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OOC Goku takes what he wants, *where* he wants it, and Videl doesn’t complain… much! Will her filthy shame be discovered, or will she give in to forbidden temptation?
Chapter 1
“Hey Videl,” Goku greets cheerfully.
“Oh, yes Mr. Son!” Videl nods, a bit embarrassed. This man is a legend! He has saved the world so many times and fought evil with almost zero recognition. And, he’s her boyfriend’s father, but his body is so beautiful… And that smile he just flashed tingles deep in her bits.
Goku’s face is neutral and platonic but, inside, his primal mind is flooded with the smell of her arousal. I’ll show her how a saiyan fucks, like no human or hybrid ever can. He subtly corners her against the icebox. “You smell great, Videl,” he says close to her ear, and her breath catches in her throat.
“Thank you, sir,” she finally manages. He reaches out and gently touches his fingers to her chin.
She shivers. She doesn’t turn away, nor does she cry out, but she closes her fluttery eyelashes.
“I wanna know what my son sees in you…”
She takes a peek and finds beastly hunger in Goku’s eyes. He reaches a hand down to her crotch and grinds against her favorite spot, hidden in her panties. She opens her mouth to ask a question but Goku quickly grabs her head and slips his dick inside instead.
“You have to use some rhythm,” he chides her amateur attempts as she looks up from her knees. He grunts and thrust his hips against her lips.
All the while, Videl grinds her fingers against her swollen, syrupy clit. She slicks a single finger, pressing it gently into her pussy. She is hot and tight and ripe for an attack.
Goku licks his lips, sucks in a deep breath and pulls his dick out. He grips his cock with military sharpness, pushes her legs open with his knee and takes position, pressing up against her hot pussy. She yells in fear—or surprise.
Goku growls and rams through Videl’s succulent young pussy.
She spazzes around his alien engorgement and cries out when he pushes too deeply—he doesn’t let on if he cares.
Her pussy isn’t gripping him enough, the price of his powerful cock. He groans and probes her behind with purposeful fingers.
She gasps—but not the shrill cry from before.
In a flash, Goku swaps his dick for his fingers and forces it into her ass. She flails wildly, no longer speaking coherently. This comes across to Goku as a positive sign. He begins a steady rhythm. She smiles and clenches hard around his cock.
“Now, that’s just right!” he coos, a little goofy.
But then his eyes flash fire, and he clamps down on Videl’s hips. He pulls his length out almost all the way, slowly, like a lover, but the next second he crashes hard into her, and the next one after that brings him farther. He pounds her ass recklessly, grabbing her tomboyish hair roughly and jerking her body up. Goku is all saiyan as he beats his dick into her behind. Videl’s bare nipples bob crazily. Goku wraps an arm over her waist and presses wide, warm, wet fingers against her button, rubbing her into oblivion.
She cries out, “YES!” yelping as her orgasm pops out like an arc of electricity over her clit.
She writhes uncontrollably on Goku’s dick, and so he mercilessly pumps his climax into her—one fist still clamped in her hair.
Chapter 2
Goku yanks the comforter cradling Videl’s calm, porcelain face.
“Hnn?” she moans softly in her sleep.
In a loose t-shirt and fluffy cuffed socks, she lies curled next to a textbook and pile of wrinkled notes. Late night studying had its soporific effect. Despite the dark, her simple panties form a sexy, mocking triangle.
He strokes the cotton with two thick fingers then hooks underneath. She wiggles a bit.
He tugs her panties, elastic pulling at her naked legs. She kicks a little, unconsciously.
Her pussy, cloaked in dark curls, releases heady notes of sweet musk. He bends, pulls her thighs apart, and drags his nose and wet tongue up her deliciousness. She wriggles and reflexively resists his rough play.
He grits his teeth and shackles her ankle with a crushing grip.
“Wha- wha’s happening?” she mumbles sleepily but scared, confused. She blinks a few times and sees a dark figure wearing a badly torn uniform.
She chokes on words as Goku spears his fat, hangry cock through her cinched snatch.
“Hoo,” he breathes a jagged sigh, almost in relief.
