifica removed one of her hands to pull down the top of her strapless dress, releases her full and perky D cup breasts, they bordered on being DD. Now with her tits free Pacifica wraps them as much around Dippers dick as possible and continues to pleasure him, now with her hands, tits, and tongue.

Wendy sees the size of Pacificas breasts and how much further they wrap around Dipper’s cock. Looking down her shirt at her own breasts, she begins to doubt her ability to please Dipper. In the roughly fifty minutes Wendy and Dipper had been fucking Dipper had only cum once, and that was at the very end of it. Wendy on the other hand had cummed so many times she stopped counting the individual orgasms and had to count by the mind breaking multiple orgasms.

Wendy was pulled from her train of thought when Pacifica, still tit fucking Dippers dick, started talking about how she and Dipper had planned everything out. Everything from Thompson dropping her of, to picking that day because of the meteor shower, they had even made it so that they were seated in the less crowded area in the dinner. Pacifica also said that she was very impressed by how well Wendy handled Dipper’s massive cock, considering that it was her first time of course. Pacifica also congratulated Wendy for not fainting when she almost did, and commented how almost everyone fainted during their first time with Dipper.

Wendy stared at Pacifica, had Pacifica read her mind, known she was doubting herself. And did Pacifica really mean it, had Wendy been above average during her first time with Dipper or was Pacifica just being nice like Dipper had asked her to be. Either way Wendy had been pushed to do even better during her second round with Dipper, which Wendy was determined to have tonight. If Pacifica was being honest then Wendy wanted to keep her hot streak going, and if Pacifica was just being nice than Wendy wanted to prove that she could be a great lover.

Pacifica stopped jacking Dipper off and had pulled her tits away, she had gotten Dipper raging hard. Dippers cock was bright red and twitching in time with his heart beat, he had to have been almost eleven inches now. Pacifica had really pushed him to his limit and she hadn’t even fucked him yet, just jacked him off and licked him a little. It was then that Wendy noticed the snarky smirk that Pacifica wore on her face while she talked.

“Though, you could use a LOT of work on blowing him. But don’t worry, I can help you, I have plenty of tips. But for now, just take some notes.”

Pacifica placed her closed lips on the tip of Dippers cock, giving it a small kiss, and slowly Pacifica started her way down. She parted her lips to take him in and continued to go down past the tip. The head. Three inches. Five inches. That was when Wendy noticed the huge bulge in Pacificas throat, and how it continued to slowly creep its way down her esophagus. Seven inches. Nine inches. The whole time Pacifica was still looking at Wendy, and if it wasn’t for Dippers girthy fat cock she would still have the same smirk on her face. And then Pacifica had done it, she had taken the entirety of Dippers huge dick in her mouth and down her throat. Wendy had dropped her jaw at inch five, and continued to have her mind blown for every inch Pacifica went down after.

Dipper had been moaning the whole time Pacifica was making her way down, and when her lips had reached his pelvis he let out a low animalistic grunt. Wendy noticed that after reaching the bottom of Dippers dick Pacifica had closed her eyes, as if she had to focus on something. It put Wendy at ease to know that little miss princess could only barely take Dipper massive cock, and she had to take it at a slow pace too.

Dipper started grunting a lot more and his face was contorting over and over. He even placed a hand on Pacifica’s head, but more so like he needed a hand hold rather than to keep her there. It was then that Wendy heard the slight gulping sound over and over again. Wendy looked down to Pacifica, she noticed how Pacifica’s throat was flexing up and down. Pacifica opened her eyes again, they were still on Wendy, like she was still smirking at her. It clicked, Dipper’s grunts and face contortions matched in time with Pacificas flexing throat and the gulping sound. Pacifica was massaging Dippers cock with her throat, and it was making Dipper moan and grunt like crazy.

Wendy was staring at Pacifica eyes, almost asking how Pacifica was even doing it. Pacificas response was a wink as she stopped her throat message and started bobbing her head. Pacifica was only going up about five inches before going back down, but she did so without resistance and at a moderate speed. Wendy could even see the head of Dippers dick through Pacifica’s throat at the top of her rhythm.

It made Wendy hot and bothered, and even hotter when she thought about her being able to do that one day. To feel Dippers fat dick stretching and morphing the walls of her throat, to feel every movement, twitch, and probably even the pulse of Dipper’s cock against the inside her throat. Wendy couldn’t help it, she needed relief, she stuck her hand down her pants and began to play with herself.

