Anon asked: Wendip - “My New Year’s resolution is to finally tell you the truth, so here goes.”
- My New Year’s resolution is to finally tell you the truth, so here goes…
Wendy took a deep breath and faced Dipper Pines. As far as he remembered, he has never seen Wendy in a state like this. She was usually so cool and laid-back, and seeing her hiding some secret was down right heartbreaking.
- Dipper I… I’ve never…
She swallowed loudly.
- I’ve never seen Galactic Feuds. I’ve just seen some memes and some random clips and that’s it… - she spoke and let out a sigh, as her eyes met the floor in shame.
She expected Dipper to get angry, but instead, her boyfriend’s hand gently cupped her face and placed a kiss on her cheek.
- Oh, Wendy… You didn’t have to pretend. Part of being in a relationship is to be sincere about one’s preferences. Just because I’m a fan of it, doesn’t mean you have to pretend to be one…
- Thanks, dude. - Wendy smiled - I guess I just didn’t want to alienate and disappoint yo-
- … and this is why on New Year’s we’re gonna do a marathon of all the movies! - Dipper cut her off - All the trilogies, plus the TV series, the cartoons, I have a few books here, I’m gonna start easy with you, just the canon stuff… oh, and the Holiday special, we gotta riff on that!
Wendy stood up from her chair, and feeling her soul crushed under the overwhelming power of nerdiness she was about to experience, she let out a prolonged, sorrowful wail.
- Oh, you’ve seen that bit already?
She knew she shouldn’t have done it, he was heading back to school at the end of the week, but it was a tradition to kiss someone at midnight on new years. And Dipper was there. And Wendy had to admit he had filled out nicely in the years that she had known him. She wants to say that it was the champagne that led to the kiss, but all of that didn’t explain the second kiss. Or the third.
By the tenth kiss, she stopped lying to herself, she was already missing him. By the Twentieth, she was already planning to visit him in California. Then, she lost count, but then again, she lost her mind as well, as their mouths no longer served to just deliver kisses, at least not the mistletoe-y ones.
When she woke up next to him on the New Year’s, she woke him up with a kiss, and the counter started anew.
It was a slow day at the Shack & so Wendy stared at her phone. She was playing Monster-mon Whoa, luckily there was a couple of spots that she can reach with living her station. She as about to catch a flying fish when she felt a hand slide over her back. “Hey there good looking.” Dipper said as he leaned over and gave her a kiss.
Perhaps one of the most astonishing change that occurred in the last three years was that Dipper became suave. Not massively suave, he could still turn into a stuttering dork, but on occasion, he has learned how to woo her, and she couldn’t help but find his attempts adorable.
- How are you dipping, Dipper? - she threw her head back, responding to a soft kiss he placed on her neck.
- Nothing much, we’ve been checking background weirdness radiation with Ford all morning. - he replied, closing his arm around her - We could use some help, it fluctuates, we need to update all readings…
- Okay, which places needs to be re-checked?
She waited for his reply, but Dipper fell silent, staring at the screen of her phone. he reached his hand and snatched it from her.
- Those. - he showed her the map of mon-spots in the nearby area - Those are half the places we’ve been to!
- Dude, are you saying the company that made this game has something to do with Ford’s weirdness field?
- Well, it is called GameWeirdos…
thatguywiththefaceog asks: wendip The only singles at the holiday/new year’s party
Though the New Year’s party at the Mystery Shack has always been fun, Dipper couldn’t shake off the feeling that he was the only one not having one. At least until he spotted Wendy in the corner and rushed to her with a glass of sparkling wine that posed as champagne.
- Would you like some refreshments? - he asked gallantly, to which she replied with a faint giggle
- Yeah, thanks, dude. - and she gulped down the whole drink in one go - Man, that wasn’t a great year for either of us, was it?
- Yeah, I suppose… - Dipper look down and took a gentle sip of the alcohol. he never liked the taste of it.
The two college students remained silent, and despite that, they both knew what was on their minds. Her break-up was no better or worse than his, and though they happened a good three or four months earlier, they were still bummed down, even though they tried to cheer each other up through countless chat calls and on-line game sessions.
- So, to a better new year, dude. - Wendy pushed her glass, now filled with a soda, from the looks of it, and gently bumped Dipper’s.
- To a better new year.
Somewhere in the distance, the clock began striking. At one, Dipper looked into his old crush’s eyes, seeing the familiar, warm sparkle he used to dream about. Around five, he saw them just inches from his face. He doesn’t remember what happened between six to eleven, as Wendy’s kiss overwhelmed his senses. But at the stroke of twelve, he knew the year was already off to a good start.
Anon asked: wendip NSFW 48 said by Wendy
- I’m gonna marry you just for doing that. - Wendy wheezed with a breathless voice once she came back to her senses. - That was really amazing!
- Re-Really? - Dipper sat up on the bed, wiping tiny beads of sweat from his forehead.
Wendy smiled. Despite them being together so long, he occasionally needed some form of reassurance that this was not a dream, and just to confirm that, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him again.
- Really, Dipper. I never thought you would be able to assemble bed without the instructions.