Trapping her in his choking post-spar stink, he lifts her from the bed and pins her tight against his ragged clothing. With Videl’s lil cunt snug on his dick, Goku puts two fingers to his temple and disappears from the darkness.
He pops out of the dark, high above her home, floating in the night sky. Cold winds gust around their connected bodies, goose bumps prickle her pale skin.
“I love Gohan!” She sobs giant tears, recognizing her powerful assailant—his mammoth cock.
“Of course,” Goku smiles warmly. “And I’m the OG Saiyaman,” and he thrusts with cruel precision.
“Wait!” She punches weakly, drowning in her own mounting pleasure, and notices he’s covered in dirt, dried blood, and dark bruises.
He simply grunts and slips from her folds, rubs his juiced-up knob against her teeny clit, then props up against her petite ass hole.
“No, not that again!” she cries, beseeching darkness.
Goku claps a powerful palm over her mouth, “You liked it last time.”
Her hands fly wildly, vainly, to thwart his inevitability—but with gravity’s backup, he forces her innocent sphincter to swallow his whole power pole. When she struggles, he merely grumbles, “Relax.”
Videl’s groans muffle against his acrid hand, gripping with uncharacteristic blood lust, as he finally rams ruthlessly. Faster and faster he wedges in deep; he reaches down and fingers her swollen clit. She cries out so loud, he flies higher so he can let her wails warble freely into shouts, escalating into ravenous screams, louder and louder. Filled with shame and filthy pleasure, she rocks her obscene orgasm to its last clenching spasm, and still her body pulses and tweaks and shudders down her limbs. She is electrified with betrayal, confusion and dumb fucking dickgasmic pleasure as the cycle begins wrenching through her again…
Goku feels her ki flow angrily, powerfully, and lets himself be swept across the barrier of existence and rapture. There is only consciousness and his burning need to blast seed—his terrifying roar echoes against the clouds and he spews his angry load into Videl’s slim supple ass.
Heartbeats later, he dumps her back onto her childish comforter.
“I wantcha shaved next time,” he quips as he disappears with a pop.
Chapter 3
“We’re not doing that ever again,” she whispers tersely, “I swear, I’ll tell Gohan about you.”
“Heh,” Goku smirks, “You mean, you’ll tell him how wet you are?” He cocks an eyebrow, “Or should we show ‘im how loud you scream…?”
“You perverted monster,” Videl swings in his direction, but he catches her fist easily.
He chuckles sinister cynicism. “What’ll my son think when he sees you aren’t a virgin?”
Her breath hitches while he pins her elbows behind her back. She squirms but knows the futility in resisting his powerful force, “You can’t be serious—”
He pulls her onto his lap as he sits in Gohan’s chair.
She twists her head left and right, trying to read Goku’s face, but she’s hampered by his iron grip.
Pressing out between her legs, he plants his feet on hers and pries her knees apart, opening her wide. “If Gohan walks in,” he snarls low in her ear, “he’ll see your dirty dripping cunt, how you’re a shameless whore for me.”
She jerks hard in his grip as Gohan’s soft voice bubbles innocently on the other side of the wall, talking to Chi Chi.
“Let me go,” Videl bucks against hardened Goku, “he’ll be here any second!!”
“It’s a good thing that wolf pussy is shaved.”
She trembles within his muscular restraints, burning with humiliation.
“That’s what I thought,” he growls, bristling with electricity. Groping with one hand, he plunders her silky, creamy depths.
Clit twitching Videl whimpers, ashamed as again she plays defenseless victim… chasing madness in orgasmic oblivion to overindulge in neural intoxicants.
Rubbing juice over his bulging cock head, he murmurs, “You’ll enjoy this.” She huffs, and he can’t tell if it’s more anger or anticipation. Still shackling her arms behind her, he lifts, and then he drops her bald, drooling pussy slowly down his shaft, disappearing completely.
Besides a sharp breath, she takes his thick violation silently; he knows better. Her cunt grips him tightly like a lover’s, pulsing. He holds one of her hands in his, and they stroke across her milky butt cheek and trail the cleft. He uses her fingers to gently massage her tiny ass hole.
“No!” she breaks her silence, but her clenching heat further inflates his girth.
