What are Your Hidden Intent

I'm Sorry I couldn't save you, Mabel

A/N: I'm trying to please everyone. Like always, this chapter is full of grammar mistakes, but at least i'm finished. I cried when I wrote this, thank you for the cheery comments, fav, follows and love. Enjoy.

I regret nothing from this story! I don't want it to die like my other story where Lyssa becomes a playboy and the other one where she kidnaps Dipper and makes her his pet.

Suddenly his brain came back to life again. "You're about to screw yourself to death, dumbass!" he needed release. He needed to fuck her. He was past the point of no return, pleasuring himself in front of her again was futile.

Dipper had an idea! He stuck his hard cock between Lyssa's soapy breasts and squeezed them tightly together. He thrust his hips forward like someone who had gone insane, desperately trying to release his seed as fast as possible.

"Ohhhh. You're so clever Dippy. No one has ever been able to resist me. It is one of the things that turns me on so much about you. Fuck my large breasts, Dipper, and release your sperm all over them" Lyssa chuckled evilly.

Lyssa pressed her breasts higher around Dipper's cock, tightening their hold like a vice. His shaft was throbbing as he rapidly slid up and down the soapy valley of her cleavage, his tip was barely visible when he thrusted forward. Lyssa enjoyed having her breasts shagged by Dipper's thick warm shaft. Her forked tongue grazed his tip when it reached her peak.

Dipper's climax mounted as soon as her wet tongue touched him. Her soft melons felt amazing around his cock, better than anyone female in the whole universe combined. His orgasm was imminent.

In an attempt to stop his orgasm so he can enjoy more of her while he can, Dipper grabbed Lyssa's horns and thrust forward as fast as he could between her mounds. With a beastly roar, Dipper erupted up and out of Lyssa's cleavage. His heavy load splashed in her face, inside her mount, and down her lips and chin, Lyssa's swallowed every sweet drop, then licked the remains off her breast before the spray from the shower could wash them away.

Dipper stood weak-kneed. That was too close, he though, that was a battle between life and lustful death.

Lyssa stood up, "I could never get enough of your delicious semen."

"I could never get tired of making it for you."

"Is that so?" Lyssa smiled while lifting up his chin. "Maybe I shouldn't try so hard to corrupt you then."

"I would love that! Not that I don't enjoy what you do to me, I just don't want it to end so easily."

Lyssa stared at him for a moment, are you saying that you enjoy having me around?"

"Maybe," Dipper responded back, cleverly dodging the question.

She stepped from the shower. "Well then, lets play a small game. What is it that you like about me?"

Lyssa crossed her arms under her breast, showing them off proudly. "Is it my breasts?"

She spun around, shaking her perfect round ass at him. "Or is it my ass that has you so intrigued?"

She bent over further than spread her pussy lips with her fingers. "Or is it my glistening pussy?"

Dipper felt a small twitch in his groin area as Lyssa modeled her body for him. "To be honest..." he rubbed the back of his head blushing while displaying a small smile toward her. "You being a Succubus; a sex demon from Hell. Sure, all your accessories are perfect. Your wings, tail, and horns however... they really turn me on. Its what makes you, you." Dipper said as he held her hands, Lyssa looked down, her cheeks were sprinkled with blushes.