Anon asked: It was just a simple silver ax charm on a corded necklace, but it was the first gift Wendy had gotten for Christmas from her boyfriend. She will treasure for ever.
- I’m sorry Wendy, I know you’re not really into jewellery, but I saw it and-
Dipper was not allowed to finish his apology, as Wendy pulled him into a deep hug that turned into a sweet, long kiss that melted all of his worries away.
- It’s awesome, man. Plus, it will scare away the werewolves.
johnnycatalina asks: Wendip 25 I'm taking you to tinsel town. This sounds interesting.
- I’m taking you to Tinsel Town. - Wendy dragged Dipper through the lightly snowed market square, but found it difficult when he started pulling back
- No way, I want to take you on the Toy Train Ride. There are cars for two, you know.
- Okay, let’s find a compromise - Wendy sighed - How about we hob on board the Ferris Wheel of Consumerism? That is romantic and fills our needs for toys.
- Sound cool!
The decision to spend their date at the Christmas-themed attraction park was a good one, as it tested the young couple with all the trials and difficulties of having too many conflicting choices.
Anon asked: Wendip - “Look Up Missletoe”
- Look up, mistletoe!
Wendy screamed, and seeing that Dipper might not hear her, she lunged herself at her friend, pushing him to the snowy ground to shield him with her body. A moment later, the giant ornament crashed to the ground, sparks of electricity flying everywhere, dying out in said snow before they could set anything on fire.
- Are you okay? - she asked, before looking around for any more of giant ornaments falling down
- Yeah… yeah, I’m o-okay. - Dipper stuttered, his breath forming a dense mist in the cold weather.
It took Wendy a moment that she was lying on top of him. She smiled, and as the nearby mistletoe collapsed completely, the two exchanged a long kiss.
I was actually going to go for the Missile Toe joke, but you have managed to misspell the misspelling, anon.
@noblesnook asked: “Like what you see, dude?” Wendy smirks, sitting up to better flaunt her exposed tits at an embarrassed (yet intrigued) Dipper
- Yeah, those are great tits…
He moved closer to brush them with his fingers and feel the delicate texture, much to Wendy’s pleasure.
- I took care of them… quite big, aren’t they?
- Yeah. I think I haven’t seen nicer in Oregon nor in California.
- Are you implying you’ve seen someone else’s? - Wendy raised her brow
- That’s-that’s not what I was saying…
- Okay, dude, relax, I’m not gonna stress you and them out for now…
She put the two chirping birds onto the sill of her window, and watched as they nibble on the elongated piece of fat she left for them.
- So, where were we? - Wendy spoke, lying on her bed, letting her boyfriend crawl over her. - I think you wanted to show me your cock…
I googled “oregon tits” just to see if there are any such birds in this state. I had to google then “oregon tits BIRDS” and that lead me to this beautifully named bird American bushtit
and no, I didn’t giggle like a ten year old when I read it.
Anon asked: Wendy throwing Dipper over her shoulder, taking him to the bedroom, and then putting him through the mattress.
Dipper didn’t expect his wedding night to look like that. He was supposed to carry Wendy, gently, on his arms, looking into her lovely eyes…
And instead, he was being carried on her shoulder as she hurried up the wooden stairs of their house, and before Dipper knew, he was thrown onto their bed. Next time he blinked, her wedding gown was already on the floor, and the lumberjane waddled towards him with unbridled lust in her eyes.
This was going to be his life now, Dipper understood. And he was more than fine with it.
thatguywiththefaceog asks: wendip I found a ‘Slutty Santa’ costume leftover from Halloween
- I thought you didn’t like those…
Dipper gulped as he watched his girlfriend parade around his bedroom in a what could only be vaguely be called “clothes”, as it revealed far more of her body that it hid, and the fact that it was vaguely holidays-related made it even weirder.
- Oh, I hate it,all those “sexy whatever” costumes. I swear I’ve seen a sexy Ducktective one some time ago.
She walked towards his bed and straddled his laps.
- And this is why I want you to rip it off me….
Anon asked: Wendip with Dipper saying #75 on the NSFWaddles list
- That’s it, keep cumming…
Dipper listened to Wendy’s moans, circling her puffy lips with his fingers, while two other Dippers used their mouth and hands to stimulate other parts of her body. Though the copies made with Ford’s copying machine had to do it through condoms, to protect their frail bodies from Wendy’s excessive orgasm, they still achieved the results, and their girlfriend, trapped between the three was shivering, and her legs kicked and flailed as her another orgasm was approaching. Dipper knew that he might not be able to overcome Wendy on his own, but with a bit of ingenuity, the red=head was quivering in front of him, babbling his name as she was coming time after time.
johnnycatalina asks: Wendip for 31 on the not safe for waddles list.(I like that) I've always thought Wendy would be the dominate one in the physical part of their relationship, so she would be on top most of the time.
- I could watch you ride me all day…
Dipper spoke, sliding his hands upa and down Wendy’s waist. She was very much the one to wear pants in their relationship, and though she loved when Dipper would dominate her - or rather when she allowed him to - straddling him and acting like she was riding a mechanical bull was her favourite way to milk her nerd boyfriend out of his cum. Her thighs and ass bounced up and down, and in no time, Dipper’s back arched again, filling the second condom of the night. Meanwhile, Wendy was just starting, and she would soon move to his mouth, and reach her peak.
