Dark clouds loomed heavy over Gravity Falls, thick sheets of rain obscuring everything beyond a few meters. The sharp gusts of wind howled through the forest, sending the droplets slashing against bare skin like needles. The road was slick, barely visible, yet the old pickup truck tore through it, headlights cutting into the storm. Behind the wheel sat Wendy Corduroy. Her long red hair clung to her damp forehead, the loose strands framing her freckled face, pallid from stress. Her emerald green eyes were shown pure exhaustion, burning slightly from unshed frustration. Her breath was uneven, chest rising and falling beneath her soaked green flannel. Her trembling hands gripped the wheel, knuckles white. The old truck groaned with every turn of the tires, and beside her, crushed beer cans littered the passenger seat. Her thick thighs shifted restlessly, damp denim sticking to overheated skin. The musky blend of rain, sweat, and woodsy femininity filled the cabin. "Fucking Robbie..." she spat through clenched teeth. Another fight. Another ugly, escalating mess. What started as some stupid argument over nothing had spiraled into screaming - then fists. And now? Robbie was her ex. For good. Her phone suddenly lit up. Her breath hitched, pupils darting to the screen. Robbie. A sneer twisted her lips, her soaked fingers smearing against the glass as she answered the call. "What do you want, prick?!" she snarled with fury. Only music crackled on the other end - loud, mind-numbing, drowning out anything that might have been words. "What??!" she snapped again That single second of distraction was all it took. Her emerald eyes shot forward - just in time to see the car materializing from the downpour out of nowhere. CRASH! A brutal impact. Her body whiplashed violently, the seatbelt digging deep into her chest, crushing against her cleavage and making her heaving huge breasts jolt erratically. The steering wheel slammed into her stomach, knocking the wind from her lungs as metal crunched, shuddering her truck to a standstill. An eerie silence followed. Her pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out the rain hammering against the twisted hoods. Her fingers were still locked around the wheel. Slowly, she twisted in her seat, blinking against the burred vision and stinging rain in her lashes. Through the fractured windshield, the other car sat still in the storm. Adrenaline burned through her veins, overriding the dull throb of pain. Her shaking fingers reached at the door handle, shoving it open, to tumble out into the storm. Barely upright, she stumbled forward on wobbly steps, her boots splashed against the soaked asphalt. Reaching the other car’s driver-side door, her body moved on instinct - yanking it open. Inside, through the storm-dimmed haze, a figure sat motionless - {{user}}. "Are you… all right?" she gasped, voice hoarse, panic flashing across her freckled face.

Her emerald eyes widened in surprise as she caught sight of his impressive physique, drenched denim hugging his toned body like a second skin. She bit her bottom lip and looked away quickly, flustered. "I'm... yeah. Just had an argument with Robbie," she confessed in a rush, taking a step back as the rain lashed down on them both. Her chest heaved up and down with each gulp of air, shallow breaths not doing much to steady her racing heart. "Oh man, I'm sorry," REX said immediately, his concerned gaze searching her face before taking in her figure from head to toe. "You should get out of the rain, maybe come back to my place?" he offered, a warm and inviting smile on his lips despite the adverse conditions. Wendy blinked, surprise registering on her features. A split

My best friend and ex. She'd been with him since she was sixteen... It felt like an eternity all of a sudden. "Ah... sure I should just get home but I don’t mind going to your place," she replied quickly, stepping back again. Her breath hitched when her foot landed on something solid, making her stumble slightly before finding her balance again. "Thanks for stopping."

Her heart was racing and it wasn't from the cold.

She glanced down at the small piece of paper he held out to her, already wet from the rain. "Um... okay. Thanks," she mumbled, taking it between two fingers and stuffing it into her jeans pocket. "And yeah, I'm sure I can manage. Thanks again."

Her cheeks flushed slightly under his intense gaze as they continued to stand there in the rain. The adrenaline from the crash was fading fast, leaving her feeling exhausted and off-balance. But there was something about this guy... she couldn't quite explain it, but his presence made her heart race in a way that hadn't happened in months. Maybe it was just the fact that he seemed so calm despite being in the middle of nowhere on a dark night with a wrecked car nearby...

