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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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4. Three’s a Party
Dipper and Wendy had finally got up and dressed. They cooked one of the big steaks for dinner, adding to it baked potatoes with heaps of sour cream, a salad, and yogurt with strawberries for dessert. “Feels homey, doesn’t it?” Wendy asked as they cleaned up.
“Feels great,” Dipper told her. He was still a couple of hours away from what she reckoned to be his next peak, so they went into the bedroom, kicked off their shoes, and lay on the bed, watching a dumb movie on TV. After a while Wendy got bored, unzipped his jeans, and sucked his only semi-erect dick for a little while. Finally she sighed and lay back beside him. “Just precum,” she complained mildly. “You better work up a full load for me later.”
“Try my best,” he agreed. “How are your, um, your, you know—”
“Tits,” she said, snuggling against him. “You can say the word. You’re a big boy. Mm, they feel okay now. I think they just get all worked up when we have—”
The doorbell rang.
“Oh, fuck, who’s that?” Wendy asked. She had started to unbutton her shirt, but she re-did it. “I’ll get rid of them. I never get salesmen or anything way out—I’m coming!”
Dipper got up and rezipped his pants. He stood just inside the open bedroom door, listening. The door opened, and a girl’s voice said—
“Wendy! Heard you were sick!”
Dipper instantly recognized the voice: Tambry Rivera, Wendy’s long-time bff.
“Uh, just down with a little bug,” Wendy said. “It’s probably contagious, so I won’t ask you in—”
“I went by your office when you didn’t show for lunch, and they told me you were real sick. I’ve been trying to call you with no luck, and I got worried,” Tambry said. “We had a lunch date, remember?”
“Oh, gosh, I totally forgot!” Wendy said. “And I turned my phone off. Had kind of a headache—”
“What’s that?” Tambry asked.
“Um, what?”
“That scent. Stand still.”
Oh, great, Dipper thought. Get rid of her, quick!
“I don’t know, Tambry. I can’t smell anything—”
“It’s on your breath! Come on, let me inside, girlfriend!”
“Well, okay, but just for a minute.”
“Fuck that shit!” Tambry said. “Kiss me.”
Dipper risked a peek around the corner. Near the open door, the two girls stood locked together in a passionate embrace. Tambry even raised a leg and hooked it around Wendy. When at last their mouths and tongues parted, Tambry said suspiciously, “You’re not sick at all! What gives, Wendy? You got a boyfriend I don’t know about?”
Wendy sighed. “Close the door and come with me.” She took Tambry’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Dipper, dressed but barefoot, took a couple of steps back. “Ta-dah,” Wendy said.
“Dipper?” Tambry asked, obviously surprised.
“Uh, hi, Tambry,” Dipper said. “Uh, you and Robbie still—”
“Man, that’s old news,” Wendy said, shaking her head and giving Dipper a warning glance. “Robbie dropped her right after they started college.”
“He’s a real asshole,” Tambry grumbled. “The douchebag stole money from my purse to date a—”
Wendy, evidently heading off a rant, said, “Tambry, you noticed the new scent in the air. Dipper’s the source. Check him out.”
Frowning but not looking angry, Tambry took a few steps toward him. “Hold still,” she said, and she sniffed his face and neck. “He’s where it’s coming from!”
“Girl,” Wendy said, “it’s coming from his dick!”
“What?”
“Let’s show her, Dipper,” Wendy said.
“Uh, I’m not really comfortable—”
“Come on into the living room, then,” Wendy said. “Come on, Dipper. I’m not the jealous type! Besides, Tambry and I have a long-term affair goin’ on ourselves.”
“Oh.”
“Don’t look so scared!” Tambry said. “We’re bi, not lez! God, that is a hot scent, though.”
“Come along,” Wendy said.
She had Dipper stand in front of the sofa. “Drop your jeans and show Tambry,” she said.
“Wendy, uh, I’m really shy about—”
“Oh, hell, I’ll go first!” Wendy stripped down in seconds.
Tambry gave her an appreciative leer. “Woah, girl, your rack’s bigger! I mean, not by all that much, but look at you!”
“Look at him,” Wendy corrected. “Okay, Dip, I’m naked. Your turn. Strip down, man!”
And so Dipper did. His dick, only semi-erect, dangled. Tambry gasped. “It’s big!” she said. “Wendy, you never told me he was packin’ this kind of heat!”
Wendy reached over and took his cock in her hand, holding it close to the tip, rubbing her thumb around on the head until his precum began to seep. “Didn’t know it myself until today,” Wendy said. “Dip, sit on the sofa. Tambry, take a good long sniff of this.”
Wendy sat next to Dipper and put her hand on his cheek, turning his head toward her for a long, soulful kiss. He felt Tambry lean down and then hot breath warmed his cock, and then, without warning, she dived on it, sucking the tip into her mouth and licking at his precum.
Wendy broke their kiss and Dipper looked down. Tambry wasn’t kneeling, just bent over, but she was really working the tip of his dick. “Uh, I can’t, you know, yet,” Dipper mumbled.
“Give him a break,” Wendy said. “We’ve done it like half a dozen times. He’s tuckered out.”