Anon asked: Wendip - 21 nsfw list
- Don’t you dare to pull out.
Wendy spoke with a breathless voice, watching as Dipper’s eyes widen, and just to cement her decision, she crossed her legs behind his back.
- Bu-But Wendy, I don’t…!
His complaint was silenced by her kiss, which only hastened his moves, as the young author found himself trapped, thrusting into the seductive park ranger.
- I know, dude. - she responded, between her moans - But didn’t you always want it?
She looked into his eyes, and loosened her leg lock, giving him the chance to bail out from the mountain of responsibilities that awaited him. But instead, Dipper pinned her to their bed, and gave her his final few lunges, listening how his cracked voice mixes with hers when their orgasm arrived. And with each rope of his seed he painted her unprotected womb with, the picture of their future became more and more vibrant, and Dipper found himself more than comfortable with.
anonymous asks: 95 with 94 or 13 with wendip
There was a brief moment of silence around the table when Wendy blurted out her secret.
- You weren’t supposed to hear that.
She bit her lip, but her apology didn’t exactly undo the tension she created, and it definitely did not make Dipper less perplexed and astonished.
Admittedly, calling her boyfriend “Big Dipper” in front of his parents technically wasn’t wrong, as he has grown to be quite a handsome guy, but it has revealed part of their life they weren’t supposed to just yet.
At least she didn’t call him “daddy”, like last night on the couch.
Wendy looked through heavy lidded eyes at the clock on her room’s nightstand. It was three in the morning and she had just woke up. Her mind was still clouded with sleep, but for some reason she was unable to find its release again. Then she remembered the dream she had been having before she woke. It was an extremely steamy one, but that wasn’t the issue. it was the object of her affections, Dipper, who was asleep in the hotel room next to hers.
Even a long, cold shower didn’t help her. In her mind’s eyes she was still making love to the young man that has been on her mind for some time now. and the worst part is, she didn’t know why. He wasn’t particularly hot, or muscular, there were so many other guys out there… and yet, he was the one who would make her laugh and smile.
Wendy let the water run down her body, as she slipped her hand between her legs, hoping that would help her problem. She closed her eyes and she came back to her fantasy when they were making love while a very old movie played on a TV screen the size of the wall of her family house. Her legs gave up and she had to sit, and just as her imaginary lover came, she cried his name.
Dipper Pines looked up, startled, as for a brief moment, he though he heard his name coming from the pipes. He listened again, hoping for just a moment that it was the voice he thought he recognised.
For another glorious moment, he was back asleep, in which he was back in Gravity Falls with Wendy…
@noblesnook asked: How about “Cum all over my face” with Wendip?
- Cum all over my face!
Wendy’s request, spoken with in a hushed, but impatient and needy voice only pushed Dipper closer to his edge. He gripped the metalic shelf behind him tighter, as if trying to prolong the exquisite pleasure he was getting. Wendy didn’t usually like getting messy, and in a place like this, her offer was particularly risky.
He looked down at her, and the combination of her frisky, green eyes, opened mouth and her red swimming suite did it for Dipper. He let out a groan of defeat, his hips jerked, and only thanks to Wendy’s grip on him, she managed to control the small fire hose in front of her.
One by one she took the rewards for the work of her fingers and lips,until her boyfriend slumped over the wall, almost sliding to the floor as his knees gave up.
He looked at his radiant girlfriend, her face and her glorious, red hair covered in his cum, and he was allowed just one photo oh Wendy in her unusual make-up, before she took the towel and wiped his climax from his face. She then ducked again and licked the last few drops from his cock’s head, before she pulled his swimming trunks up.
- Gotta make sure we’re clean, dude. - she winked at him - We don’t want any of your boys getting lost in a public swimming pool and finding some other girl, don’t we?
Wendy winked and threw the towel into the bin, before she opened the door to the closet ajar, so she could check if they can sneak out.
anonymous asks: During a camping trip where its supposed to be the twins in one tent and Wendy/Pacifica in the other. Dipper was just getting ready for bed after a night roasting marshmallows around the campfire. Mabel let him get ready for bed in their tent while she changed in the other tent. As he crawled into his sleeping bag, he notices that the other bag was not his sister's. He was about to question it when the tent opened and in came Wendy in the sexiest flannel he had ever seen.
For the longest time, neither Dipper nor Wendy could speak. Wendy was still surprised to find him instead of Pacifica in her ten she shared, and Dipper’s brain was preoccupied with the sight of a beautiful, plaid shirt Wendy had tied around her bosom, leaving quite a lot of her body naked, and just enough of it hidden to make his imagination busy.
Finally, when his eyes moved up, and he saw the astonished, freckled face of his college friend, Dipper’s senses came back to him, and lifted the sleeping bag over his eyes, and started apologising profusely.
- Oh my gosh, Wendy, I’m-I’m so sorry, I-I thought it was our tent, I-I-please don’t be ma-
- Dude, chill, it is your tent. - Wendy interrupted him.
Dipper peeked from inside the sleeping bad, and noticed his and Mabel’s belongings, coming to conclusion, that indeed, it was theirs tent.
