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Gloryhole Bulla	By : BrandonB Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 6236 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gloryhole Bulla

Summary: Bulla gets down and dirty in a club!

Rated R/NC-17

Warning: this fic is not for those underage or who don�t like lemons. Remember, I warned you. You can stop right now and press BACK if you don�t want to read about Bulla being engaged in a sexual activity. Cause things are about to get nasty. Also, I am using the Funimation names for characters, like Bulla for Bra for example.

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West Capital City. One of the most prosperous cities on the whole planet. It is home to Capsule Corporation, the Briefs family empire. By day the city is full of life and vigor, bustling with all kinds of activity. Even when the sun sets and the moon breaks through the evening sky, the city is still alive, perhaps more wilder. The night life in West Capital can get rather wild itself.
None come as wild as Bulla Briefs. She has always been a wild child. It may have to do with her Saiyan blood, or it may have to be that she is in fact, her mothers daughter. It�s no secret that Bulma was just as wild as Bulla is now, but that all changed once Bulma had become a working mother. Though as much as she changed her ways, Bulma�s reputation is still known throughout the local circuits. And as for Bulla, at the age of 22, she too has acquired a reputation for herself. Though to many it is not a good one, Bulla has never been one to care what other people may think about her. After hearing her father preach about him being the Mighty Prince of the Saiyan race, her ego grew as well; grew to the point where she really didn�t give a damn with what other�s had to say about her or the way she did things.
Bulla grinds her rear into the crotch of the man dancing behind her. His arms snake around her waist and squeeze her hips gently, yet enough to clue the aqua haired beauty on exactly what is meant by the gesture. Bulla smirks as she slides her hands up through her hair and then runs them back down her chest; her tight red mini-dress shimming in the clubs illuminated light. She can feel the gentlemen�s hardness up against her rear, resting between her firm rears two cheeks. It arouses her, knowing that she has that affect on so many men, and just about the same number of women.
�You like that,� he whispers into her ear.
Bulla grins, answering him by reaching her hand down behind her and gives him a gentle squeeze. His sharp intake of breath, satisfies her lust. �I should be asking you that, big fella.�
Another male, this one with a light brown complexion and spiky black hair makes his way up to her and begins to dance with her, only in the front. Bulla smirks evilly as she realizes that she has become the star attraction in this club, for many other clubbers, both mal and female alike, are dancing closer to her. If she were paying attention, then she would have realized that she knew the ebony-skinned man dancing in front of her, but like most nights, when she is partying, she is running on auto-pilot. Everything, aside from the dancing and the occasional squeeze on her butt or hips, is ignored.
Bulla closes her eyes as she twirls around in sync with the dancer before her. Her hair swings in all directions, thanks to her quick movements. A soft moan escapes her lips as she feels her breasts being massaged from some random dancer behind her. It�s a guy too; she can feel his hardness resting against her backside if not for the roughness of the hands groping her chest.

