Seductions Princess

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Disclaimer: Forgot to do this in the first chapter. I do not own DBZ or GT characters.
Seduction’s Princess-Gohan
He should have listened. He should have listened to his father the moment he tried to tell him about the girl. But he couldn’t…he was upset. No. He was furious. The moment his father told him of his infidelity with the daughter of his best friend…he couldn’t take it. Goku had tried to explain things but to Gohan it meant nothing…all his words meant that he’d cheated on the woman who’d loved him the moment she saw him when they were children. It meant that his father had slept with a woman that was not his mother. Apart of him knew that Goku would never tell anyone about it out of guilt and fear unless…unless it was meant to protect. Protect. That’s what Goku always did. He always protected even at the cost of his own life, and this time…at the cost of his son’s love. But he couldn’t be mad now…not now. Not when he’d done the same thing, not now when he’d wished with all his heart and mind he had heeded his father’s warning…of her.
Perhaps…perhaps it was best to go to the beginning of all of it…yes…that would be best…just like his father.


It had been a month…a month since that night, and this one made promises of it’s own. It wasn’t the full moon. No. That was the night before, her father had found her spot and demanded she stay in a room where he could watch her…not that he was. He had been too preoccupied with her mother. But the glass mirrored and could withstand all her blasts and punches. She’d had plans…plans that had been ruined and she was furious.
But due to her father’s determination that had been instilled in her mind…she wasn’t ready to give up on her previous target. Gohan. She wanted him. And she would have him. Let her father try to stop her.
She’d thanked the gods that Gohan had decided to visit that day, Pan and her had talked all day, but she insisted they stay in the living room. That’s where Gohan was. He had been listening to Bulma’s stories while waiting for her dad for a spar, but she’d made sure he knew SHE was there…did she ever. Her top and skirt were shorter, not that one would notice…unless she wanted them to. She smiled nodding at Pan’s story, before purposely stretching out her leg and lifting her right leg to rest on her left knee. Giving Gohan a full view of her underwear or in this case…lack there of. Always show off the merchandise…let him see what she had to offer…and boy did she ever. He had been listening to Bulma’s story but when he saw her stretch his eyes had popped out of his head and he quickly looked away, but stole quick glances. He stirred uncomfortably, trying not to stare at her. Bra tried not to laugh or look at him even though she knew he was, she then leaned down to retrieve her drink on the counter and this time gave him a full view of what MORE she had to offer, and it caused sweat to drip down his face. Did she know what she was doing? He doubted it…not Bra. Not sweet, innocent, little Bra who he’d watched grow up before him, she wouldn’t ever intentionally…show him those kind of things. But he had to admit…it was causing strange reactions in him. He knew fully what he was seeing, and what could happen with them. And a sick part of him…was enjoying it. But he would only take it far as thoughts…nothing more.
“Gohan are you going to join us in the kitchen?” Videl’s voice broke through.
Gohan turned blushing furiously “What? N-no…I think I’ll wait for Vegeta here.”
“Are you okay dear? You look a little flushed” Videl said with concern.
“I’m fine” Gohan told her.
The two nodded before they turned to the kitchen, at that moment Pan got up “I’m going to the washroom quickly” she said before turning.
Bra waved, then turned to Gohan. “So Uncle Gohan…how are you?” she asked getting up.
Gohan watched her approach him, and felt the sweat race down his face “Fine” he replied.
She took a seat next to him, “Have you talked to your dad lately? I haven’t seen him since last month” she said.
Gohan shook his head “No…I haven’t. But I’m going to his house after we leave here…would…would you like me to say anything to him for you?”
Bra shrugged “No” she replied nonchalantly “Just making conversation.”
Gohan smiled “You don’t have to entertain me.”
She placed her hand on his thigh “But what if I want to?” she asked.
That could be taken in many different ways and he didn’t know which way he should. “After all” she said “We are at my house” her hand started to trail up his thigh “and as a future hostess, I should learn how to entertain my guests” her hand was now slowly stroking his upper thigh which was making him very uncomfortable, she then leaned into him and whispered “Can you show me how to entertain you Uncle Gohan?” she asked.
She then moved her hand to his crotch which was holding a very hard erection from her small ministrations, she rubbed it lightly. Gohan gasped, here he was…a man with a wife in the kitchen, a daughter in the washroom, sitting in the living room being felt up by the daughter of a woman who had been like a sister to him, and a man who could blow him away if he saw the position the two were in. She continued her administrations on his body, going faster and faster until suddenly he gasped as he felt himself cum in his pants. He hadn’t noticed he’d been holding his breath until he let it out at that point. Suddenly he felt his daughter’s ki approaching…as did Bra, so she pulled back and that moment Pan walked in. “Hey daddy” she smiled “Talking to Bra?”
Gohan wiped off the sweat on his forehead “Uh…yeah” he said.
He then got up and quickly walked out of the room “I have to go…to the bathroom” he said quickly before leaving.
The two girls laughed at him, one for his antics, the other for a completely different reason.