He pushes their pointer fingers against her puckered hole, wiggling, probing with pressure, and together they penetrate her spastic gate. Double knuckles in, he whispers so close to her ear she shivers, “Maybe he’ll walk in right now,” his words prickle, “and he’ll see how a thirsty fuck toy—”
“No!”
“—needs all her holes used,” he thrusts their fingers harder. She groans softly, submitting to filthy, fulfilling fate.
“You feel that?” his shaft pulses urgently. “I’m real close,” he laughs and clutches tighter.
“No, don’t! Not inside—don’t cum inside me!!” with weak wiggly strength, she wrestles the god and her struggle instead speeds his denouement. He pants mantra-like under his breath, pumping, and as he probes another sadistic finger into her taut ass, he explodes deep in her gulping pussy, cosmically silent as he suppresses ki, gnashing his teeth in herculean grit.
Gohan passes his dad in the hallway. Goku winks before whispering, “Your girlfriend seems kinda… horny,” then he shouts over his shoulder, “Nice to see ya, Videl!” as he disappears into the kitchen.
Chapter 4
“Open your legs,” Goku says silkily, nudging her feet apart, “show me your sexy pussy.”
“There’re people all around!” Videl blushes, sitting across from him on Bulma’s patio.
“Go on,” he pushes, “no one’ll notice.”
She fluffs her skirt, lifting it subtly, and looks away.
“Hmph,” he scoffs, “Panties? No fuckin’ panties from now on, got it?”
“Uh…,” she tries to swallow the lump in her throat. “O…okay.”
He squints, “You mean, Yes sir.”
“Ah! Yes sir,” she sweats.
He stares at her for a moment before commanding, “Go wait in the bathroom.”
Moments later, Goku locks the door behind him, and Videl lifts her skirt.
“Why are you still wearing those fuckin’ things?” he frowns, pointing.
She hastily tries to pull her undies down, but with no effort he shreds them—she swallows a squeal. He roughly rubs her folds, bare and smooth.
“Remember, don’t finish inside!” she nags.
“Don’t worry,” he chuffs and pulls his excited rod from his pants.
“Lemme be on top…,” she coos.
He sits on the closed toilet, stroking his cock lightly.
Skirt tucked in her pits, she swings a leg over his lap and crouches, pussy splayed above his enormous straining erection, dripping.
“Now…,” he rubs softly around her clit, “if I can’t cum inside, I’ll need your sweet ass.”
She grimaces, taking a deep breath. “All right,” she nods and shifts. He strokes his tip back and forth against her soft ass hole.
“You’re in control this time!” he smirks.
She nods sharply, and for her determination, he lubes his monster with spit. She sinks, pressing against his tip—“Ungh!”
“You’ve got this!” he leans back, locking his fingers behind his head.
Her legs burn from squatting yet she trembles to sink further….
“Come on,” he growls, directing, “all the way down.”
“Nngh!” she tips forward, leans against his broad body, and exhales, relaxing her anus. “Ahh!!” she puffs and lowers, taking in more punishment, filling with pain, fear and fiendish sensation.
“By the way,” he drawls in her ear as she struggles, “Piccolo heard you, the other night, when I had you screaming.”
“What??” She clenches tight in reaction, and he grins.
“Don’t worry, he didn’t see anything,” he caresses her ass.
“But,” she gasps, wriggling, “he’ll tell Gohan about… me and you.”
“Nah,” Goku waves his hand, “at least, not until I say so.”
“Whu—?”
“That’s what you want, right?” he raises an eyebrow, “to keep this a secret?”
She feels frozen, numb, except for her electric pussy; in a trance she simply nods.
“Good girl,” he pats her thigh. “Now, come on already,” and he tucks his hands back behind his head.
She frowns, but she finally sinks to his base. She hates how much she loves pleasing him, how it feels so… thrilling. She thrusts a hand between them to release her thumping clit.
“Mmph!” Goku mumbles while she works, switching between bobbing her taut ass and rocking in his lap like a kid playing horsey.
She grunts as she feels pulpit pulses—so she glides up and off his testament. She hears his groan, but instead of feeling hot jizz spray across her back, his powerful hands squeeze her hips.
“HA!!” he growls out and slams her pussy down onto his throbbing knob—igniting her filthy explosive orgasm at last.