Dipper was grunting and was giving small thrusts in time with Pacificas bobbing, and using the hand he had on the back of Pacifica’s head to push her further down his cock. Then, without slowing down and interrupting her rhythm, Pacifica took Dipper’s free hand and brought it to her ass. Dipper knew what Pacifica wanted and he was going to going to give it to her, eventually. He was going to take it nice and slow teasing her. If Pacifica wanted to put on a show than he’d give her a show too.

Dipper stuck his middle finger into Pacifica’s ass and started to wiggle it around on the inside. Dipper could feel Pacifica’s throat tighten around his cock, a sign that she was enjoying it. Dipper knew all right places to poke and prod in Pacifica’s ass to get her riled up, and he knew that for Pacifica, the more fingers the better. Dipper stuck his index and ring finger in as well and started thrusting his hand in and out as fast as he could, and aiming at all of Pacifica’s favorite spots.

Wendy was going to town on herself, she had her middle and ring fingers going as fast as she could in and out of her pussy. When Dipper started to finger Pacificas ass Wendy got to wondering about anal, obviously with Dipper it would be really hard, but maybe she could get Dipper to try playing around with her back there too. Pacifica seemed to love it, she was still bobbing her head only now it was jumpy and sporadic. Wendy could hear Pacifica attempts to moan with Dippers dick stuffing her throat, her face contort everytime Dipper found another G spot.

The whole time though, Pacifica had never stopped her blow job on Dipper. Pacifica was basically on the verge of cumming her brains out, and she was still sucking on Dipper’s thick dick meat like it was a lollipop. Wendy definitely wanted to be better than Pacifica one day, and she really wanted to be able to do what Pacifica was doing now. Because right now Pacifica seemed like a sex goddess, swallowing the biggest dick Wendy had ever seen like it was her favorite hobby, and driving Dipper crazy. Wendy started playing with one of her nipples with her free hand.

As Wendy made the comparison, she was only further convinced of Pacifica’s skills when Pacifica started to increase her speed and how far she came up in her bobbing. Now Pacifica was bobbing up to the head of Dipper’s cock before slamming her head back down on it. Pacifica was doing it so fast Wendy thought that she must be getting rope burn on the inside of her throat. Then Dipper placed his hand, the one he wasn’t using to finger fuck Pacificas ass, on top of Pacificas head.

That was when Wendy noticed Dipper’s other hand playing with Pacifica’s ass. Dipper had stuck all four of his fingers into Pacifica’s ass and it looked like he was jackhammering her. Then all of a sudden Dipper lifted Pacifica up by her ass, fingers still planted deep inside.

Pacifica stopped everything she was doing, she stopped sucking Dipper’s dick, stopped thinking about putting Wendy in here place, stopped breathing. She came so hard that her brain had done a hard reset. But she never brought her mouth off of Dippers dick, she just screamed her head off around it.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

After Pacifica stopped screaming she went limp, Wendy couldn’t hear anything other than Dipper’s heavy breathing. Pacifica’s body then jolted up, her head raising up Dipper’s shaft. And when Pacifica’s mouth was free she took a hug gasp of air, only for her to then to give Dipper a glare and start yelling at him.

Pacifica: "HHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! You did that on purpose!"

Dipper: "You wanted me to finger your ass."

Pacifica: "I wanted you to tease me not finger fuck my brains out through my ass! You’re going to pay for that!"

Pacifica then shoved Dipper’s dick back down her throat and placed both hands around the base of Dipper’s cock, squeezing it tight. Pacifica started bobbing her head, and Wendy noticed that when Pacifica got to the base she would her the gulping sound. Pacifica was messaging Dipper’s cock while she was bobbing her head. Dipper’s reaction said it all, his face contorted every time Pacifica started coming up again and his moans and grunts never stopped.

23 MINUTES LATER

After about twenty minutes of Pacifica doing her damnedest to suck Dipper’s soul out through his dick, Dipper gave a long guttural moan. Dipper placed both of his hands on the back of Pacificas head as he pulled her to the base of his dick and came load after load down her throat. Wendy could see a bulge run down Pacifica’s throat, she knew what it was, that was Dipper’s massive cum load running down his dick. So much cum it didn’t only bulge through his dick, but Pacifica’s throat too. And Dipper shot load after load, Wendy started counting.