- Okay, so If I didn’t make a mistake, then why did…
Suddenly, both of them jumped in place when a prolonged, carnal wail reached their ears, and filled their cheeks with red when they realised it was coming from the other tent. Wendy and Dipper exchanged awkward, knowing looks, and the lumberjane chuckled as she laid next to still shaking Dipper. She reached her arm and toyed with a strand of his hair, wondering if her old friend are gonna try one-up his sister and try to be the alpha twin again.
The trees passed quickly past them as the trio ran through them. They had stumbled upon a gryphoat nest and while the chicks were cute, the momma was not happy with them being there. They thought they were clear of it until they heard a bleat/screech above them. Wendy signaled for them follow her. She led them to a cave. “Well, we may be here for a bit. What should we do?” She asked looking at Dipper and Tambry with a smirk.
And thus, a passionate and fierce, three-way game of OHNO! was played. Dipper always kept a deck of cards in his backpack for such eventualities, and the three have played it many times, especially on their long travels.
An hour quickly went by, and the three haven’t even noticed that the screeches have subsided.
- Well, it’s time to head home - the park ranger told, while Dipper and Tambry packed themselves.
And as Tambry passed her, she gave her a knowing wink. Once they reach home they’re gonna play a strip version of it.
Anon asked: Wendy was the last one home from work. She was still in her park ranger’s uniform and finds Dipper tied to a chair. “Well I see your co-conspirator has arrived mister spy.” Turning she saw Tambry standing there in a skin tight outfit holding a riding crop.
- Ah, predictable as always, Lens Flare. - Wendy replied, in a split of a second adapting to her game. - But you will lose, and I will help my boyfriend…
She walked to her, making sure Dipper would see her swinging her hips, still covered in her ranger’s shorts, with Pine Trees on them as a subtle nod only they would understand.
And meanwhile Dipper was simultaneously in heaven and hell. he watched as his two lovers “fight”, caressing each other, and he’d do anything to hop in, but he knew that the longer he’ll wait, the better it will be. Especially since apparently, the villain has managed to turn the hero evil, and the two approached him, and would now take care of him..
Tambry has Dipper with her hand under his jaw as she whispered into his ear. “Once Wendy is done with her ride, I want you to take control. Pin me down and ram you cock up my ass as hard and fast as you can.”
She kissed him, and with that, Tambry resumed scissoring her best friend. She gripped Wendy’s thighs and mashed her sex against hers, listening to her moans, muffled by Dipper’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth. The three often took turns dominating each other, and tonight, it was time for Wendy to be at the bottom of the ladder. Tambry’s salacious words only hastened Dipper’s actions, and it wasn’t long until Wendy was gulping down shots of his seed, while her sex spasmed against Tambry’s creating a double coating of natural lube Dipper will have a use in a while.
When Dipper pulled out, spraying droplets of his cum against Wendy’s freckled face, the red-head was already on her feet, wrestling with her best friend to pull her to the ground, so that Dipper will have easier job pinning her to the bed, while Tamby would lick her pussy in return.
Wendy rode Dipper like he was a rodeo bronc and Tambry loved the sight. She leaned over and gave her girlfriend’s clit a few licks as she watched Dipper’s dick go deeper and deeper into Wendy’s ass. She couldn’t wait until it was her turn.
If anyone said that reverse cowgirl was a boring position, they have never met Tambry. While Wendy was furiously riding their boyfriend, making him watch her ass bounce up and down his cock, her girlfriend took care of the much more delicate part of her body, and witch each lick on her clit, Wendy’s voice was rising, and when her legs started to quiver, and she collapsed to the side, Tambry and Dipper knew it was their joined effort.
“I am sure glad I took up running in high school. The boost it gave me in endurance has been tested ever since Wendy brought Tambry on as our camera woman. Especially after that night we were stuck in that cave and had to huddle for warmth. Being caught between two beautiful women led to some exciting way to generate heat. Ever since then things have been hectic, but tonight we have decided to see where things go.”
There was a knock at the door. Dipper put down his pen, shut the journal, and opened the door. He was greeted by his girlfriend and Tambry.
At first, Dipper didn’t know what to say - after all, he found it difficult to even look in Tambry’s eyes, after what happened last week. But then he turned to Wendy, and saw a wide, frisky smile on her face that was mirrored on Tambry’s.
It took him him a moment to understand what was going on, but his body has already figured it out, increasing the heartbeat and redirecting blood to organs that would be more useful.
- If you need a pretext, Dip, we can turn the heating off. - Wendy spoke and pushed her boyfriend to the bed behind him.
The great thing was, he wouldn’t have to trouble himself with putting this adventure to words. Tambry brought a camera.
Dipper stood in the kitchen pouring out three glasses of orange juice. Placing them on a tray that already held a few bananas, some snack bars, a can of whipped cream, and some butterscotch sauce. Picking up the tray he headed back to the room where he had left his guests. “Wendy, Tambry. i brought some refreshments.”
At first the girls, lying on their bed didn’t even notice Dipper’s presence, as the two were too absorbed, their fingers mashing furiously against the buttons, letting out muffled screams against each other. But it was the gentle sound of glasses clattering that made them look away from the screen and put their controllers away.
