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Teacher	By : okieday17 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 9167 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

Warnings: ADULT conversations, lots of naughty words

A/N: Oh yes, I went there. A Goku/Bulma lemon. Please don't flame if you don't like the couple- this idea just popped into my head, and I had to write it out.

Chap 2: Question and Answer

After seeing Vegeta take off, knowing that he had discovered EXACTLY what I hadn't wanted him to--namely, that Goku and I had slept together (A LONG TIME AGO)--I had leapt into action, grabbing the phone, and dialing the number I had memorized with alarming speed. My heart only sped up as the ring's started, praying that Goku would answer. My stomach did a flip as I heard the click of the phone as it was finally picked up.

      It was late, and I felt bad when I heard Chi-Chi yawn as she answered, obviously just having been raised from sleep, "hello?"



      I kept my voice panicked, knowing Chi-Chi would only hand the phone to Goku if she thought it was an emergency. "Chi-Chi, its Bulma. Vegeta's gotten angry, and I think he's heading your way."



      Chi-Chi sounded more alert, "I'll tell Goku right away."



      She sounded like she was going to hang up and I didn't have to pretend panic when I spoke next, "I need to speak to him Chi-Chi!" I had to warn Goku why Vegeta was flying over to him in a rage--it was my fault that this cat was out of the bag, but no need for it to get even further out of the bag. In fact, I would have liked nothing more than to shove that stupid cat into the bag, and throw it into a river, tied to a brick. "Please Chi-Chi."



      She didn't say anything about the odd request, which I was eternally grateful for, and instead a few seconds later, Goku's sleepy voice come on, "hey best friend. What's up?"



      I gulped, knowing that something we had both silently acknowledged to never speak about again was coming back to bite us in the ass. "Vegeta knows Goku."



      I heard the rustle of sheets, but Goku's voice was easily carefree as he asked, "what did you do to anger him this time Bulma?" He let out an easy laugh, but I could hear the underlying tension in his voice, so that I knew he knew what I was referring to.



      I decided to keep the explanation short and simple, "Vegeta and I began sleeping together...a while back now. Tonight, he was asking questions about my past lover's, and I didn't answer him--but he guessed. He's pissed Goku."



      Goku let out a laugh, "all right. Don't worry about it. I'm sure it was an accident. I know Vegeta can be an extremely persistent guy."



      I let out a sigh, releasing a breath I didn't realize I was holding at Goku's easy acceptance, as I thought back to that night--the one night I had been trying to hold back from Vegeta, as I held the phone to my ear.



      I blame Master Roshi and the rest of his crew--the day before Goku's wedding, and they had decided to throw the almost completely innocent Goku a bachelor party. I could have told them that that was a bad idea--but that crew needed very little excuse to watch porn together while drinking copious amounts of alcohol. I learned all of this later that night of course--I had no idea what the boys had been up to as they had carted Goku off after dinner.



      I just knew that there was copious amount of drinking, and while Goku drank as much as everyone else, he had a strong Saiyan constitution keeping him sober while everyone else passed out around him. Though of course at the time we all just thought he had the ability to control his body much better than others--how were we supposed to even guess he wasn't human? Besides the tail I guess...



      But that's not the point--what the point is that while everyone else from the party had been snoring, the flickering images of some dirty movie rolling over them, Goku had watched, intently. He had been exposed to Master Roshi's depravity in the form of magazines and aerobic show obsession before--but he had never been confronted with straight up porn before, and, being Goku, he was extremely curious. So he had watched the movie long after everyone else had passed out, his eyes growing larger and larger.



      My capsule house wasn't far from where Roshi had placed his, as the wedding was happening in Chi-Chi's village, and we had all had to travel to be present at it. Roshi had offered to let me stay at his place, but I had known that would be the stupidest thing I could agree to (that man had seen me naked WAY too many times for my liking), so I had brought my own place to sleep in, even though we had all traveled together.



      I was up late, well, because I had no reason not to be. No one was staying with me, and so I had taken the opportunity of silence over the past few days to work on some projects that I had been putting off during the tournament.



      The knock had scared me out of my wits, and I pulled off the microscopic goggles I had been wearing, looking at the door, frowning, especially as I saw the time. My frown only deepened when I saw Goku on the other side, his hand behind his head, the ever-present smile on his face, "Goku?"



      He let out a laugh, "hey Bulma--I didn't wake you, did I?"



      I shook my head, still confused as to what Goku was doing here at two am, the day before his wedding. I could smell some alcohol on him, but it was more from where other's had spilled on him, then his breath. I gave him a smile because he was Goku. "No, you didn't--what happened to your bachelor party?"



      His eyes flashed, and the smile disappeared for a second, and I was moving back, instantly concerned, inviting him in, leading him to the small living room as he explained, "everyone else passed out."



      I nodded, moving to the kitchen, "some sleepy time tea, perhaps? You have to be up early tomorrow, for your wedding, and you should probably get some good sleep. It can be like old times--you can sleep on the couch. Much nicer then spending the night before your wedding with Krillin's foot in your face."



      He laughed, but that thought had struck me as odd--the boy who I had found in the woods was getting married. But I tried not to think about it too much, as it tended to make me feel incredibly old...not to mention, unmarried and incredibly aware of my current single status.



      "Sure."



