Hot steam billows in thick clouds around Videl as she showers. Even during the most peaceful part of her daily routine, she moves with maximum efficiency. She bends over, scrubs her feet roughly then stands up quickly. As she reaches for shampoo she slips! Falling, she stretches desperately for the shower curtain—and instead is caught in the beefy, magical arms of Goku, appearing out of thin air.
“Careful!” he chuckles, setting her back on her feet. His big, beautiful, manly armpit blocks the spray of water while he fiddles overhead, adjusting the shower. She huffs his hunky musk and quivers.
“Where were you last week? You said you would meet me.”
“Something came up,” he shrugs. “You want me to leave?”
She answers by dropping into a squat and taking little licks of his large cock.
Gripping her skull in place, he swivels his hips, presenting his muscular ass. He holds her face firmly between his cheeks—she only fights for a second or two! “Oh yeah,” he smiles, grinding as her tongue loosens up, “good girl.”
A knock at the bathroom door rattles their revelry.
The doorknob creaks as it twists and the door swings open wide, “Videl?” Gohan’s soft voice sulks.
Shocked, Videl pushes back, hard and fast.
“Hey, I was looking for you….” Gohan announces, a little louder, to make sure she can hear him over the running water. He takes another step into the room and closes the door behind him delicately.
Videl pokes her head around the shower curtain. “Oh, Gohan! I’m almost finished.”
He pulls his shirt off, “Actually, I thought I’d join you….”
“NO! You can’t,” she shouts with weird intensity, waving him away. “You should go relax! You’ve had a long day.”
“Fuck, Videl,” he groans, “come on! It’s been months!” He walks up and kisses her.
She lurches.
“At least suck me a little,” he brings out his boner, bitching.
She bends farther from the shower, “You’re right,” she puffs and clutches his cock. “It’s just—” she pulls in a deep breath, “it’s not a safe day,” then she dives down.
He stammers, as she slurps and sucks, guiding her pace tightly. She sees dark spots in her vision and blinks a few times.
From the steamy side of the curtain, Goku crouches out of sight. At first he is gentle with her defenseless rear end, stroking and kissing, but soon he is spamming her g-spot, fingerfucking with double digits. When he adds heavy tongue lashings to her puckering asshole, she wiggles like crazy. She reaches blindly behind, trying to push him away without breaking suction with her unsuspecting husband.
“Is something wrong?” Gohan asks.
“Oh,” she wriggles and moans, “I had to touch myself; sucking dick makes me so wet.”
“Fuck, Videl—” Gohan pants and thrusts harder in her tiny, offbeat mouth.
Goku suds up his hands and dick. He slides his soapy hands up and down her vulnerable thighs, buttocks and vagina. She twists and bucks and kicks but can’t escape his insistent ministrations. When he presses his soapy erection against her clenched butt hole, she groans with pained submission.
Jolted by her sexy sounds, Gohan reaches past the curtain to stroke her soapy pussy. She bobbles her blow-jobbing head madly, panicked—she sparks his defeat; he cries out and spurts his load, clenching her skull tight. Cum dribbles down her throat, oozing pulses from the abyss of his backed-up balls.
Videl’s eyesight fades to black, and she feels Goku—with his unsatisfied cock—disappear. The final sound she hears before falling is the soft crashing of shower spray.