- Oh, sweet, dude, thanks! - Wendy said and took one of the bars
- Shouldn’t we leave those to Dipper? - Tambry countered, taking a glass of juice - I feel that out of us three, he needs to replenish the most strength…
She threw a knowing look at Dipper, who indeed was already half-way through the protein fruit bar.
- You’re the one that should leave stuff for him - Wendy spoke - Don’t you want him to be a bit sweeter? - she raised her brow, pointing to the glass of juice.
- Nah, I actually like they way he tastes.
Tambry leaned and gave Dipper’s cheek a kiss, and a moment later, Wendy did the same.
- More for me, I guess. - Tambry raised her brow, throwing a shade at her best friend.
- Oh, you wish, I’m gonna win the next round.
Dipper let out a prolonged, satisfied purr, as he relaxed against the pillows, sitting between his two girlfriends. He knew well they were doing this just to tease him, and their words restored more energy in him than any snack from the tray. He picked up his controller and saw the notification that quite well summed up his life.
“Player 3 has joined the game.”
Anon asked Dipper knew he shouldn’t have let Tambry talk him into it, but here he was http://rule34.paheal.net/post/view/3362580#search=Wendy_Corduroy
- Is that… a camera?
Only now, as Wendy came back to her senses, she realised that there was something odd with Dipper’s glasses. She sat up and before Dipper could protest, she grabbed what clearly was a miniaturised camera, smiled, and spoke to the microphone, smiling wildly.
- Tambry, if you wanted to join us, you just had to ask…
In her room, Tambry’s skin shivered, as the scene was unfolding in front of her. Just a moment ago, she watched her best friend, naked, living through a toe-curling orgasm as her boyfriend takes her in the deserted Mystery Shack, and now, she was proudly inviting her to join them.
One thing was sure: they are keeping the glasses/
Anon asked wendipbry 19
- My New Year’s resolution is to finally tell you the truth, so here goes. - Tambry took a deep breath and stared into the camera.
She wouldn’t dare tell that to their faces. Wendy and Dipper were probably now all alone, celebrating the New Year’s, and last thing she wanted was to butt in, especially with a revelation like that. She resumed the recording and continued.
- This last year, you’ve made me your camerawoman, and it’s been great, as if we were still teenagers, back in 2012… And I think all of those trips and adventures we’ve had I started, like…. - she paused - I think I…
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Tambry nearly kicked the camera on the tripod. She rushed to the door, and to her surprise, she saw her two friends, Wendy and Dipper, with the latter wearing what looked like a christmas wreath as a hat.
- Come on, Tambs, we’ve been waiting for you! - Wendy cheered.
- Yeah, we wouldn’t be celebrating New year’s without you!
Tambry smiled. There will be time to tell them.
Anon asked And that was supposed to be the Christmas 19 but the other works too
- Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.
Bowing to Wendy’s command, Tambry let out a prolonged wail, echoing thorough their house. Fortunately, the new year’s party was over, and they were the only ones that could hear her, and she wasn’t gonna stop complementing her lovers.
Exactly one year ago she told Wendy and Dipper how does she feel towards them, and to her surprise, she didn’t get a cold shoulder. In fact, she got quite a warm one, though it might have had to do something with them having to share their body heat in a very snowed in skiing cabin they rented.
And when your two crushes are naked and already kissing you, confessions are damn easier. So as Dipper was ploughing her from behind, and Wendy pressed Tambry’s face against her pussy, Tambry gave loud and unabashed reviews about her lovers, asking for more of the same.
Great wendipbry stories. BBoth of them were great, but this is the the 19 I meant “The holidays are stressful… We need some relief.”
well, that’s what happens when you do not read fine print, anon.
- The holidays are stressful… We needed some relief.
- THIS IS NOT A RELIEF BY ANY SENSIBLE DEFINITION!
Dipper shouted to Wendy as he ran through the thick snow, trying to dodge projectiles coming at them. The two hid behind the fallen log, and reloaded their weapons. it was true that Wendy didn’t exactly spend holidays like most people do, but even by extreme sports standards, her family’s training for the apocalypse was more than hardcore.
- Wendy, you know I love you, but I have to say this: I think I would rather g through actual end of the world again than-
- Blargh. Kablargh. I’m dead. - Tambry interrupted with a monotone voice, as she splattered her jacket with the red paint ball. - Can we go home and get some eggnog?
Wendy groaned as she ground her hips against her boyfriend’s hardness,while he was bucking up towards her in return. She really couldn’t wait until she felt Dipper slid up inside her, but she was doing it to tease their third as much as she was to tease Dipper. “Can you guys just fuck already?” Tambry called from where she was being eaten out by Dipper. “I want my turn soon.”
- Patience, Tambry… - Wendy spoke, brushing her friend’s cheek, which only caused another moan to escape her lips - We don’t want to tire our man too soon, don’t we-
The last sound was turned into a wail that cut off her sentence, when Dipper has used the moment of distraction to hilt himself deep inside the fiery red-head. Wendy groaned his name, as he pushed her against Tambry, but soon enough she was ready to curse him when she felt a distinctive lack of a Pine Tree inside her.
