Review, next chapter up soon. Dipper/Pacifica
Dipper sat nervously in the large apartment. He was trying not to think about her. And about why he was there. But it was hard to downright impossible. Not to mention he was hard and getting along with her was often downright impossible. Still his relationship with her along with the other women in town had been...unique to say the least.
He gulped and adjusted his pants, trying to adjust the monster that lived on his crotch into a comfortable position. Which was difficult as he was getting a nervous chubby. He had no idea what the hell Pacifica Northwest was planning, all he knew was that most of the women in town were acting absolutely insane. And he didn't know how Pacifica was going to react to him this time around. Then again she had told him to show up at her house so maybe it wouldn't be too bad. The very tall very broad man stood up. He had started to work out, almost obsessively in order to become more athletic. and it had worked, he wasn't as huge as some people. But he had a good boxers build.
And a ton of women in town noticed and apprecaited it. Although he was not always aware of their attraction towards him. He was still Dipper Pines after all and half the time he was dense as a brick, especially when it came to something like girls. It was not on purpose it was just something that happened. He stood up and walked to the large windows that were set up. They were around thirty feet tall and ran down the length of the very long and very large room, there was a single bed and a single chair in the entire room. He had no idea why Pacifica had told him to meet her here of all places. But she had sent him a map and a letter telling him to meet her inside of her big fancy house. Sure it wasn't as big and fancy as the mansion that she used to live in when they were teenagers, but it was still very impressive.
She had told him something about playing the stock market, whatever had happened she had made a ton of money and bought her own house. Dipper paced nervously, he didn't know what to do with himself in this situation. She had just told him to meet her in this big fancy room and he had been waiting for almost an hour now. He hoped that this wasn't some elaborate prank that she was pulling on him.
He heard the bed room door open he turned expectantly and his jaw dropped to the floor when he saw the girl in front of him. It was certainly Pacifica Northwest, but she looked different. This was probably the first time that Dipper really figured out that she was a woman, and that she looked incredibly sexy. Her large inviting eyes, her long golden hair which was pulled up into a neat bun, a few string of hair falling out just to give an extra amount of sexual tension, long luxurious legs that tapered into an hourglass figure (A little bottom heavy with wide hips but Dipper didn't mind, he thought that she had an utterly mind bendingly attractive butt) her perfectly sculpted face which glowed from the amount of fancy soap and products that she used, her full red lips which were in an excited smirk. She was the very vision of loveliness. It was only heightened with what she was wearing.
She had on one of those french Maid costumes. The steyeotypical ones that everyone always thought of whenever they heard the term maid. With a short black skirt that did very little to cover her big jiggly ass, and white lace that went around it, she had a tight black corset with puff sleeves and a white dickey that was covered in tight white string that forced her already impressive boobs upwards. She had a small cute white hat that sat jauntily on her head across from her golden bun. She had a small feather duster made out of peacock feathers.
She smiled and jauntily walked forward, her tall black heels clicking across the hard wooden floors to the sexy man waiting for her. She jiggled invitingly with every step, her firm breasts and butt seemed to bounce. She got to him and leaned agaisnt his broad chest in happiness and nervously looked up at him with her wide inviting eyes. They seemed a little nervous but simultaneously excited. She wanted him...he could tell that much...but he had no idea why this was happening.
He gulped and pulled at his collar nervously. After all he had a pretty big cosplay kink. He wondered who the hell told anyone about this. And how the hell Pacifica learned about this.
"Ello mister Pines! Es it okays if I beg'an the-"
"What...why are you talking like that?" He said in confusion. She pouted and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"It's called doing a french accent. It's called being erotic, don't you get it?" She said pushing her breasts against his chest, he could feel and also see her nipples pressing out of her shirt, on top of that he could also see her large ass peaking out of the bottom of the skirt. Her mid riff was bare and he gulped as he checked out her belly button. Which just looked downright adorable.
"Okay...but uh...why me?" He said nervously causing her to fling her head back and to laugh long and heartiliy. She realized that he was serious and stopped right away, smiling and leanign forward pressing her long nails against his chest and beginning to fiddle with the buttons on his shirts.
"Why because mister Pines!" She said in her french accent (Dipper wasn't even sure if she knew french) "You are zee most beautiful and compassionate man that I haz ever seen!"
She leaned upwards on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips, leaving some of her lipstick on him and causing him to shiver with delight before bringing his hands to her large ass and squeezing, causing the french maid clad woman to squeak in happiness and shiver into his touched before wrapping her arms around his neck, the feather duster just hanging in her fingers.