About half an hour later they were in the kitchen and Bra had found a place beside a very nervous Gohan. Everyone was talking except Gohan who was scared to death she’d try the same thing again here. But she didn’t…this time it was worse. They’d been sitting there before he suddenly felt a small hand reach over and pull his hand onto a bare thigh. His eyes widened but he tried his best to look normal, he knew that if he pulled back she’d fight and it would end up with a very ugly scene….gods he wished he’s just pulled away. The hand dragged his up her thigh, she spread her legs slightly allowing him passage to her crotch. She then moved his fingers along her pussy lips, he looked over to her in amazement but found she was eating a donut “Mmmm” she groaned “This is good…”
No one paid attention. He tried to stop his heart from racing but found it just beat faster. She then set two of his fingers down as she sank two into her cunt, he couldn’t believe this was happening! He couldn’t believe we was LETTING it happen! Her cunt was tight and warm, and filled with juices that were spilling into his hand. His thumb then worked on it’s own and began to stroke her hard clit. She groaned again with another comment about how good the donuts were. His fingers started moving in and out of her on their own, going faster and faster while his thumb moved along her clit until suddenly her fingers clamped around his fingers and she let out a small grunt which still no one caught. It was at this point that he realized she wasn’t holding his hand anymore…instead she had a firm hold on his cock she’d somehow pulled out and was now cumming all over her hand.
It was obvious to him then…she was trying to get him killed.


Two hours later…
They had left…she pouted watching them leave. But a thought made her smile, the thought of what she’d done. She’d repeated her actions from the living room at every chance she had, in the kitchen, outside while they watched her father power up, in the hallway…everywhere but where she truly wished…her bedroom. She sighed, she was sure she’d made him crazy, because she’d never seen Gohan fight with such determination as when he did with Vegeta that day. Which Vegeta had thoroughly enjoyed.
But she wasn’t finished, before Videl and Pan left she and her mother convinced both to join them for a small trip they were scheduled to take that night.
Bra smiled, she had such a brilliant mind. All she had to do was convince her mom to let her stay…a sickness would cover it. Bra was always so sensitive to illnesses.
She smiled turning to her bedroom and closing the door. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
His voice made her jump and spin around in surprise. “Of course you know what you’re doing” he said “You ALWAYS know what you’re doing…you knew what you were doing with me…and now…with my son.”
“What do you want Goku?” she asked.
“I WANT you to leave Gohan out of your sick games Bra” he told her taking several steps forward, “Its enough you dragged me into them, and you targeted me on the night I would be most vulnerable…a full moon. I will not let you have my son in the same way.”
Bra tossed her hair over her head “Get out…I’ll do whatever I wish.”
Instantly she was up against the wall looking into the eyes of a VERY angry Saiyan. “I will stop you” he said “I’ll tell him what you did…”
Bra laughed “Tell him?” she asked “Tell him what? That you slept with a 16 year old girl? That you had sex with a girl that wasn’t your wife? What would he think? Would he even let you get to the part about me trying to do the same with him? He’s throw you out before you’d get the chance and you know it.”
She then felt something…something between her legs, something hard pushing against he bare pussy. She looked down to see he was holding his dick up to her, she then looked back at him “Go to hell Bra” he said.
He then thrust into her, she cried out. He didn’t care, he then began to swiftly thrust his cock in and out of her tight hott pussy, the one he’d been thinking about since that night, the one he’d dreamed about, the one he fantasized about…god he loved her pussy.