Kami, it makes me so horny� Bulla thinks to herself as she slides her hand across the front-end of the dancers jeans, gently giving him a squeeze, to show that she likes what she feels in her palm, even if she isn�t interested. That�s what makes Bulla hot, getting others all worked up and leaving them behind to work away their frustrations. She can feel her nipples straining against the tight material of her outfit. She desperately wouldn�t mind sneaking off into one of the bathroom cubicles and masturbate away, letting the others in the vicinity hear her moans of ecstasy as she brings herself to orgasm. Or better yet, taking some cute stud into the stall and let him have his way with her.
�Let�s say you and me leave this joint eh,� a voice whispers into her ear. Bulla opens her eyes and comes face to face with a handsome man, one with green spiky hair. He is wearing leather, and looks as if he might be a punk-rocker type. Not that his appearance bothers Bulla, after all, she sometimes dresses like a Goth herself, depending on her mood or whatever may strike her fancy for the day. Juding from the strain at the front of his trousers, Bulla can guess he must have been the one dancing behind her that she had groped earlier.
�Let�s not,� Bulla simply replies as she pours on her game of leading the man on. �I came here to dance tonight, not get laid. Some other time honey,� Bulla coos as she pats his cheek and walks away from the crowded dance floor. She makes her way up to the bar, where she spots her brother Trunks and his girlfriend Pan. Bulla rolls her eyes at the sight. She never really liked Pan all that much growing up, and her distaste toward the other powerful female Saiyan only grew once Pan�s body finally matured into adulthood. Once again, Pan had bested her in something.
Trunks shakes his head at his sister once she reaches the bar. He had watched the entire scene with Bulla and her playmate. �Bulla you are such a tease. Leading the poor guy on like that.�
�Well, when he is sleeping with his girl or whatever, hopefully he�ll be thinking of me while handling his business,� Bulla remarks. She orders a drink from the bar-tender and downs it one gulp. �So how long have you guys been here?�
�Long enough to watch you make a spectacle of yourself on the dance floor,� Goten remarks from behind her. Bulla rolls her eyes again as she turns around to face the youngest male Son.
�I don�t really recall asking you, now do I,� Bulla retorts, her nose pointing in the air. �Anyways, it seems that the village idiot is here then I�m guessing Marron and Majuub are here as well somewhere?�
�They were out on the dance floor earlier,� Pan remarks as she looks back into the crowd. �You didn�t see Majuub? He came and danced right in front of you, trying to get your attention.�
�Nope, I wasn�t really paying attention,� Bulla shrugs, her breasts juggling with the movement. Bulla gives Pan a once over; the younger Saiyan girl is wearing a tight orange shirt and black baggy pants, her usual wear. Since the two graduated from High School, Pan has defiantly filled out in all the right places, especially in the chest department. The once flat-chest brunette now has the largest rack between Bulla, Marron and herself. Bulla�s eyes zone in on Pan�s slightly hardened nipples. Bulla licks her lips as she begins to imagine how it would taste to have one of Pan�s perky nipples in her mouth right now. She may not like Pan persay, but the daughter or Gohan and Videl has been in many of her fantasies.

Trunks is a lucky bastard, she thinks.
�There�s Marron,� Trunks remarks as he points in the blonds direction. Marron can be seen making her way through the crowds of people, heading toward the back of the club. �It looks as if she�s heading toward the bathrooms.�
�Cool,� Bulla remarks as she pushes herself off the bar. �I�m going to go chat with her. See you later bone-head.�
�Later whore,� Trunks smiles at his sister, who returns the smile. Trunks might not agree with the way that Bulla expresses herself, but he still loves his sister dearly, even if she sometimes is a bitch to Pan and Goten.
�She was checking me out again,� Pan groans. �I guess I should be flattered.�
�If she wasn�t my sister, I would love to watch you go at it with another girl,� Trunks leans forward and kisses her neck, one of his hands sliding around Pan�s side. He quickly gives one of her nipples a quick squeeze earning a gasp from Pan. �How about we forget the dancing for the night and you let me undress you with my teeth?�
Pan looks up at Trunks and kisses his chin lightly. �Lead the way cowboy.�

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Bulla finally made her way through all the dancing and into the bathroom. Once inside, she wipes her forehead with her hand, feeling the dampness. �Ugh, there are so many people here tonight! It�s so hot out there.�
Marron, who was washing her hands turns and smiles at Bulla, after recognizing her voice. �Hey girl, what have you been up to?�
�Just about everything,� Bulla shrugs as she walks over to one of the chairs and sits in it. The way the seats are seated is that they are on the opposing wall away from the sinks and mirrors, with the bathroom stalls slightly to the left of the seating area. Bulla uncrosses her legs, only to cross them the opposite way they were before.
Marron�s eyes widen in the mirror briefly. She really wasn�t looking in the mirror while she was talking to Bulla, but the moment she glanced up, she had watched the action and had spotted Bulla�s neither region in her reflection in the mirror.
�Bulla, you�re not wearing any panties?�
�No, they stick to me whenever I get sweaty from dancing,� Bulla remarks. A small cat grin graces her features. �Why, you like what you see?�
Marron blushes, remembering the times when she and Bulla were together as a couple. She and Bulla would have long make out sessions and pleasure each other withBulla�s toys, but she left all the behind when she began dating Goten. Just another reason to add to Bulla�s list of reasons for not liking Goten, other than the fact that he is a retard, he took away her bedding partner.
Bulla, interpreting Marron�s silence in her own way, stands and walks up behind the blond. Bulla wraps her arms around Marron, her right hands attaching to Marron�s right breasts rather roughly, and the other circling the area around Marron�s crotch. Bulla slides her hand up Marron�s own skirt and begins massaging Marron�s vagina on top of the other woman�s panties. Marron�s eyes roll into the back of her head, and she then closes them as she starts to lose herself, allowing Bulla to continue massaging her sensitive inner muscles as her fingers slip past the material and insert inside Marron�s wet folds.
Earning a gasp from the blond, Bulla smirks as she begins to squeeze Marron�s clit between two fingers. �You like that baby,� Bulla licks Marron�s neck, tracing a path from Marron�s earlobe to her shoulder; Bulla�s other hand pinching Marron�s nipples, making them harden against her top. �Remember how I use to bury my tongue deep inside you. How I use to make you cum in my mouth? You tasted so good��
�Buh� Bulla,� Marron moans, her eyes clenched shut. She leans forward against the sink, as her knees grow weak. Using her natural Saiyan strength, Bulla slides a knee between Marron�s legs, to keep the slightly older woman steady. Bulla uses her hand that was massaging Marron�s breasts and pulls her top down, exposing Marron�s flesh. Her bouncy breasts pop out from her top.