Tambry rose and then all but collapsed on the sofa next to Dipper. “More like all fuckered out!” she said. “Wendy, that aroma’s got me so damn hot! When he’s ready, would you mind if he, you know, with me—”
“That’s up to Dipper,” Wendy said. “Dip, I don’t mind if you give Tambry a turn. Like I say, I’m not selfish when it comes to sharing. But I want me some, too!”
“Uh—okay,” Dipper said with a gulp.
“Come back to the bedroom,” Wendy said to Tambry. “Better take off and fold up those clothes. I gotta warn you—it can get messy!”
There was room on the big bed for all three. The TV was still on, but nobody paid attention to it. Wendy murmured, “Let me take the edge off. Dipper, you don’t have to do anything but take it easy and feel good. You can just watch us for now.”
The girls turned on their sides, facing each other, and began to make out, kissing while each fingered the other’s pussy. Their mingled musk started to make Dipper feel that it wouldn’t take another hour and a half for him to be ready, after all. Wendy screamed with yet another orgasm—Tambry said, “What’s going on? You’re real sensitive!”
“Kinda on a hair trigger, Tam. Talk about it later,” Wendy said. She slipped off the bed and pulled Tambry around so she could eat her out. Tambry lay back with her head on Dipper’s thigh, his pulsing, semi-hard dick right beside her cheek.
She started to moan happily, turned her head, and licked his shaft and moved a little so she could lap at his precum again. “I’ve never—unhh, yeah, get your tongue in there, Wen!—I’ve never tasted a dick like—unhh! Like this! Lucky Wendy!”
Tambry had her own orgasm. And then Wendy got back in bed between them and pointed out, “I got a little milk problem goin’ on here every time I cum. Dipper says it’s not bad. Want a taste?”
Side by side, Dipper and Tambry sucked her stiff and oddly long nipples. “This is good, too!” Tambry said. “You’re not gonna have a—”
“Not pregnant!” Wendy said. “Just lactating for some reason. Don’t stop! This is giving me a whole different kind of peak. Ohhh, yeah, suck ‘em!”
When at last the girls had both settled down—time was passing, and Dipper’s urges getting stronger—Wendy explained what had happened. “So Dipper guesses that the weird-ass plant somehow, I don’t know, pumped him up. Whatever, it’s made his cum so delicious! I’ve swallowed, like, buckets of it today. That’s why I stayed home from work. I start wantin’ me some, and then my legs get weak and shaky. Look, I told you he got real horny about once every four hours. Another forty-five minutes, and that cute little seven-inch dick will be a thing of awe!”
Tambry, staring down as if hypnotized, said, “I was wanting to fuck him, but if his cum really tastes all that good, maybe—”
“We can both suck him,” Wendy said. “Or he can stand up, we can kneel and take turns suckin’ him off until he’s ready to shoot, and then he can cover us with cum, and we can clean each other up.”
“Dirtiest cleaning job I ever heard of!” Tambry said. “I like the sound of that!”
“No photos,” Dipper warned her.
Wendy said, “We kinda broke her of that habit a couple years ago, Dip. What about you? Are you okay with a double blowjob? It’ll be a good one! You always stay a little hard after you cum. Maybe we could suck you, give you a show, and then you might fuck Tambry a little bit?”
“I’ll try,” he said. “I can’t promise, though. I mean, we’ve had a real workout today.”
“For some reason,” Tambry said, “I’m real thirsty now.”
Instead of milk, they cracked three beers and sat on the bed with their backs against the wall drinking them. “That’s another thing,” Wendy said. “Fooling around with me and Dipper’s gonna make you incredibly thirsty. Hungry, too. He and I just had an early dinner before you came over, but we can all make sandwiches later. And we’ve got about a gallon and a half of milk. That’ll go fast. Just wait and see.”
As his dick began to pulse, Dipper said, “Right now, I have to go pee.”
“Let me hold your dick for you!” Tambry exclaimed.
Wendy grinned. “Don’t be shocked. That’s a kink of hers, Dipper. Go ahead and let her. She loves to watch guys pee.”
“Okay, I guess,” Dipper said.
In high school he'd had a bashful bladder, hesitant to pee in crowded men's rooms. College got him over that, but now with naked Tambry standing just beside and half a step behind him, her left hand caressing his butt, he wasn’t sure he could even manage it.. He raised the lid, she reached across with her right hand and her fingers cradled his shaft, and she took aim. “You’re really thick around,” she said. “Go on and fire. I’ll aim.”
He did badly need to go, and with her encouragement, he started to pee. “I love that!” Tambry said. “Look at what we got here—a gusher! If it wasn’t so cold we could go outside and I’d write your name in the snow. Liquid gold, man!”
The stream finally fell off, but he had three spurts of urine left, and she squeed again as they plopped into the water. “I bet you cum just like that! No, let me, I know how to shake it.”
She did shake it, then insisted on running warm water in the sink and rinsing him off, lovingly patting him dry with a face cloth. “You’re getting hard now,” she said. “And you’re pouring out that sexy scent! How do you keep from getting a constant hard-on? I mean, I know how hot Wendy is! Around her all day, it must be hard keeping it soft!”