After his brief relapse, Goku set out to find his son and warn him. But it was just as Bra told him…the moment he told Gohan about what happened Gohan was furious. Gohan then threw his father out of his house…literally, and warned him never to come back “If you ever come back here…I’ll kill you” he’d said.
And for some strange reason Goku forgot to tell him it was Bra. Now he’d only made things worse, but he couldn’t do much. All he could do was pray his son wasn’t as foolish as he’d been. But he wasn’t.


That night after Bulma and the girls had left Bra made her way to Gohan’s. She walked in and saw him sitting on the couch…staring into the darkness. She could feel his depression and wished to ease it “Uncle Gohan? Is that you?”
“Pan’s not here.”
She closed the door and walked into the living room “I’m not looking for Pan” she said “I need a place to stay for the night…my dad left somewhere and my mom forgot to keep the doors open. Silly me…I forgot my key.”
“Take Pan’s room.”
She then walked over and looked him over, he looked distraught “Are you okay Uncle Gohan?” she asked.
Gohan looked up at the young girl, then back into the dark “No” he replied.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Gohan shook his head, then forced his problems into the back of his mind so he could entertain his new guest. He reached over and flicked on the light before forcing a smile to his face “Nothing Bra” he said.
He then gasped at her clothing. If he though her skirt was short before…it was nothing but a belt now, and her top…god her top…all it covered was her nipples. And by the looks of them…it was cold out.
She looked over the white wifebeater and black boxers he was wearing before she sat down and gave him a sympathetic look “It’s okay Uncle Gohan” she said to him reaching up and brushing his hair “You can tell me anything.”
He knew she wouldn’t give up until she knew…so he told her. He told her what his father had, and when he was finished he was, he was leaning into her and crying onto her shoulder, a move that brought him into a position he didn’t want to be in. In contact with her skin…her body. “I’m so sorry Uncle Gohan” she said “You must feel terrible.”
“Yes” he said inhaling her scent which for some strange reason had brought out a VERY noticeable reaction in him.
One that shouldn’t have been caused by a simple perfume…too late. He found that he was kissing her shoulder, “Uncle Gohan?” she asked.
“Bra” he said, he kissed up her shoulder.
She groaned when he hit her neck, and started licking it, she smiled. She’s been working on a pheromone perfume for quite some time…one could say Gohan was the guinea pig for it. It seemed to work. Gohan licked up her neck and onto her chin. But before he got to her lips the reality of it hit him and he pulled back as if he’d been burned.
He then slammed himself into the corner of the couch “I’m…I’m sorry” he said “I didn’t’ mean…I shouldn’t have…something…what…what are you wearing?” he asked.
Bra slid further towards him “It’s okay Uncle Gohan” she said “I…I wanted you to…”
Gohan’s eyes widened “What? No…I’m old enough to be your father!”
She pressed herself against his chest before creeping her hand up his shoulder and into his hair “But you’re not” she said “I know you want me Gohan. I saw you looking…I knew you wanted to look…I wanted you to see…”
Gohan’s eyes widened “No…no I…”
She then pressed her lips to his, kissing him as she would a lover. Having her scent so close to him was driving all his senses crazy, he found himself kissing her back, Bra’s body writhed against him hotly as he tried his best to will his lips to stop. moments passed before a voice screamed out that this was wrong, that he should be pushing here away instead of…how did his hands get around her? Why were they pressing her to him?
In all excitement he didn’t even notice her hand crawling down his stomach and staring to rub his crotch, eh then heard a familiar zip sound before a groan escaped his throat when he felt her soft fingers begin to stroke him slowly. He felt himself slowly growing as the feel of this young girl’s body against him became too much. He found it hard to think as the child’s tongue slithered into his mouth and investigated it thoroughly, not to mention her small hand stroking his cock was making him delirious with pleasure. He almost forgot to breathe…and he needed to. Through all this he found that he needed to breath, her movements, her tongue, her hand…it was taking what breath he had away from him. “Bra” he began to beg “Bra please…please don’t…”