“You liar!” she hisses as he pumps his dirty dick deep.
“Heh,” he snorts, “I guess you better marry my son quick!” and he grunts, stuffing her clamping cunt éclair to the brim with saiyan pastry cream.
Chapter 5
“Mr. Son—sir! —I haven’t seen you since……,” Videl blushes and trails off.
“Yo,” Goku reaches behind her for an apple.
His monolithic body looms, smelling somewhat like a fishy marina or marshy pit. Nonetheless, his musky sweat also reaches her nose, and she closes her eyes; flashing memories fling bolts of excitement in pussy-shots. Her pulse quickens, but a cold pang sours her reverie.
“You’re so different from Gohan-kun,” she says. “He’s much more polite.”
Crunch crunch, “I guess sho,” Goku mumbles through par-chewed fruit.
“And quiet…,” she sighs.
Goku swallows. “Give ‘im something to fight for,” he picks at his teeth, “a new technique to master.”
“Have you… watched us?”
“I see a lot o’ stuff,” he shrugs, chawing apple.
“Have you been watching me?”
He arches an eyebrow.
She loosens the sash at her waist, “I think about you all the time….” She unwraps her alabaster body, first one creamy bare tit and then the second. She parts the dress at her hips and presents her succulent smooth lips, brimming with juicy bared desire.
He pitches the apple core over his shoulder.
She drops the dress to her feet. “It’s been months—”
But Goku clamps her mouth shut.
Yes! she thinks giddily, Next, he’ll push me into the gravel and choke me on his glorious cock! Or hold me over his knee and spank me for being a stupid slut…. Or… or pound my pathetic ass literally into the ground!
With stern brows, Goku reaches… and gently caresses the small of her back. She lilts with cooing angelic pleasure! Trim nails rake her soft skin. He brushes her ticklish ribs and, “Ooo!” she arches and flexes. The simple touches strike like ripples of lightning, and her body throbs with profundity, like the hollow of a hard-thumbed bass. She glows bright and gives little wiggles of delight.
Her heat wafts in heady clouds, leaving a tickle in his nose. He fights a sneeze and rolls his head, cracking his neck—an old, old habit.
He trails her delicate spine with scarred fingers and SMACK! claps her teenage ass.
“Ah!!”
Gripping a cheek in each hand, he pulls her apart, grunting when her prim labia spead open. He leans into her soft papaya with a commanding slurp, “Mmph,” he growls as he chows, vibrating strength, and she gash-gushes water fountains. He slops her slit and slides back, over her anxious ass hole. She squeals and he cracks a smile, tonguing viciously.
With masterful fingers, he pierces her puss and presses firmly, for which she immediately brays with donkey gusto.
He sits back, “There ya go,” he says patting her mons politely, and she delicately cums a few fluttering times from the percussion. He chuckles and wipes his chin on the back of his hand.
“B-but… what about…,” she stutters, dribbling stem to stern. “You can’t leave me like this, I need cock,” she begs, “I’ll let you cum inside!”
“Nah,” he rubs his hands on his pants then snaps a quick shot with his phone. “I’ll bring some backup next time.”
“I—I’m not that kind of girl!” she sputters, still splayed and confused.
“Maybe you are, and ya just don’t know it yet,” he shrugs, standing to grab another apple. “Should Gohan see you actin’ so unladylike?”
She burns in a puddle of seething, unsatisfied shame. “… No.”
He smirks, “Didn’t think so.” He jiggles his leg and adjusts his junk, plucking at the wet spot in his pants. “Gotta jet,” the hunk yells and disappears.
Baby Pan starts crying.
Chapter 6
“What are you doing here??” Videl whispers hoarsely, holding Pan to her chest.
“I’m just here for a quick snack,” Goku smiles, eyeballing the areola peeking out from under the suckling baby’s cheek.
Gohan rolls over in bed with a soft rustle and a snore.
“This isn’t a good time, Mr. Son!” she scolds quietly, “I’m feeding the baby, and my husband, your son, is right over there.”
Goku pulls her shirt up regardless and descends upon her swollen, unlatched breast.
“No!” she whispers with more intensity, pushing him vainly with one arm.