“Can’t explain it,” Dipper said. “It just—that’s the way it happens!”
As eight p.m. neared, Wendy said, “If we’re gonna do the double BJ bit, let’s take some blankets and go into the dining room. Floor’s hardwood there, and it is gonna get real splattery.”
They went to the dining room, even moved the table a little aside, and then Wendy folded the blankets. By then Dipper’s dick stood at forty-five degrees. “I think I’m ready,” he said.
The two nude girls knelt in front of him. “Dip,” Wendy said, “Tambry and I have had lots of sessions before with each other, but we’ve never had a threesome with a guy.”
“Have with girls a couple of times,” Tambry said, cuddling his balls. “But this looks like it’s gonna be epic!”
The two began to lick and kiss his dick, and the blood started pumping. Tambry circled the shaft with her fingers. “This thing’s nearly a foot long!” she said.
“Just—just ten inches,” Dipper said modestly.
“Tam,” Wendy said, “you blow him. I’ll suck on his balls a little.”
“Mm,” Tambry said, because she had already started. As Dipper thought he probably should have pulled over a chair to have something to brace on, she took the head of his dick in her mouth and sucked. That made him feel as if his knees might give away if he had another gushing orgasm. He felt Wendy’s soft, wet, hot tongue teasing his balls.
Then Tambry pulled back, squeezed his shaft just beneath the head, and snuffled and sniffed. “This smell is driving me crazy,” she announced. “God, I’m dripping! I can feel it running down my thighs!”
Wendy licked her way back to his dick and started running her tongue back and forth along the shaft as Tambry sucked him again. For some moments, the girls trapped his tip between their passionate mouths, both frantically sucking, their tongues meeting and then lapping at his taut dick head.
Now Tambry at one gulp took in half his dick, with Wendy smoothing her hair and urging her on: “Good girl! Yeah, great, isn’t it? You like the taste? Mm, I can see you do from what it’s doing to you, your legs are all slippery with Tambry juice! Get in there! Deeper! Fuck him with your mouth! Dipper, remember you gotta pull back and fire-hose our tits when you cum! What’s wrong, Dip, your legs feeling weak? Man up!”
As with Wendy, Dipper couldn’t resist thrusting. And like Wendy, Tambry only managed about half of his dick. Finally, between clenched teeth, Dipper groaned, “Gonna cum!”
Tambry straightened, as did Wendy. Both girls cupped their hands beneath their breasts, offering them as targets. Both girls opened their mouths, as though hoping to catch any stray spurts. Dipper grasped his cock and as the spasm began, he aimed first at Tambry’s chest, and then after the first shot, at Wendy’s.
White leaps of cum splashed Tambry’s dark-complexioned breasts and jutting reddish-umber nipples. Then the stream slashed across to the left and scored hits on Wendy’s boobs, and then back again, back and forth.
As when he had first jerked off, Dipper came copiously. When the gushes tailed off, Wendy plunged in to suck the last drops from the source, gulping audibly. Then she got up and she and Tambry, arms around each other, rushed into the bedroom. Dipper made a stop in the bathroom for a towel, cleaned up a little, and stood in the bedroom door admiring the show. The girls were lying, Tambry on her back and Wendy on top of Tambry, and both were eagerly lapping and swallowing the white cum from each other's faces, neck, and breasts. Wendy even reached way down to finger her friend's clit, making Tambry squirm and even squirt a little tiny bit as she came.
"Never did that before!" Tambry said through a mouth half-full of cum. "Whoa, feels good!"
"I squirt every time now," Wendy said. "You'll love it! Hold still now." She lapped a big splotch of cum from Tambry's right tit, pulling back with pursed lips and sucking the girl's taut dark nipple until it popped out of her mouth. No milk yet, but it looked definitely swollen and gleamed from Wendy's saliva as Wendy smiled and gulped the splooge she'd just sucked up.
It was such an enchanting sight that Dipper’s reluctant dick agreed to an encore and got pretty hard again. As Wendy and Tambry finished their cleaning and gave each other another hard kiss with cum-coated tongues, Dipper said, “Ladies? I think I might manage a little more.”
They looked at him, Tambry with glazed brown eyes. She focused on his nearly erect dick. “Fuck me?” she begged hopefully.
“Go ahead, Dip,” Wendy said. “She loves to ride the guy, so lay back and let her do that—and you can suck my tits for me. I got milk flowing again!”
“Sounds great,” he said.
Tambry mounted him, Wendy knelt behind his head and leaned over, and by the time he came again—a diminished load, but he did get one out—Wendy and Tambry had both cum, too.
Then Wendy insisted on eating out Tambry.
Dipper lay beside the dark-skinned girl, kissing her and playing with her boobs. Wendy made her cum again, and then crept up to lie on Dipper’s other side.
“Wendy?” Tambry asked in an unsteady voice. “Could I ask you something?”
“Sure, anything,” Wendy said lazily.
“Okay, if you and Dipper get married—adopt me, please! And always let me sleep in bed with you?”
Oh, damn, Dipper thought. I love Wendy, Tambry’s a great fuck, and now—what the hell can I do?
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