He then found himself begin to lick her neck, “Take me Uncle Gohan” she whispered into his ear keeping a steady movement stroking his hard penis “I want you to undress me…I want you…to fuck me.”
A loud groan escaped his throat when she said that, he couldn’t take it. His Saiyan instincts were taking him over completely and when she said that he knew it was over.
He reached up and grasped her top before ripping it off of her body. He then turned her around and then slid down her body as she slid herself to the edge of the couch riding what she called a skirt up to her waist. He then leaned forward and against his mind’s wishes his body guiltily began to lick her pussy, she groaned outloud and pressed herself more towards him, he grabbed ahold of her hips and dug his face as far into as it would go, he licked her pussy lips up and down before his tongue found the button he knew would set her off, and so he latched his lips around it and began to suck furiously, then her hips began to wildly thrust into his face and was accompanied by a shrill scream. He immediately let one hand slid down and began to thrust into the tight hole beneath the button, his fingers slid in and out easily as the whole was thick with juices. He rotated his head around for further stimulation as he teased and tweaked her small clit, suddenly her body stiffened and she threw her head back to scream out, her hole clamped shut and more juices then began to flood out of it. Gohan slid his fingers out and began to drank what she was giving. When she relaxed he slid back onto the floor leaning on his elbows, and tried to get ahold of his breathing “Leave” he ordered “Please…leave.”
He didn’t expect she would…why would she? She had him right where she wanted…she knew it…he knew it…so why ask? She slid down and then crawled up his body, then tilted her head to kiss him as he quickly gave into her. “How can I leave…when I owe you more?” she whispered.
She then slid down, and wrapped her fingers around his boxers before pulling them down. She then lifted up his wife beater and kissed around his navel before slowly dragging her tongue down his stomach and towards his cock. She then grasped his dick in her hands and slowly licked up to the head before swirling her tongue around it, sucking it lightly then dragging her tongue back down, Gohan’s head fell backwards as a loud groan escaped from his throat, she repeated this action several times before she engulfed the whole thing into her mouth and sucked it lightly. She then dragged her mouth up his cock sucking hard until she got to the head and pumped it with her hand, she continued this steadily repeating the motions until Gohan couldn’t take it anymore. She then deep throated him and let him fuck her mouth as his hips had began to subconsciously thrust in and out of her throat. She moved her head and mouth fast, and then reached up to his balls to fondle them before reaching under and rubbing a certain spot. Gohan then cried out and felt his entire body shudder as his cream shot out from the tip and flew down her awaiting throat, she quickly slid the cock out of her mouth until she got to the head where she sucked everything into her mouth.
When she was finished she then crawled up his body and ripped off his shirt to begin kissing and licking his chest and neck, Gohan grasped her shoulders then turned them both over, he looked into her eyes while slowly dragging his hand along her right thigh and lifting her leg to his mouth where he continued to stare at her while he kissed it up and down, she groaned, and gasped when he began rotating his hips into her, his penis hit her clit and she cried out. He held her leg with her elbow while he continued to torture her with his hips and leaned down to her ear “You want this?”
“Yes…” she gasped against him.
“You want me?” he dragged his tongue along her neck.
“Yessss…” she whispered.
“What do you want?” he suckled on her neck.
”I…uh! I….I want…” she could barely speak through her body’s calls.
“Tell me…” he bit her ear lightly.