When Dipper finally stopped cumming Wendy had counted eight shots, and that was after Dipper had fucked and came in Wendy. Wendy couldn’t believe how much he could cum. Wendy didn’t think about how much he had came in her at the time, but there was so much that it over flowed out of her and onto his car and even off the hood onto the ground.

Wendy had finished her thought and looked back to Dipper and Pacifica, and there she, Pacifica looking her in the eyes. Pacifica was giving Wendy an “I told you so” look, and she was right. That blow job had proved that Pacifica was the better lover, if she could make Dipper cum like that with her mouth what could she do when they actually fucked. Pacifica was the alpha bitch of the two, for now.

Pacifica stopped staring at Wendy and started sucking on Dipper’s cock, getting every last drop of his cum and cleaning it off. After two or three minutes of sucking Pacifica raised her head and freed Dipper’s dick from her mouth, letting it go with a very audible “pop” and a sigh of satisfaction. As Dipper’s dick fell it broke the three or so saliva strands connecting it to Pacifica’s mouth.

Pacifica got up and sat in the seat next to Dipper, wiping the extra spit from her her mouth with one hand and jacking off Dipper’s now semi soft dick. As Pacifica jacked Dipper off there was a loud sloshing sound because of his dick being covered in Pacifica’s spit. Dipper was still panting, head leaning back and eyes closed, he still needed some time to recover. But Pacifica wasn’t going to give it to him as she looked to him and started going on about how he had more in him.

“Oh come on Dipper, that was only your second load, you have at least four or five more shots in you.”

And after a few stokes Dipper was back up to full mast, not the raging eleven inches he was after Pacifica teased him, but his “normal” ten and a half. Pacifica let go of Dipper’s dick and stood up from her seat. Pacifica pushed her dress the rest of the way down her body, showing of to Wendy her perky D cups and tone stomach. And as Wendy was looking her body up and down she noticed a small tattoo, right above her clean shaved pussy. It was a small blue pine tree symbol, the exact same one as on Dipper’s car, she had been marked as Dipper’s.

Seeing this Wendy started playing with her tit’s twice as hard. While Pacifica was still standing in front of Wendy, looking down at Wendy play with herself, Dipper gave Pacifica’s ass a nice squeeze. Pacifica looked back at Dipper, giving him a glare and said that he had enough fun back there. Then Pacifica stepped back and grabbed Dipper’s hard cock and lined it up with her pussy.

As Pacifica lowered herself onto Dipper’s dick Wendy could see exactly where it was by the bulge that it made through Pacifica’s abdomen. It made Wendy hotter to think about her bulging like that when Dipper fucked her, she started to finger herself so hard it almost hurt. Wendy watches closely as the bulge went up and down Pacifica slowly, and when it stopped Wendy looked up to see Pacifica and Dipper sharing a kiss.

Then Dipper wrapped his hand around Pacifica’s throat and on her shoulder, using them as hand holds as he started ramming his dick into her. Pacifica let out a moan before Dipper brought their lips back together, now Dipper was sticking his tongue into Pacifica’s mouth to muffle her moaning. Wendy was so close to cumming, she was about to blow any minute.

14 MINUTES LATER

After a few minute Wendy had finally hit her limit, cumming so hard her eyes started rolling into the back of her head. Wendy pulled her hand out of her pants, looking at it covered in not only her juices but also some of Dipper’s left over cum from when he fucked her. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it, she had never got to taste his cum. Wendy was slowly bring her hand to her mouth when suddenly Pacifica snapped at her.

“HEY! Get over here beta bitch.”

Dipper spanks Pacifica hard causing her fat ass to jiggle, more so than her ass already was from Dipper’s fucking. Pacifica gives a slight yelp before giggling and apologizes for her name calling. Pacifica turned her head back to Wendy and gave her the “come here” finger.

Wendy got up from her seat and walked over to Pacifica, not sure what Pacifica had in mind for her. When Wendy made it over to Pacifica she couldn’t but stare at her tits, the oddly hypnotic way they bounced from Dipper’s rough thrusting. Wendy was brought out of her trance when Pacifica grabbed her hand, the hand Wendy was using to finger herself.

Pacifica was looking over Wendy hand for a second before sticking Wendy’s finger in her mouth. Pacifica started sucking on Wendy’s fingers, cleaning them of Dippers cum. Pacifica took Wendy’s fingers in one at a time, sucking them clean and then swirling her tongue around them. Pacifica smiled at Wendy, she was enjoying the taste of Dipper’s cum combined with Wendy’s flavor.