In turn, Tambry’s eyes widened, and her body trashed underneath Wendy’s when Dipper switched his partner, giving their third a much needed pleasure. Wendy and Tambry exchanged a knowing looks, and from now, they were rivals, using their hips legs, and of course mouths full of dirty talk to become the one in which Dipper would cum. And while Dipper loved when the two worked as a team, their true nature revealed themselves when they had to compete of his attention.
In the end, Tambry won, saying that she would love to see if purple hair can be passed on, which resulted in Dipper losing inside her, much to the delight of Tambry and premature annoyance of Wendy. But the sound of Wendy and Tambry making up by making out meant that another round of Pine lottery will be coming soon.
Wendipbry Dipper to either girl #42
- If I’d known how much you liked to be watched I would’ve invited her sooner… - Dipper spoke to his wife, listening to her moans, that complemented and mixed with those of Tambry, sitting behind the camera.
Tambry was masturbating furiously, so much so she had to put the camera on the tripod, as the sight of her two best friends making love turned her on so much. And in turn, knowing they have a spectator fuelled Wendy’s and Dipper libido, to the point where their bed was cracking rhythmically, making Tambry bounce up and down. She was smart to bring that tripod.
The three reached their peaks at the same time, Tambry felling to her back, squirting over the couple, while Dipper planted ropes of his cum deep inside the quivering red-head.
When the three recovered, Tambry didn’t waste any time and crawled on her wobbly legs and arms towards them, and the two welcomed her between their bodies, their lips already joined.
In the end, they came to the conclusion that bringing a camera to the bedroom was an excellent anniversary present, but not nearly as good as bringing the camerawoman.
Wendy comes home from long day as a park ranger and finds a note. ‘Kids staying with Mabel & Paz for the weekend. There is a 6 pack in the fridge and we are hidden somewhere in the house. Once you find us, the fun begins. Love Tambry’
Sadly, Wendy’s quest didn’t last long, as she caught the two in the basement, around their treasure vault, Tambry already pinned to the wall, her hand already in Dipper’s jeans.
Wendy smiled, as she stepped down.
- I’m liking the plan, guys, you want to do it here, where we keep the stuff we found during our travels?
- Yeah… - Tambry moaned under Dipper’s caresses - To remind of us of these times…
- Well, if so… We shouldn’t be giving Dipper this… - Wendy spoke, pushing aside the can of very light beer - …but this.
She reached into the safe and produced a familiar bottle with translucent, sparkly liquid inside.
- Oh yeah, the Vilas’ sap! - Tambry exclaimed at the sight of the potent aphrodisiac - Dipper’s not gonna be able to move on Monday…
- He better wear these this time, though. - Wendy produced a package of condoms - Unless we want to give Mabel and Paz more babysitting responsibilities…
Dipper looked at his two lovers, exchanging sultry, knowing looks, not entirely sure if they really didn’t want a repeat of that faithful night.
“We’re apart this season, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves.” wendibry(also would you take (PG)next gen prompts like they have kids on Christmas morning)
- We’re apart this season, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves…
Wendy’s words echoed from speakers of Tambry’s laptop. They really wished they could have been together for this holiday season, especially since it would have been their first one shared. But Tambry’s family had different plans, and the three weren’t quite ready yet to tell them that their friendship has bloomed into something else.
Tambry relaxed in her chair, and closed her eyes, imagining her two lovers next to her. She spread her legs, and moved a slick dildo against her sex, while her hand mashed against her clit, remembering how Dipper and Wendy joined forces in pleasuring her. The two weren’t idle either, and soon the room was filled with their moans, until the the three crescendo’d, so much so that Tambry nearly kicked the latop’s screen with her foot when she came.
- I’m gonna try and get to Gravity Falls for New year’s - Tambry wheezed, as she got up, only to see her girlfriend’s belly covered in Dipper’s cum. - They gotta let me go skiing with “my friends”, right?
@noblesnook asked: Oooo how about something like “Hey Pines, how about you lose that towel and show us what you’re working with?” for (what I think is spelled) Wendippery?
I think you meant Wendipbry, the name’s gotta have bits of Tambry’s name as well in it. :)
- Hey Pines, how about you lose that towel and show us what you’re working with?
Tambry’s voice startled Dipper, who turned swiftly on the white tiles, and noticed his two girlfriends standing in the doorway, with mischievous smirks all over their faces.
- Yeah, Dip. Show us the meat. - Wendy added, taking a step into the steam-filled room.
Dipper gulped and with some hesitation lifted the towel, watching as their eyes widen and mouths open. He was sure Tambry licked her lips.
- Now that’s big…
- Bigger than last year. No magnifying flashlight? - Wendy looked at her boyfriend with some suspicion.
- Please, Wendy, I wouldn’t do that to a turkey. - he smiled - I gotta do the stuffing now.
- Yeah, we know you can do that well. - Tambry and Wendy surrounded him and gave him a kiss on each cheek.
- And we wouldn’t mind if you do use the flashlight there…
Another series of kisses followed to his neck, giving Dipper an idea for what awaits him later.
Wendipbry "Three is not a crowd - three is just a start!" BUT the clone-making copy machine is off limits.