Grasping her milky jug with one big hand, he swallows her teat, sucking intently. First cupping her nipple with his tongue, then biting—gently at first, but soon so hard, she begs him to stop. He works gleefully alongside the child, drawing milk through Videl’s vulnerable body while, nervously, she watches her husband. If he catches them like this….
The baby begins squirming so her mother seizes the opportunity. “I have to lay her down now, she’s finished,” and Videl pushes against Goku, hoping he’ll let go.
He pulls back from her breast, pinching and releasing with a satisfied smack of his lips.
She breathes a tiny sigh of relief and hurriedly lays Pan down in her basinet.
“If you give a saiyan a tiddyful of milk,” Goku strokes his bony bulge, “he’ll want a pussy to fuck.”
“I… can’t. Gohan will wake up,” she stutters in the dark of her own bedroom.
“Nah,” Goku closes the gap between them, “It’ll be fine.” He rips apart her pajama bottoms.
Her resolve dissolves into her panties, “Okay, yes! Of course! Inside, I need you inside me, please,” she drools.
He grimaces.
“Give it to me!”
Tearing her panties from her hips, he balls them up and jams the sweaty wad past her teeth. Her knees shake. He bends her over and pulls out his cock.
He teases her slutty slit, sliding his dangerous dick against her clit. He smacks her thigh, like a proud cowboy, “Piccolo can retrain this out of shape body of yours.” Her tears fill with embarrassed anger. Her seething pain causes no concern; in fact, he’s twenty percent harder.
And then finally, finally, Goku dick-splits her pussy, squeezing in deep, and instantly, a mind-bending orgasm body-slams Videl.
“Yeah…, yeah! YEAH! SshhhhittT,” she thinks, clutching tight and moaning through wadded panties. She laughs maniacally, because of the goddamn glorious feeling fluttering in her G-spot. Her ears ring and reality becomes wobbly while her father-in-law proceeds to pump in passionate form. She puffs, moaning muffled protestations of bewilderment, and she weeps, “Incredible……!” She cums four more times, bam-bam-bam-bam, giggling and crying from beginning to end.
Goku twists her dark nipples, pinching tight. He licks his lips as she winces, and with a sadistic smirk he yanks her sensitive breasts. “Here I come…,” he growls under his breath, and with a final fucking barrage, he thrusts thick jizz deep down into her pulsing pussy.
“Gohan is gonna smell that,” he points at her sticky snatch and wipes his dick on her shirt.
“What… happened to bringing backup?” she huffs.
“Heh,” he chuckles and saunters off towards her kitchen. “Do ya even remember what your husband’s dick feels like?”
Chapter 7
Leaving Gohan and Piccolo to lick their wounds, Goku struts across the darkening battlefield. The setting sun precipitated his overpowered and inevitable victory. Cast with a rakish scowling smirk, he approaches Videl who watches their sparring from the sidelines.
Sweat-soaked, smeared with ash and blood, reeking of pungent hunk, the red shreds of his remaining uniform flap in the evening breeze. With quivering muscles, swollen and vascular, he smells of metal and dirt and stinking skunky pits, hovering like an ominous shadow over her. His dark eyes grope her curves with the hunger of a pent-up, oversexed saiyan.
Heat from Goku’s body sends jolts down her spine. “Mr. Son…,” she breathes heavy, panicked by her husband’s proximity—and piqued.
“Open up,” he drawls and pulls his enormous penis from his pants.
“But—” she tries to protest, but he silences her with a plunge of his sword. He thrusts slowly, and she grips him with small hands.
He grunts, “Ya still suck dick like a virgin,” and then he rams his hips, throat-fucking her.
She gags and gurgles, but he keeps going, wrenching her hair and rubbing his nuts in her face. Drool drips sloppily from the corner of her mouth.
“Enough playing around; let’s get some privacy,” he lifts her up by one leg, letting the rest of her body dangle free. Effortlessly he ascends into the sky, disappearing into the moonless night’s deep darkness.
He presses his cock against her dry ass hole. She flails, but gripping her firmly, Goku digs insistently at her anus.
She cries and scratches at his legs. “Stop!” she yells, “No! You’re hurting me—” she sobs, swinging in his hold.