�Look at those perky melons,� Bulla continues to talk dirty into her prey�s ear. �Remember how we use to sixty-nine each other and rub our breast onto each other�s pussies? I loved that. I wanna do it again��
�Close,� Marron moans as she feels her lower muscles tightening, that familiar itch of an impending orgasm grows. Bulla bites Marron�s neck and begins to suck on the flesh. Her sucking becoming more fiece as she feel�s Marron convulsing on her fingers. �Cum for me baby. I want to taste you on my fingers��
Marron gasps as she lurches forward, her hands grabbing onto the sick tightly as she spills her orgasm on Bulla�s offensive fingers. Bulla chuckles viciously as she removes her fingers, but continues to play with the small patch of evenly trimmed hair above Marron�s love box. �See? I knew that you would love it.�
The blondes eyes widen, as the fog lifts from her mind. She quickly scammers away from the Bluenette. He quickly smoothes her skirt down and refits her breasts back into her own tubetop. �I can�t do this Bulla; not any more. I�m with Goten now.�
�What�s Goten got that I don�t,� Bulla snaps, angry that her former lover would shrug her off, for another guy to boot, especially after she just provided a quickie for her. �He may have a dick, but they don�t stay hard all night; that�s what a good strap-on is for. Remember those?�
�I love Goten,� Marron replies, trying to ignore Bulla�s advances. �He makes me feel special. And I want to have a family Bulla, and I can�t have one if I stay with another girl.�
�Whatever�, Bulla rolls her eyes and heads toward one of the toilet stalls. �If you ask me, Goten�s a waste of time. Heck, in fact, I wouldn�t mind allowing him to join us, if you�d come back with me.�
�I can�t,� Marron replies as she finishes straightening her clothes. �I won�t.�
�Your loss,� Bulla remarks as she closes the stall. She sighs in frustration once she hears the bathroom door open and close, indicating that Marron has left. �Damn and here I am, horny as hell.�
Bulla lowers the seat down on the toilet and sits on it. Its not that she had to use it herself, she just needed a reason to get away from Marron, after the girl denied her. The last thing she needed was to exit out of the bathroom, angry and cause a scene. The tabloids would be all over the scene and the last thing her family company needs is bad press. Bulla rests her face in the palm of her hands, trying to remain calm.
After a few minutes she raises her head and looks about the stall. On the walls, there are writings everywhere. Phone numbers, little funny poems and jokes, and tons upon ton are of vulgar language. Bulla finds herself chuckling at several of the jokes.
Bulla then spots a hole alongside the stalls. She looks at it weird. Above it, written on the wall in large black lettering says COCK HOLE. Bulla, being the wild child that she is, instantly realizes just exactly what it is, especially when she notices that the stall that she is in is the one next to the wall. And on the opposite side of the wall is the men�s restroom.
Bulla knocks lightly on the wall and instantly notices how thin the wall is. It�s nothing more than thin plywood separating this stall from the men�s restroom. She slips her fingers into the hole and wiggles them, trying to get the attention of anyone on the other side. Her mind is clouded with her arousal, as she finds herself pondering over just what may come. She has never done this before, she muses, and Bulla has done a lot!
She spots a shadow move on the opposite side and she smirks evilly, a smirk worthy of her father. Bulla drops to her knees, thanking whoever designed this stall had placed carpet on the floor. Obviously it was placed here for a reason. �Hello over there,� Bulla giggles as she watches the man jump in surprise. �I can see youuuuu!�
Bulla leans forward and peers through the hole; she can see the man�s zipper from the other side from where she is standing. Through the hole is not big enough for a hand to reach through, it�s big enough for another particular part of the male anatomy to fit perfectly. �Hey, tall, dark and handsome! Wanna give me a little treat?�
She can see him moving, trying to unzip his fly in a hurry. She can hear his pants drop to the floor on the other side. Bulla licks her lips, upon seeing the large brown male appendage presented before her. He places the tip onto the edge of the hole. Bulla reaches up and pulls its entire length through the opening. It begins hardening slightly from her touch.
�Wow, you�re a big one,� Bulla remarks as she takes the large meat into her hands and slowly begins to stroke it; it hardening by the second. Once it is good and hard, Bulla swirls the spit around in her mouth and opens it, taking the head of the large cock into her mouth.
The wall jumps slightly, indicating that the man on the other side was startled by the action, even though he knew what he was getting. Maybe it has to do with the fact that the mouth swallowing the length of his member is a tight one, or maybe it has to be that combined with the hot wetness of the girl�s mouth on the other side as well as her squeezing what she can�t fit past her lips.
Bulla moans as she bobs her head back and forth rather quickly on the large man-organ. She pulls back and begins to traces the veins alongside the bottom of his shaft with her perfectly manicured nails. Bulla pulls her mouth away and tosses her hair to the side for it was getting in the way; her right hand never releasing the ebony cock before her. She continues to pump it, causing a large droplet of precum to form at its opening. She leans forward and flicks her tongue across the tip of the cock, tasting the first indication of the man�s arousal before replacing the organ back into her mouth. She racks the top of her teeth across its girth, causing him to jerk on the other side of the wall. Bulla�s eyes are closed the entire time, as she concentrates on not choking. If her mind wasn�t so focused on that thought, she would laugh at the fact that she can honestly say that she had never had taken one this big before orally.
When her gag reflex finally tells her that it has had enough, Bulla pulls away quickly, coughing. She releases the large cock and allows it to dangle before her. Licking her lips, Bulla nuzzles it against her face.
�Well now, I wonder if Mom had ever done anything like this back in the day,� Bulla chuckles. Bulla lifts the cock upward and begins to trace her tongue up and down the length of what was able to fit through the opening in the wall. �Kami, you are a big one.�
With her heightened Saiyan senses, she can hear his heavy breathing on the other side. His cock is hot in her palm, and she can feel the blood pulsating in it. The veins along its length are thick and purple, contrasting brightly against the rich coffee colored skin. She uses her left hand to hold it in place and she quickly jerks him off with her right hand; her hand gliding up and down it quickly from her saliva covering it.
This continues for another good ten minutes, her rotating the cock from her hands back to the very back of her throat. Drool runs out the sides of her mouth and a long trail of spit hangs on by a thread from her chin as she increases the pace of her face fucking. Both of her hands are supporting her weight against the wall as she pushes her lips all the way up against the wall, burying all that she can of the cock deep into her throat.
Suddenly, hot cum coats the back of Bulla�s throat. Quickly swallowing the first load, Bulla pulls back off the length but keeps the purple bulb, that is the head of his cock in her mouth. She continues to jerk him off, feeding herself of all his orgasm without allowing any to spill. She then pulls away and continues to stroke, milking out any remaining trace of his orgasm, which drips out between the valley between her breasts.
�Oh snap�� the man on the opposite side of the wall leans forward and rests his head against the wall with a light thud. Bulla chuckles as she releases his still slightly hardened member. She licks her lips and watches the ebony cock retract back into the hole. Still on her knees, Bulla tries to look through the hole to perhaps see the face of the man she spent the last twenty or so minutes sucking off.
�He was a big one, I can only imagine how he�d be in the bed,� Bulla tells herself, long forgotten about her disappointment with Marron.
However he was, he moved quickly. Bulla watched him stuff his large organ back into his jeans and zip up his pants. Whistling, he turns and walks toward the door of the bathroom stall that he was occupying and leaves.
�Wait, don�t go,� Bulla gasps. She quickly scammers up to her feet and wipes the spit from off her lips. She leaves the stall and quickly exit�s the restroom and looks toward the entrance of the men�s room. Throwing all caution into the wind, she pushes past several people who were socializing near the doors and she busts into the men�s restroom only to find�
It completely empty.
�Wha�� Bulla glances in the stall closest to the wall wear she had occupied only moments earlier. �Where? He moved fast��
Stomping her foot on the floor like a spoiled child, the Saiyan princess pouts. �And I�m still HORNEY!!!�

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Whistling all the way back to the bar, Majuub has a look of satisfaction on his face. He sits down at the bar next to Goten and Marron. �Dude,� Goten speaks. �Took you long enough. I thought you went and got lost.�
�Nah,� Majuub chuckles. �Got caught up in something. Ran into an old� friend.�
�That�s cool,� Goten nods. �Oh great,� he sighs. �Here comes Bulla.�
Marron and Majuub look in the direction that Goten was looking in. Sure enough Bulla, looking flustered, makes her way up to the bar and takes a seat next to Majuub. �Bartender, give me something strong!�
�Problems Bulla,� Majuub asks.
�Plenty,� Bulla bites as she crosses her arms underneath her breasts. Majuub simply stares at her, smiling. He had sensed her aura when he was in the bathroom and had felt her and Marron�s arousal when the Bluenette had all but attacked Marron. When he had tracked her chi to the �special stall�, he had wondered if the known slut amongst friends would try out the glory hole that was cut into the bathroom wall. Sure enough, Bulla had sucked him off, without question of who was on the other side.
Looking down at her breasts, Majuub spots a trail of his orgasm still upon her breasts. Chuckling, Majuub points it out to her. �Uh, Bulla? You got something on your chest.�
�Wha,� Bulla looks down and gasps lightly. �Oh, err��
Shaking his head, Majuub picks up his drink that Goten had ordered for him while he was gone and begins to drink. Maybe one day he�ll tell Bulla that it was him, that she blew on the other side of the wall. But for now, he�ll keep it to himself.

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Okay, this is a reposting of the original fic. I went back and rewrote it somewhat, added new text and took out some old stuff to make it flow better. For the reader who requested in reading it again, hope you all got a kick out it as with everyone else. Leave me a review; it�d be much appreciated.
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