- Three is not a crowd - three is just a start! - Tambry spoke with delight, looking at the massive atrium of the H-Hotel.
The pan-dimensional building, with its many corridors leading to an infinite number of rooms and all different parallel universes was brimming with visitors, seeking all sorts of entertainment, from games and discussions, to some more carnal ones, and it would seem that Tambry was definitely fixated on the latter part.
- Well, okay… - Dipper muttered with some uncertainty in his voice - But how do we find, you know, people who would be willing to-Wait, is that me? But with a slightly more curly hair?
- And is that supposed to be me? - Wendy’s eyes widen - Are you freaking telling me that I’m a brunette in a different timeline? And what the heck is with that hat?
- Looks like they don’t have Tambry of their own… time to change that…. - Tambry spoke and the three walked to the equally nervous couple.
Dipper gets a text in the middle of class “Can’t wait for you to get home.” The attached pic. https://plus4chan.org/b/pco/src/138583164115.jpg
Being in a relationship with both Wendy and Tambry has really tested Dipper’s will to stay the model student and not skip classes. The two have graduated a year before, and now, if they had any free time between their jobs, the two would often tease Dipper by sending him photos from their rented flat. The sight of Wendy and Tambry sixty-ninening was burned into his mind, and with a heavy sight, Dipper forced himself to focus on the topic of his lecture. Just four more hours, and he’d be off for the winter break, though from the looks of it, it will be the busiest time for him as a boyfriend.
Every third movie night, Tambry has taking to finding the cheesiest porn w/plot that she can find for the trio to watch. and they still riff on it through out the make out session and sex that follows. "My lord, that looks like the same set from 'My Mother The Martian'!" "The alien's bodypaint rubbed off two scenes ago." "Oh, god that feels so good!"
Tambry joining Wendy and Dipper’s lives had a few unforeseen consequences. Their movie nights, an old tradition from they were still teenagers, now had a third person to choose and vote, and as it turned out, Tambry’s idea of “cheesiness” was somewhat different.
Instead of bad movies that not so much “moved” as “were kicked” into public domain, Tambry would occasionally find an R-rated schlock that would make them moan and scream… but not from the arousal, but the bad production, dialogues and the fakery oozing from the screen.
But there was also another side to that change in taste: for each bad movie they’ve seen, its remake would take place in their bedroom afterwards, or sometimes even simultaneously.
- Looks like the Earth has conquered us this time… - Wendy moaned, her voice quivering under Dipper’s forceful bucking
- Come on, Earthman, we don’t want to be green anymore! - Tambry moaned from underneath her, watching as Dipper’s face gets stricken with a grimace of his oncoming orgasm, sped up by her words.
He pulled out and a moment later, after his mighty roar, the green faces of Wendy and Tambry, painted with edible paint from Halloween party, got buried under several thick layers of globs of his white cum that soon made its way to their mouths in a series of salacious, cum-swapping kisses, while their fingers toyed with their pussies, still quivering from their concurrent orgasm.
- That was way better than what they’ve done… - Dipper huffed, pointing his camera at his two girlfriends, hoping his shaky hand hasn’t distorted the mesmerising sight too much.
- The acting was better - Wendy spoke, grabbing a roll of paper towels - And the orgasms were real…
- That’s nothing, I’ve seen the sequel, and I know what’s in there for you, Dip.
Tambry reached under the bed, and as she showed him the strap-on, Dipper was glad the camera couldn’t catch his stunned face, but it certainly showed the frisky smiles of Wendy and Tambry. They will let her decide the next movie as well.
After getting a message that her wife was on her way home, Mabel laid a soak proof over their bed. She then used some various ice cream toppings and whipped cream. She then waited for Paz to come in to their room.
Pacifica wanted to say she has never seen a more beautiful and appetising sight, but it wouldn’t be true - they have experimented with food before, and as it turned out, Mabel’s nipples tasted amazing with whipped cream and strawberries, and according to Mabel, so did hers. Pacifica smiled, and began to undress.
At the very least they won’t get caught here, as opposed to when they did it on the counter at Lazy Susan’s…
thatguywiththefaceog asks: Mabifica I think some confetti fell down my dress/shirt. Mind getting it out?
- I think some confetti fell down my dress/shirt. Mind getting it out?
Pacifica leaned against her girlfriend, pressing her sweater-covered chest against hers, making sure her cleavage is well exposed.
- Oh, I think I know what you have in mind… - Mabel raised her brow and smiled, mimicking a sly one of Pacifica’s.
The blond closed her eyes, and awaited feeling of Mabel’s lips on her breasts, but then, her ears were filled with a roaring noise and for a moment she was blinded, when hr sweater was suddenly pulled over her head and flew into the air.
A second later, Pacifica stood in the middle of their room half-naked, looking at Mabel Pines, holding her leafblower. Needless to say this wasn’t what she had in mind, but it definitely worked.
Mabel tried her best to lay still in her hiding place, but the anticipation of what Pacifica would do to her when she found her was getting to her. Pacifica sat there in her lingerie and watched Mabel squirm under the blanket. She had found her 5 minutes ago, but knowing Mabel was getting more turned on each moment was fun to see. Playing strip Hide n Seek was one of Mabel’s better ideas.