When Pacifica finished cleaning Wendy’s hand she told her to knee down in front of her. Wendy did as she was told, her face was now in front of Dipper’s dick and Pacifica’s pussy. Their humping causing small splashes of Pacifica’s cum and saliva to hit Wendy in the face. Wendy watched closely as Dipper’s dick rhythmically pumpt in and out of Pacifica’s pussy over and over.

Pacifica snapped at Wendy, commanding her to get to work.

“Stop staring like a confused puppy and start playing with those balls like a good little bitch.”

Dipper pinches down hard on one of Pacifica’s nipples and twists it hard. Pacifica lets out a loud moan of pleasure, now only capable of feeling pleasure from Dipper’s touch. Pacifica yells at Dipper to keep going and to squeeze harder. Wendy just watched before a small splash hit her face and Wendy turned her attention down to Dipper’s sack.

And again Wendy had never got to admire just how big Dipper’s balls were during her session with him, she had been so overwhelmed with both Dipper’s cock and how fast thing had escalated to notice. But now that she was getting a good eye full of Dipper’s ball as the bounced and slapped Pacifica’s abdomen, she was surprised again with Dipper’s size. Dipper’s balls were the size of peaches, they were so big that she might need both of her hands to cup them.

Wendy snapped herself out of her daze, this was her time to prove herself to Dipper that she could be a great lover. And if she worked her tongue right, get a little pay back on Pacifica.

Wendy cupped Dippers balls in her hand, and she could feel the weight of his cum that was building up inside. Dipper’s smooth, wet, and hairless sack filled with his two huge balls that fit perfectly into her palm and fingers. Both just on the very edge of falling off. Wendy gave them a good tight squeeze, Dipper grunting in response and looking down at her with a smirk. Now Wendy was all in, she was in the mood, determined, and now free of her nervousness.

Wendy, remembering back to when Dipper went down on her, gave dipper’s balls a nice big, slow, and extra wet lick. And lick Dipper Wendy did so without breaking eye contact with Dipper. Dipper’s eyes widened, not quite expecting Wendy to start with such gusto, and gave the same guttural moan that made Wendy feel incontrol. Wendy smiled at Dipper’s reaction. Pacifica looked on in confusion and surprise, she too wasn’t expecting Wendy to get Dipper so worked up like this.

Wendy, wanting to keep Dipper on his toes, sucked one of his balls into her mouth. And before Dipper could grunt in aprovel, Wendy opened her mouth wide to shove Dipper’s other ball in. Dipper stopped thrusting, he was so caught up in the pleasure of Wendy playing with his balls, swirling around them with her tongue. Then Wendy started sucking extremely hard on Dipper’s balls, almost like she was trying to swallow. After a few seconds Wendy stopped, letting Dipper catch his breath.

When Dipper stopped thrusting, Pacifica looked to him, about to ask why he stopped. But when she saw the face he was making and heard sucking from his crotch she looked down. Pacifica gave a small smile when she saw Wendy, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. Pacifica had to admit that Wendy definitely had potential, rough and in need of some training, but Pacifica got the feeling that Wendy would be a fast learner.

Pacifica, wanting Dipper to continue fucking her, whined his name. Saying how he was leaving her hang, and not just from his cock. Wendy let Dipper’s ball free of her mouth. But before Dipper started thrusting again Wendy gave each of his balls a small kiss and then licked thum from bottom to top. And Wendy didn’t stop there, she kept licking up Dippers shaft until she met with Pacifica’s pussy. Wendy looked up to Pacifica as she started licking the seam were Dipper’s dick met Pacifica’s pussy. And Pacifica was all for it, pushing Wendy’s face into her cunt with one of her hands.

28 MINUTES LATER

After about thirty minutes of Dipper fucking Pacifica and Wendy playing with Dipper’s balls and Pacifica’s clit, Dipper and Pacifica finally came. Dipper started thrusting erratically and Pacifica had grabbed two handfuls of Wendy’s hair, trying to pull wendy’s tongue into her pussy as much as possible. Pacifica’s pussy started squeezing down on Dipper’s dick like a vice, almost like it was trying to milk the cum that was about to come out. And Dipper thrust his cock as deep into Pacifica as he could causing a huge bulge to form right below Pacifica’s belly button.