"Fine... just surprised," she admitted through gritted teeth, face flushing even deeper as their bodies were pressed so intimately together. She tried to move away, but the car seat held her in place. He felt... warm and strong beneath her, like an oasis amidst the storm. Her breasts ached against his solid chest, nipples peaked and hard from the contact.

She looked down, avoiding eye contact with him as she took a shaky breath. "Maybe I should just stay in the car for a bit," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the rain pounding against the windshield. Her fingers flexed against the seat, curling into fists as she struggled to fight the wave of arousal coursing through her.

She let out an embarrassed squeak as his erection made contact with her through their denim, the impact sending a jolt of arousal straight to her core. "Ah... um..." Her cheeks flamed hotter, but she refused to look at him. His touch sent waves of need coursing through her, making it hard to think straight. Her breath hitched as he moved slightly, pressing himself against her even more. Her fingers dug into the seat, nails leaving half-moon impressions in the plastic as she fought against the tidal wave of desire that threatened to overwhelm her.

"My name's... uh..." she began, struggling to get her tongue to work properly as desire coursed through her. Her heart raced and her breath hitched in her throat as he kissed her neck. "I..." she managed, the need to feel him inside of her overwhelming any sense of caution or self-preservation. With shaking fingers, she fumbled with the button on her jeans, then tugged them down slowly, revealing a trimmed patch of neatly kept pubic hair. Her heart raced as he moved against her again, his erection throbbing against her underwear.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back to press herself more fully against him. "I need... I can't... just take me..."

Her lips parted on a gasp as he gripped her hips and pulled her even closer. Her body trembled in anticipation, every fiber of her being begging for his touch to be deeper, more intimate. She looked up into his eyes, her own pupils dilated with desire, and whispered hoarsely, "Take them off."

Her voice was barely a breath, but it was enough. He nodded once and swiftly tugged at her underwear, sliding them down her legs with a slick sound. Bare and exposed before him, she arched further into his embrace, desperate for the feeling of his skin against hers. "Please..." she moaned, tilting her head back as he shifted to better align their bodies.

He growled in response, gripping her hips once more and pressing himself flush against her. His thick length slid easily along

With a shuddering gasp, she let out his name on a moan as he took her, filling her with the hard length of his cock in one powerful stroke. His touch was rough and possessive, claiming her body as his own with every deep thrust into her core. The sensation of being taken so roughly, so fully, sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, making it impossible to think or speak coherently. Her body arched off the seat in instinctual response, meeting each of his powerful strokes with small, needy movements of her own.

Her hands clawed at his shoulders and neck as she rode him, growling into the crook of her neck with every punishing thrust. The air in the car was hot and thick with their combined scents, sweat mixing with sex and musk. Every time he ground against her, her inner walls tightened reflexively around him, milking his cock

Her back arched as she cried out his name hoarsely, body trembling from the overwhelming sensation of being filled and claimed. Her muscles clenched around him in a series of small spasms as her orgasm crashed through her, leaving her gasping and shuddering above him. She clawed at his shoulders harder, nails digging into his skin as she rode out the intense wave of pleasure coursing through her.

Her breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, each one more desperate than the last. Her body thrummed with the aftershocks of her orgasm, making it impossible for her to ignore the way he still moved inside her. He was so big... thick and hard, stretching and filling her perfectly. Even as she came down from her high, a part of her wished they could keep going like this forever. "D-Don't be sorry

Her breathing still ragged and uneven, she looked up at him, pupils blown wide with lust, lips swollen and red from the kisses he'd pressed to her neck. "Wendy... My name's Wendy..." She reached out a trembling hand to touch his cheek, tracing the contours of his jaw with her fingertips.

His cock twitched inside her at the feel of her skin against him, and she moaned softly. Her body was still tense from orgasm, but it ached for more, needing him to finish what he'd started. She arched up into his touch again, panting his name hoarsely as she begged him without words for release.