“I want you…to…fuck me…” she rotated her hips into his.
With that he thrust into her, she cried out and he groaned loudly. The moment he’d thrust into her…he understood. He understood why his father had been so weak against her. It was an undescribable feeling, her cunt was so tight…it formed a vicegrip around his hard cock that he found hard to resist…and didn’t. He attacked her breasts suckling them like a baby would a mother, trying to extract some hidden juice inside them, bruising them with his lips. She grasped his head to her as she moved his hips along with his, the thrusts were slow, but hard, every time he would reenter her she would cry out as he hit her spot every time. She knew this wouldn’t last long…he was so long and hard…so amazing. He took his time, he wasn’t in a rush for anything, and the way he let his tongue explore every crevice of her body was enough to maker her orgasm that moment. Her cunt was so tight, so hott, so amazing, it was so wet he had little trouble thrusting in and out of her but found she’d clench every time he thrust out, like she wanted him in her forever.
That’s when he felt it, he felt it begin to grow inside him and feel his body begin to shutter. She arched against him, and he latched his mouth to her breasts suckling them, wanting her to feel everything he was. She began to cry out his name begging him to fuck her, to take her, to claim her…she was his. “Oh Uncle Gohan!” she would scream “Oh gods! Please fuck me! Please take me…I’m yours…Gohan!”
Suddenly he felt it, he felt her cunt clamp around him like a vise grip and she threw her head back with a scream as an orgasm wracked her body, she trembled beneath him in pleasure as her juices flooded out, at that point it then hit him as well, his hott sticky cum began to shoot into her pussy while he cried out and the orgasm flew throughout his body “Bra!” he screamed “Oh Bra! Fuck yes!”
He felt like he’s just fought a thousand Cell’s, all his energy had drained out of his body as he rolled away from her. He breathed hard trying to catch his breath as did she, the after affects of the orgasm shuttered throughout his body like electricity jolting through him.
He suddenly felt her roll on top of him, he opened his eyes to see her straddle him and place his still hard cock at her entrance. “Say it” she demanded rubbing the head against her pussy.
He groaned at the feeling “Fuck me” he whispered.
She then slammed down on him, they both cried out. She clenched her muscles as she slid up him and relaxed going down, slowly at first before suddenly begging to go faster and faster rotating her hips at a speed that was all Saiyan. Gohan grabbed her hips and helped her go faster and harder, over and over again as screams and cries came from either’s throat. “God Bra fuck me harder!” he demanded.
She obeyed him bouncing up and down trying desperately trying to find release yet wanting it to last forever. Gohan then brought his hands up to her bouncing breasts feeling their weight in his hands. He looked up to her face, her eyes almost closed, her hair swinging wildly about her, sweat dripping from her shoulders and face, and her mouth slightly open. “Ride me Bra” he demanded “Ride me fast and hard…”
“Oohhh yes” she moaned “Oh yes…yes Uncle Gohan…let me ride you…let me fuck you. You’re so hard…so long…uh….Gohan!
He began thrusting up and down meeting her pussy, he reached down and grasped her hips once again and began the two used every muscle they had to mate hard and fast. Suddenly cum began squirting out of her pussy and she threw her head back with a scream “I’m cumming!”
Gohan cried out her name never allowing her to stop her thrusts as their orgasms traveled throughout their bodies in unimaginable pleasure.
She then collapsed on top of him. The two were so worn out that they fell asleep just like that, with cum still spilling from either one.


The next morning Gohan woke up still lying naked on the floor, but now with a blanket over him. He sat up confused before the previous nights engagements came back to him.
He then shook his head…he was his father’s son.


Meanwhile Bra was back at her house looking over the list on her desk. She then reached down and crossed off Gohan’s name. She smiled, next would be the easiest…Goten.


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