While Dipper let out his usual earth trembling grunts, Pacifica was screaming both Dipper’s and Wendy’s names at the top of her lungs.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH! WEEEEEENDYYYYYYYY, DIIIIIIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRR! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”

Pacifica let go of Wendy’s hair and let her body go limp. Wendy had just enough time to look up and see Dipper cum inside Pacifica. And Wendy knew that’s what it was because she saw how the extra large bulge in Pacifica’s abdomen jump a few times before she saw ripples run down the indentation of Dipper’s dick, also visible through Pacifica’s abdomen, before splattering out all over Wendy’s face and in her mouth. After realizing this was her chance to finally taste Dipper’s cum for herself, Wendy held her mouth open as wide as she could and cupped her hands to catch any extra cum.

When Dipper’s shots started to slowed down Wendy had a mouth half full of Dipper’s cum, and cum covering three fourths of her face. She opened up her one none cum covered eye and looked down to her hand, she could feel the weight of Dipper’s cum in her hands but she wanted to see how much she caught. Dipper’s cum was only a millimeter or two shy of overflowing. Wendy closed her mouth slowly, and started savoring and memorizing the taste of Dipper. It was sweet yet in a salty kind of way, and it felt like cream with how smooth it sloshed around her mouth.

After half a minute of just letting it sit in her mouth, Wendy finally swallowed Dipper’s cum in a big gulp. Wendy let out a sigh of satisfaction, loving Dipper’s flavor more than the high class liquor she had tried once at a college party. And Dipper’s cum seemed to get Wendy more sexually drunk than the liquor got her actually drunk. Wendy looked down at her hands, filled with Dipper’s cum, for a few seconds before raising them to her mouth and chugging the rest.

It was around then that Pacifica had finally decided to comment sarcastically about how Wendy should be careful, and if she wasn’t she would end up get addicted to Dipper’s cum and end up sucking him off every day just to get more. Wendy laughed at Pacifica’s joke and asked if she was speaking from experience. Pacifica chuckled and answered with personal experience.

After Wendy’s and Pacifica’s laughter subsided Pacifica leaned back into Dipper’s chest, giving him a passionate kiss. After they parted Pacifica turned back to Wendy, leaning over to her. Wendy wasn’t expecting that her first kiss with a girl would have been with Pacifica, but it actually felt somewhat right. It was nothing like her kiss with Dipper under the stars, but it felt like there was some actual love behind it.

Pacifica had kissed Wendy out of love, but she also used it as an excuse to lick up what was left of Dipper’s cum in Wendy’s mouth. Pacifica had shoved her tongue into and between every crevice, trying to scrape up what she could. After Pacifica was sure she got all of what was in Wendy’s mouth she had moved to the cum that covered Wendy’s face. Licking along Wendy’s lips, cheeks, and chin, Pacifica was having a field day. Wendy was giggling slightly while she used her hand to scrap the rest of the cum off her face.

After Wendy and Pacifica had finished cleaning the cum off of Wendy’s face, Dipper gently cupped Wendy’s chin and brought her up for a kiss for himself. And like the kiss she had with Dipper during their first time together there were more than sparks, there were explosions. Wendy knew she wanted this for the rest of her life, even if she had to lick up the scrapes from Pacifica’s pussy. But she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to try her hardest to earn her place next to Pacifica, not below her.

While Dipper and Wendy continued their kiss, Pacifica had slipped off of Dipper’s now soft dick. She walked over to where she had slipped out of her dress, standing back in the middle of it and putting it back on. Sliding it up her body and slipping it back over her breasts where it had originally been hanging from. And after whipping out the creases and slight dirt off of the dress, Pacifica turned back to the couple still kissing.

Not wanting to wait any longer for them to break up naturally, Pacifica gives a slight cough to grab Dipper and Pacifica attention. When Wendy turned around and Dipper looked up to Pacifica. Pacifica stands with her hands held together in front of her and looking very professional, aside from her messy hair, red sweaty face, slightly crumpled up clothes, and the visible cum running down her legs. Then with a very professional business type tone, Pacifica apologized for what she called Wendy. Pacifica even went on explaining how she had been caught up in the heat of the moment and will try to refrain from calling Wendy such things again.

Wendy blushed slightly and laughed saying how it was alright and she forgave Pacifica. And after a few seconds of silence and Wendy trying not to make eye contact, she blushed a little harder. Looking down at her feet Wendy slightly stuttered out how it might have got her off and she might have a small kink for it.