“Fuck,” he growls. He slides his phallus down to her trench and, bang, wets his dick with her pussy, quick.
“Gah!” she sputters, cumming from the cocky kickstart.
“Ha!” He slips into her pinching butt pucker.
The slut wiggles, pushing against gravity, ass-swallowing more power pole. She giggles with orgasm and his greedy abuse. Then, the steamy funk of ball-sack pinches her sinuses.
A pulsing foreign cock forces between her swollen lips, drags her tongue, and thrusts back into her throat. Her butthole claps sharply, her muscles seizing in terror.
“Hoo,” Goku grunts from above and smacks her ham, “that’s more like it!”
A sick horror bubbles in Videl’s belly, blooms in her loins; blinded again by balls, she chokes gagging coughs. She can’t speak. She can’t move. Hanging upside down, pierced at both ends, her mind screeches: Slut!
Slut indeed. She gulps the grinding mystery meat; she fornicates with her father-in-law, forcefully sodomizing her seat. She sees a bright flash as he spanks her pussy, clanging her call bell over and over with heavy-handed pats.
She leaks—precious spittle, milk, mortified tears—and now as she screams with a mouth full of strange dick, fresh hot shame tinkles from her privates; it arcs and trickles down her body.
“Ah, shit,” the stranger grunts with wild humps, and he blasts bitter cum down her sucking throat. It dribbles from her nose, and drooling once again, she chokes through another out-of-this-world orgasm.
“Heh,” Goku chuckles quietly. Then he roars in powerful timbre, vibrating and releasing his white reward into Videl’s leaking depths.
Chapter 8
“Gohan is at work,” Videl says sweetly as she welcomes Goku and Chi Chi into her home. The young baker wipes her shaky hands on her apron.
“Grandma and Grandpa just stopped by to visit baby Pan,” Goku says with his trademark goofy smile. Chi Chi peers around the corner.
Videl waves at her messy kitchen, “I was making a pie while Pan finished her nap.”
“You’re becoming such a great wife!” Chi Chi beams at Videl. “But I have to see that baby now.” She squeezes Goku’s arm. “You two can train together or something, right? Hee hee!” she shuffles down the hallway.
After the nursery door clicks shut, Videl turns to Goku, “Why did she say that?”
He pulls her into his arms and rakes the smooth skin of her neck with his teeth. “You smell delicious.”
“Whoa,” she pushes away, panicked, and steps back, “Are you crazy?”
“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of time.” He steps forward, cornering Videl behind her living room couch.
“We can’t… like this…,” she whispers, frozen.
“I do whatever I want,” he growls low and shoves hard, folding her over the couch.
With her face smashed into the cushions, she has no leverage with her feet. “But, Mrs. Son is—!”
Pinning her with his leaden strength, he humps her bubble butt as she wriggles. “Go ahead, fight me. I’ll enjoy it,” he pretzels her arms behind her back and kicks her feet apart. Silent swirling ki whips her to a froth despite her fear and frustration. His god-erection presses insistently at her tiny body, ready for raucous release.
“No, I don’t want to!” she whispers; her twat tingles with fearful anticipation.
He reaches roughly up her skirt, squeezing her silky thigh. He rubs on her puffed naked pussy lips, pressing and probing as he pleases.
He springs his dick from his pants and chuckles, “Gohan will never fuck you like I do.”
“Please…,” she pants, “do it quick.”
She grunts as Goku thrusts, his thick dick piercing her pussy and sinking into her hot, juicy core.
“You feel that, deep in your cunt?” He flexes his cock, flipping her g-switch.
She gurgles involuntarily, convulsing beneath him with electric pins of pleasure.
“Yeah. You’re mine…,” Goku smirks. “Even when you suck another man’s dick!”
Videl bucks, “You promised to keep our secret,” she mutters, struggling with the soiled memory of their last rendezvous. “Who was it?” she hisses.
She squeezes so fucking hard when she’s angry!
“Why would you want to know?” he smirks and thrusts thoughtlessly, “Bliss is ignorance.”
“I…,” she pants as he pounds, “don’t like being used.”