The Northwest heiress smirked, as she circled the bed that at some point belonged to one of their servants. Her mansion was dotted with pieces of their attires, dropped in random places, though so far, Pacifica has definitely claimed more of Mabel’s clothes. And with a sharp pull of the blanket, she won, and was about to claim her as well.
Anon asked After she took her on a date to a local burger joint, Mabel proceeds to show her the real burger meal: https://ironbloodaika.tumblr.com/post/189481645230/blondebrainpower-burger-lingerie-by
(I presume you meant Pacifica, dear Anon)
Pacifica watched in awe, as Mabel took off her clothes, revealing one of the most ridiculous set of underwear she has seen, and that was saying something. Celebrating Pacifca’s fifth happy year at Lazy Susan’s was a feat, but she never thought she would see the damn burgers in the form of bra and panties on Mabel’s body, complete with lettuce-coloured stockings.
- Aaaand? What do you think? - Mabel grinned
- It’s nice, but…
Pacifica started, watching as her pretend tone of voice makes the smile on Mabel’s face vanish.
- I might go vegetarian this time.
She took the “burger” that hold her panties out, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy.
- Or maybe even vegan…
Together with it, came the cheese that hold together the bra.
- And the bread, too much carbohydrates.
The two buns that covered her breasts fell to the floor, leaving her in just tomato and lettuce.
- Come to think of it, I might be hungry for something different…
She pressed her lips against Mabel’s skin and listened to her moans.
Mabel was excited. Paz called and told her she had a new piece of candy that she wanted her to try. Rushing over to Paz’s place, she knocked on the door. “Hey there good lookin’, you made it in record time.” Pacifica said as she opened the door. Mabel gave her a kiss as she walked inside. “Of course. I get a chance to see you and try some candy. So where is it?” Pacifica chuckled at her girlfriend’s impatience, “Follow me.” As Mabel saw that she was being led to the bedroom she asked, “Ooh, is the new candy some edible underwear?” Without waiting for an answer she continued, “What flavor are they?Watermelon? Kiwi?” She was in for a surprise when Pacifica opened the door and there tied to the bed was Candy and she was smiling.
Mabel’s eyes widened as she comprehended the situation. Her yes kept looking from the naked body of their friend to her girlfriend, that now, once she got out of her expensive-looking attire, showed her black, dominatrix outfit underneath it. Pacifica noticed the uncertainty on Mabel’s face, and quickly asked came to reassure her.
- What is it, Mabel? Don’t you want to try the new flavour?
- I do, but…
She approached the bed and untied her friend, giving her wrists and ankles a kiss.
- Maybe we could try vanilla first?
And with that, she cupped Candy’s face and placed a first, timid kiss on her lips, sending Pacifica a frisky look, nagging her to join them.
Though Mabel didn’t know it, her ass has always been one of Pacifica’s favorite features. Paz has always loved the way her skirts clung to her every curve. Tonight she was going to show Mabel exactly how much she loved her girlfriends ass.
- Awww…. I see what you did there.
Mabel giggled at the message on her pancake drawn with a chocolate syrup. One regular heart symbolised love, the inverted one - her posterior, and the blonde waitress at the Lazy Susan couldn’t have been happier at the reaction she got.
- I think I’d like some of that delicious chocolate cream on the go, ma’am. - Mabel said, wriggling her bum in place, watching as Pacifica’s face turns red.
thatguywiththefaceog asks: Mabifica Usually it’s just a kiss under the mistletoe…
- Usually it’s just a kiss under the mistletoe… - Pacifica giggled, unable to contain the scream building in her throat.
- What? - Mabel asked, leaning from between her legs - I am kissing you.
- No-no hands then. - Pacifica commanded her, though the effect was slightly spoiled by how her voice broke half-way through.
Mabel smiled, licked her fingers she was using to play with her and she dived between her thick thighs again, replacing her skilled digits with even more skilled tongue.
Pacifica knew what she was doing, and it worked every year.
Mabel sipped on her glass of champagne. She watched the clock and the crowd as everyone began the countdown. She was glad to see that Dipper and Wendy were hanging close together, maybe this will be the year they get together. Now she wonders who she will kiss this year. “Two! One!” Suddenly she was spun around and Pacifica was kissing her.
Heat a thousand times more powerful than from the whiskey she tried a few days ago burned through her, but then left a powerful soothing feeling behind, unlike the alcohol. Pacifica was sucking the air out of Mabel’s mouth, and as the two fell through nothingness, Mabel let her friend guide her.
Except, Pacifica let her be the leading one as well, and so the two fell to the floor a moment later, much to the delight of the partygoers. But neither Mabel nor Pacifica cared about that. They looked only at each other, still tasting each other’s lips.
Mabcifica Paz pulling NSFWaddles #50
- I’m not gonna stop leaving marks till I’m sure everyone will know you’re mine.
Pacifica spoke, between laying more and more kisses around Mabel’s neck and shoulder. More and more of her lipstick made it to Mabel’s skin, marking her just like Pacifica wanted, though many more around her body would be invisible to a casual observer.
Of course, a golden ring on her finger was also a sign of their bond, but the hickeys were much, much more better.