Pacifica’s face turned from one of slightly apologetic to an evil glare in an instant. Armed with the knowledge of Wendy’s weakness, Pacifica was already planing how to use it later to get her way. Dipper, knowing the look on Pacifica’s face, gave her a warning by calling her name. Pacifica responds in a whinney tone and a pouty face, saying how Wendy said she liked it so it would be fine. Dipper didn’t say anything, just giving Pacifica a stair that told her she shouldn’t push it.

END OF LEMON

Wendy laughed at Dipper’s and Pacifica’s banter, and as she open her eyes she caught a glance of outside, she saw the trees of the woods. Wendy thought she must have been wrong, they have been driving, technically fucking, for the last hour and a half. They should have made it back to town forty minutes ago.

When she looked out the window of the limo, Wendy noticed that they were going really slow, like four or five miles an hour slow. Wendy interrupted Dipper and Pacifica’s playful banter, asking why they were going so damn slow. Pacifica gave Wendy a playful smirk while blushing as she explained how she asked the driver to go so slow, to ensure she had enough time to give Wendy the full show.

Pacifica walked up to the divider between the driver and the rest of the limo, tapping on it to get the drivers attention. When the divider slid down, Pacifica gave the driver orders to start driving at a normal speed and to take them back to her house.

Pacifica made her way back to Dipper and Wendy and sitting down in between them, blocking Wendy off from Dipper. Hooking on to Dipper’s arm and cuddling up into him, trying to get a reaction out of Wendy. But when Pacifica looked over to Wendy, she wasn’t getting the response she was looking for.

Wendy was looking down with a thousand yard stare, deep in thought about what her life was going to be now. Where was she going to be in terms of the relations Dipper had with the women he slept with. Was she going to have to constantly be battling with Pacifica, or even the other women, over Dipper. Wendy was just so unsure of how ok she actually was with all of this.

Pacifica interrupted Wendy’s thoughts when she asked Wendy if she was ok, and if there was anything she wanted to talk about. Wendy looked up at them both, she asked if it was true what Pacifica said about Dipper sleeping with other women for Pacifica’s personal gain. Pacifica answered that it was true and Dipper did so regularly. When Wendy lowered her head again Pacifica rushed to try and alleviate Wendy’s worries or doubts about starting a relationship with Dipper.

“When he’s with those other women he’s only getting them off, making them cum so hard they can’t think straight and agree to any deal I make with them, especially if it involves more of Dipper himself. He’s basically the world's greatest dildo, and every woman wants the best. But with me, and now you, it’s so much more, with us Dipper is making sweet, sensual, and meaningful love. It just so happens to have the same side affects of us cumming our brains out.”

Wendy gave a slight chuckle at Pacifica’s last comment before looking to Dipper. Dipper’s hopeful eyes praying that she would still accept him, even after learning about his unusual circumstances. Wendy asked if Dipper really did love her, or if she was just his old crush that he wanted to conquer. Dipper looked upset at that, saying that he had always loved her, that he never stopped loving her. Dipper went on about how Wendy, and Pacifica, were the loves of his life.

At this Wendy’s eyes started to water and her smile threatened to reach completely across her head. Wendy jumped at Dipper, not caring that Pacifica was still in between them, and hugged him tight. After a few seconds of them hugging, Wendy whispered into Dippers ear about how that was all she really cared about.

“I don’t care if I’m not the only one sleeping with him, I’d be fine with just your love Dipper.”

Dipper pulled Wendy tighter into their hug, and also grabbed Pacifica to pull her into the hug as well. Pacifica was resistant at first, trying to jerk her arm free and not get pulled into such a sappy moment. But after Dipper had properly got his arm around her, Pacifica had completely given in and wrapped her arms around both Dipper and Wendy.

Wendy noticed that this hug was just like the hug she shared with Dipper after she got off the bus. Only now she knew it was the most loving hug she had ever received and she was returning the feeling back now. And also now it was her pushing her crotch into Dippers, rather than the other way around. She was also sharing the hug with Pacifica, but it was still the most loved she had felt. Romanticly, this was not comparing the platonic love she shared with her family.

As the limo comes to a stop in drive way of the New Northwest Manor, Wendy thought she couldn’t possibly surprised anymore tonight. Then the door to the limo was opened by a very familiar curly haired black girl. She was still wearing her tight uniform with the top two buttons undone and her mini skirt pulled up a little too high. The black girl greated Pacifica as she got out of the limo.

“I trust you had a good evening Miss Northwest, I hope you considered that tip I asked for?”
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