“You love being used,” he fucks her hard, sloppily, pulling out slowly and slamming in again, sweating a little. “You’re garbage, and you know it—”
CREAK, down the hallway, Chi Chi opens the nursery door.
Videl gasps, all her muscles tense; Goku, grimacing, quick grabs his cock and pulls out.
She releases a premature sigh of relief; he snatches her hair and throws her down on her knees. Pumping his fist over the head of his pulsing prick, he grunts, “I know my place. It’s time you learned yours.” And then, fast: he jerks, jerks, jerks, jerks, jerks, jerks—
SPLAT!
SPIRT!
Splat.
He slings hot smelly cum into her shocked, pretty face.
He bends, snarling close to her ear, “Stop fucking Gohan. Then maybe I’ll let you cum again.”
“You bastard…,” she seethes, wiping at her eyes. She looks around, but Goku disappears down the hall.
“Chi Chi, you’re so beautiful holding our grandbaby!”
“Goku-sa!” his wife giggles. “Oho, you’re terrible!”
Videl wipes her face with her apron, trembling. The timer for the pie dings.
Chapter 9
“Fuckin’ mouth hooker,” Goku grunts, clutching frightful fists of Videl’s dark hair, and thrusting his thick dick roughly between her lips. She whimpers and slurps, fighting to keep up with his furious pace; as her head lightens her excitement deepens. Angry fucks are primo fucks, and she jams one hand down to her begging box.
He wrenches his wang from her oral work, barking, “Don’t touch yourself.”
She freezes, unsure of his vitriol, saliva dribbling from her bruised pout.
“You are mine,” he intones with menacing mouth and piercing eyes, “to pleasure or not.”
Videl bites her lip and gawks as the leviathan gently strokes his eager girth between thumb and forefinger.
“Say it,” he growls low.
“Yes sir,” she chirps, gulping, “I’m yours.”
“Then explain your dirty tricks.”
She blinks, “Dirty tricks?”
“Admit it, you lying whore.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Son,” she pleads. “I won’t touch myself, I promise!”
“Testing my nuts today, bitch?” he snarls, “I smelled what you were doing with Gohan.”
Her jaw drops, her breath catches in her throat, “But—he’s my husband—”
“No excuses.” With one forceful hand to her sternum, Goku pushes Videl into his closet, and she tumbles backwards over cluttered shoes. He smirks with cruelty, “I take such sweet pleasure in taming you.”
She clutches at clothing, struggling to upright herself, as he turns from her.
“Hey Chi Chi,” he calls out gleefully, “get in here.”
“Yes, sir,” a soft voice chimes from the kitchen, “right away!”
Goku frowns at Videl, “Pay attention, stupid slut,” and he throws the thin closet door shut.
Chi Chi sweeps into the bedroom, oblivious to her husband’s scheme, and beams with wifely exuberance.
He pulls her close, “I was gonna plug one out,” he grins, stroking his patient penis, “but I couldn’t stop thinking about your tight pussy.” Blushing Chi Chi lifts her skirt without question.
“Good girl,” he murmurs and kneads her silky smooth punany. His eyes flick to the shadowed cracks where the younger woman hides.
“My dick is a raging bull for you,” he croons as he parts Chi Chi’s legs and swipes her hot, slippery slit. “You smell so good, you’re the best wife a guy could wish for.”
Chi Chi giggles like a silly schoolgirl, “You’re too much, Goku-sa!”
He slips her slender hand around his massive magic stick and she gives a little moan. “You’ve earned this, baby,” he says, backing her against the flimsy closet door. “Let’s go as hard as we can.”
Videl spies through the slats, perched on piled shoes and tented in tunics, desperately horny and too terrified to satisfy herself. Gargantuan Goku lifts Chi Chi and she hooks her legs around his hips like a practiced, albeit aged, acrobat. He penetrates swiftly, her lucky cunt swallowing his concrete crank sans protest. His panting breaths punctuate each pleasurable pump he pounds.
Grunting, he grinds swiftly, the slatted door creaking with each clap in Videl’s face, “Chi Chi, baby, nothing feels as good as you….”
Their salty sex heat wafts through the lattice, over Videl, and a choking, electric pinch of jealous pleasure twists in her chest.
Chapter 10
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.