They finally pulled away with stars in her eyes and lipstick smeared across his face and a goofy smile on his lips.
"Whoa. You are one hell of a kisser." Dipper stated the obvious before Pacifica grinned lecherously and turned around to sway her way to the other side of the room.
She looked over her shoulder and winked at him invitingly.
"Tell me zhen Mister Pines. Where should I be starting zee how you say? Clean up?"
"Well I think that the bed is pretty dirty. You could always start there." Dipper said invitingly pointing to the bed. She looked at it and then smirked before swaying towards the bed, bumping and bouncing her hips, butt and ass for his pleasure. The cheeks rubbing against each other perfectly. Dipper moaned as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the floor.
"Actually Miss Maid? I think you should pick up those clothes and fold them." He said pointing to where he had kicked off his clothing. He already had a massive erection and was walking to the bed, his cock leading the way. They passed each other and she glanced once at his cock, trying not to break the illusion that they were cultivating. But she shivered with anticipation and delight. After all the waiting was half the fun. Dipper leaned back on the bed and moaned as he stroked his cock at the beautiful sight before him. She looked so damn sexy in that outfit, and when she bent over he could see her dripping wet pussy and how she liked to stick out one hip and then another to wave her booty at him. She picked up the clothing and folded it up before placing it on the chair.
"I think that those windows could be dusted as well." He said pointing them out. She sasahyed over to them and had to lean way up to get them, her hands stretching and her back arching.
"Oye mister Pines! Why do you do zee things to little me? I am just a humble French girl am I not?" She said in the thick fake accent causing Dipper to bite his thumb, it was adorable, ridiculous and was also very sexy all at once. Only she would be able to pull an accent like that off with refinement. Well her or Mabel.
His cock twitched at the thought of his sister but he knew he shouldn't think about that right now. He had to focus on the blondes pretty figure as she reached for the top of the window.
"I'm sorry Miss Maid that might be too high for you. How about you work on the bed now?" He offered causing her to grin and turn. She walked to the bed and leaned over it with her feather duster going over the pillows, and the sheets, and him, tickling his nose and chest before moving down his abs and finally ending on his cock. Which twitched at the contact. She grinned like a hopeless romantic before looking at him.
"I sink that zee how do you americans say? Penis? No zhat ess being the incorrect...zee cock." She drew out the word cock and caused dipper to moan again. "Yes! Zee cock is very dirty! And so zee maid must clean." She got up onto the bed and crawled forward, her breasts heaved in their tight constaraits and Dipper wanted to rip the clothing straight from her body and make sweet tender love to her right then and there. She ran the feather duster over him again and again. 'Cleaning' him up before their sex session.
"Sacre Bleu" Pacifica spoke out in amazement, his cock was just enormous! And it was already dripping pre cum from how he had been handling it earlier. She gulped and moved her smaller hand over it, it felt so warm in between her fingers. She tightened them before she began to bounce her entire body up and down to move her arm. Sure it was unneccessary but guys liked to watch girls bounce near their dicks. She brought her face down to it and breathed softly on his dick, causing it to shake in her grasp. It wanted to be inside of her! Now!
"Miss Maid. You look a little dirty too. Let me clean you up." Dipper spoke lecherously as he gripped her by the hips, sitting up and physically pulled her until she was sitting on his face, she did not wear any panties so he could just dive right in. He licked his fingers and experimentally stuck them into her. She squealed with the same french accent before she began to wiggle her hips back against him.
"Oh! Zhank you zir! I am just a humble widdle maid! I do not deserve zhis much attention!" She said in enjoyment. He grinned as he stuck his tongue out and probed at her pussy along with his two fingers. She began to work his cock with two hands and moved them slowly up and down occassionally spitting so that she had a bit more lube to work with. It was just so hard! She could not believe that he felt like a rock! Dipper moaned into her pussy, she was just so incredibly soft! He had no idea that it was possible for a girl to be this soft before!
Pacifica moaned as she stuck his hot dick head into her mouth and began to suckle on the head. She had sucked a couple of dicks before, and fucked a couple of dicks before. But this was by far the best one. It even tasted better! She had no idea how that was possible, probably because he was so clean, she really didn't have to clean him up as much as she had been implying earlier. Dipper moaned, his cock had been sucked twice in his life and this was by far the best time compared to those. He had sex a few times before...but he could not remember the last time he had been this aroused.