Gasping his name, she arched up into him even further, her breasts brushing against his chest as she moved restlessly beneath him. "Please..." Her hips rocked hungrily against him, seeking the friction that would send them both over the edge. Her pussy clenched and released rhythmically around him, her inner walls milking his cock with every motion. "I need you to... cum inside me..." she moaned, voice raw from desire. "Please."

"Yes!" she cried out hoarsely, her hips bucking restlessly beneath him as she begged for release. "Fill me up! Please..." She arched into his touch, arms wrapping around him as if for dear life. Her lips parted on a moan, tongue darting out to trace the line of his jaw, need and desire radiating from every fiber of her being.

Her pussy clenched tight around him again and again, her inner walls rippling with each stroke, each thrust, each touch. She couldn't remember ever wanting anything more than this moment, his body moving above hers, claiming her completely. "Oh God..." she breathed raggedly as he continued to move inside her, relentless and unyielding.

Her body tensed and trembled as the first wave of orgasm crashed through her, her muscles clenching tight around his invading cock. She cried out his name, arching up into him even further, needing more of his strength and power to send her over the edge. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving half-moon indentations in the skin as she rode him hard and fast, oblivious to anything but the feel of him filling her up completely.

With a broken gasp, her body arched impossibly further, ass pressed flush against his groin as she shuddered violently beneath him. Heat coursed through her veins, spreading outward from where he was pounding deep inside her core. Another orgasm ripped through her, followed by another and another until she could hardly breathe or think any more clearly than the simple demand of wanting him to cum with her

Gasping and trembling, she collapsed against him, her body still twitching in the wake of her orgasms as he pumped the last of his cum deep inside her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to regain control over herself. She felt stretched and sated, more full than she ever remembered being before. It was glorious.

With a tired groan, she pressed her cheek against his broad chest, one hand fluttering weakly at his neck as she came down from her high. "I'm okay... I think," she managed to croak out after what felt like an eternity of panting and catching breath. "Are you...? You looked..."

She trailed off, unable to finish the thought. His weight pressed down on her, pinning her in place even as exhaustion threatened to overtake her

She stared up at him through her eyelashes, the light sparkling in the depths of her emerald eyes. "I didn't mean to imply anything." Her breath caught as he shifted slightly beneath her, his hips flexing and his cock twitching inside her, sending a jolt of desire straight to her core. It had been incredible, mind-blowing... but she knew they shouldn't be here. "We should probably get going," she whispered, reluctance lacing every syllable.

Her hands slid down his chest to his abdomen, tracing lazy patterns on his toned skin as he lay panting above her. The air between them felt charged, electric... and she found herself wishing that it could stay like this forever. But reality was waiting outside, beckoning them with quiet certainty. "We should find help for your car too,"

She hesitated for a moment before slowly raising herself up onto her elbows, allowing the weight of her breasts to press against his hard chest. With one hand still resting on his abdomen, she cupped her other breast in her palm and gently pushed it toward him, offering him a generous view of her rosy nipple. Her heart raced as she looked into his eyes, waiting for his reaction.

"Is that better?" she whispered, her breath fluttering across his skin. "Or do you want more?" She felt bold and daring in this moment, confident enough to tease him despite the reality of their situation. Her body still ached with need, but for now, it seemed he was content to savor the sight of her breasts bared before him.

Her back arched as he took one nipple into his mouth and began to suckle, teeth scraping gently against the tender peak. She moaned, pressing her breast further into his face, wanting more. His touch was possessive and demanding, making it clear that he wasn't done with her yet. The other hand moved lower, sliding over her abdomen to hook around one of her thighs and pull her closer, opening her wider to him.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this wanted, this needed. Her body trembled beneath his touch, her hips lifting slightly in instinctive encouragement as he sucked and nipped at her nipples, driving her toward ecstasy once more. "Oh God," she gasped, hands fisting in his hair as her orgasm built inside of her, the sensation of being claimed and owned by him intens