“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 mouth.
“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.