His fingers played with her ass cheeks, bumping on them like they were bongo drums and getting out a sexy beat on her sexy ass cheeks. She moaned around his head, the vibrations travelling all the way down his shaft where they caused his balls to clench up instintictively. He knew that he had to be inside of this sexy little maid! Now!
Dipper sprung up, pushing her forwards and sliding her off of him, her shirt becoming caught and tearing right off. He licked his lips as he saw the lovely expanse of back before him, the skirt had been flipped up and she was exposed to him, her pussy dripping wet, he licked his lips and tasted some of her delicious juices on his tongue.
He gripped her hips in one hand, right above her dimples, gripped his cock shaft in the other, lined up and whispered.
"Hope that you are prepared my sexy little french maid slut!" He said as he slid himself into her. She gasped and moaned as her breasts bounced free, her forearms supported her and her hat went flying off across the room as he stuffed her pussy close to bursting with his thick hard hot man meat.
"Oh yesh! Yesh mister Pines! You are zee greatest!" She shouted still continuing the illusion. She felt pressure and pleasure build inside of her, building like nothing she had ever felt before in her entire life. She moaned and bit her lip, smearing even more lipstick. She could not be btohered though, she felt him stretch her, she looked behind herself in wonder to see why he kept on pushing down on her hips. Her eyes widened when she realized that eh was not fully inside of her! Only about a quarter of his dick!
She was losing her mind and had only been pleasuring a fourth of him.
"Mizter Pinez?" She said softly as she paused and he readied himself.
"Hold onto something Pacifica." He said authoratatively as he gripped her hips, pulled back so that his head was just stretching the entrance to her pussy, and then slammed himself all the way to his base, her ass cheeks slapped loudly and lewdly against his abs and his biceps flexed. He moaned as his entire cock was completely locked into her dripping wet snatch, he moaned as fire seemed to engulf his dick and dance through his entire body.
Pacifica screeched and the two paused until she could finally live and have him move inside of her. He bounced himself forwards and backwards. She remained still before she could not hold herself back any longer. She pushed forward and then back, rocking her hips slowly against the big dick waving bastard.
"OH! OH! oooooohhhhhh!" Dipper moaned out as he slammed himself into her quivering pussy, her lips parted and drool began to stream out as she arched her back. She felt as if her entire body was filled to the brim with his dick! As if it were touching her heart!
Her core clamped down on his dick as she was pushed to orgasm. She had to describe it! She had to find some sort of word to describe this monster stirring up her insides into a mixture of pleasure soup!
"Oh Dipper vous énorme coq belle bâtarde! Tu m'étires comme un fou! Je ne peux pas vivre sans cette bite! Tu es mon amoureux! Et je suis ton esprit corps et âme! S'il vous plaît pour l'amour de l'orgasme dieu bientôt afin que ce feu dans mes lois est éteint et vous pouvez peindre mon ventre blanc avec votre vie donnant des graines puissantes!"
"I'm sorry? What was that?" Dipper said in shock as she continued to gasp and bounce backwards. She looked over her shoulder at him in confusion, her tongue was hanging out and her eyes flashing in amazement at how he was turning her buttons. Her maid outfit was in tatters but she still wore it oh so sexily.
"Je veux que tu me reproduises! Baise-moi! Sperme à l'intérieur de moi au contenu de ton cœur! Je t'aime! Nous sommes joints pour toujours! Tu es l'amant parfait, j'aurais du sauter tes os plus tôt! Ta bite, ta poitrine, tes muscles, je le veux tout! Je veux tout de toi! Tu parfait l'homme sexy!"
Those were the words that broke the camels back Dipper howled with pleasure as he slammed himself into her, accidentally breaking her completely as his red hot cum splashed inside of her. For one minute, then two, then three. It was at the five minute mark with Dipper still wildly bucking his hips into her that she was sent over the edge and moaned as she collapsed and began to twist and orgasm right back against the well hung stud.
The two groaned as they came down from their mutual orgasm. The afterglow set in and they fell where they were. His massive dick still rooted firmly inside of the blonde maid as seh cuddled against him and he spooned her. His cock still embraced by her dripping wet, overflowing with pearly droplets pussy.
"I-gasp-didn't-huff-know you-pant-spoke french..." Dipper said as he rested his head on top of hers. She looked up at him in confusion, her mind slowly growing dark as she fainted into unconsciousness. Although his cock was still hard and ready for a few more rounds. She was exhausted, if they went for any longer her mind and body would break!
Still she would keep his dick nice and firm inside of her.
"I don't speak french. What are you talking about?" Dipper just chuckled and kissed his little maid on the head as the two fell into a deep sleep.
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