      I made the tea, and walked over to sit on a couch that was facing him as we sat, staring at each other, as I blew on the hot brew. Goku looked down into his tea, as he finally seemed to find the words to say. It was hard for me not to hear the inquisitive child I had first found, though I now know he was older than I initially thought. But still, I always thought of him as that backwoods boy I had found, especially when he asked in that timid voice, "Bulma...do you mind if I ask you some questions?"



      I frowned at him, but he refused to meet my eyes. So I simply prodded, "questions about what?" I had learned long ago never to commit to anything straight out with Goku--who knew where that would led you.



      Goku's eyes met my own, large, and even though Goku was a man now I still saw the little boy in his eyes as he told me, "we watched some movies at Master Roshi's place..."



      He trailed off, and I resisted the urge to laugh when I realized what he was doing here. Movies at Roshi's? No bonus points for anyone for guessing what kind of movies. As for why he had come to me--I wasn't surprised. I had been the one to first introduce him to the world at large, the one to teach him about things he had never even seen before. He had come to me, because I had taught him so much about the world before, and he knew I would answer his questions.



      As for why Goku had to come to me to ask these questions, I really wasn't that surprised upon reflection. His grandfather had died when Goku had still been young, and I was sure Roshi had never bothered to explain the birds and the bees to the strongest kid on earth. I sighed, thinking just what he was asking me to answer.



      I nodded, though. I owed it to the poor kid, I guess. He was about to get married--I didn't want him to be with Chi-Chi tomorrow night, completely unsure of what to do. That would be awkward all around--more awkward than our first night together when he had questioned me on every item of domesticity he had lived without up until that point. So I would give him answers. Consider it one of my wedding presents to both, I guess.



      "All right, Goku. What do you want to know?"



      Goku smiled brightly at me, setting the tea down, before he started to gesture crudely with his hands, "well what was with the whole..." he gestured again for emphasis, and I resisted the urge to splutter my tea all over him, halfway between a laugh and disgust.



      "Okay--wait. Stop. What did you see?"



      Goku scratched the back of his head, "I'm not sure. There was a lot happening--fighting with no clothes, with large amounts of people coming in and out...and then there was a goat--"



      I cut him off, suddenly aware that if Goku was going to learn about sex, it had best come from me, and not the porno stash at Roshi's. I wasn't sure what Roshi had, but after hearing Goku speak about it, I could only imagine what kind of depravity Roshi was into.



      "Goku, you do know what sex is, don't you?"



      Goku's eyes grew larger, and he leant forward, "its what people do when they like each other. Right? Like you and Yamcha?"



      I flushed, and corrected him, "its what Yamcha and I used to do Goku. It's not like we're having sex now."



      Goku looked innocent as he asked, "so who are you having sex with now, Bulma? Is there someone else you like?"



      I considered telling him about 'Steven'--the name of my favorite vibrator, but I decided that lecture would have to wait for a later time. And be done by someone other than me. "No--Goku, sex is a physical way of expressing love between two people."



      "Expressing love? What do you mean?"



      I stammered, suddenly realizing how much I was going to have to explain, "well when two people...they...well." I sighed, "okay. You and Chi-Chi are getting married tomorrow. So you're going to be expected to...procreate."



      Goku looked even more confused when he had first walked in, "procreate?" He said the word like he was tasting it.



      I frowned, bluntly telling him, "to make children."



      He brightened, "oh! Right! To make babies!" He looked confused as he continued, "but you don't have babies!"



      I sighed, "it doesn't always lead to babies--sometimes it just...fun."



      Goku looked like he was going to ask more questions about that, but hell if I was going to answer them so I rushed over him, "but since you'll be married, it will be so you and Chi-Chi can show your love for each other, and make babies."



      He nodded, "oh okay." Then he frowned, "how do you do that? Make babies?"



      I felt my cheeks flame, "well, you see--you take your...male anatomy...and her female anatomy. It's like a lock and a key..."



      His eyes were growing larger, and more befuddled looking, and I realized my euphemisms were not going to help this boy.



      Kami! I felt like a mother explaining sex to a child--too embarrassed to actually tell him anything, but trying my damndest to get through it. I swore inwardly, frustrated with the inability I had to speak frankly about sex with Goku. He was still a little kid in my mind, though he was physically a man.



      I told myself to snap out of it, I was Bulma Briefs. An attractive woman, who was very cosmopolitan, and mature. I could talk about sex--and I was going to prove it.



      I sighed, putting my tea down, leaning over, so my face was in my hands, "listen Goku--you remember when you found out the difference between males and females? When you first stole my underwear?"



      Goku brightened, "yes! You were flat, and hard--not like my grandfather!"



      I smirked, "exactly. That's because you have a..." I stuttered over the word, "a penis. That's what the extra bit of 'pillow' is between your legs." Well those were actually his balls--but I was going for anatomical references, all right?



      He nodded, looking at me intently, "and yours is flat--so you don't have a penis?"



      I felt my cheeks flame at the easy use of the word penis. Hearing it come from Goku--it was so not right. But I soldiered on. "Right--I don't have external..." too big of a word for Goku, so I sighed, starting over, "your sex--your penis, is on the outside of your body, external, while a female's sex, her vagina, is internal--on the inside."



      He tilted his head, "a vagina? How odd."



      I smirked, knowing he was only going to think things would get odder as the talk continued. "Its just how men and women are formed--it is so a man can put his sex inside of a female--and that's how they make babies."



      Goku frowned again, patting himself, which caused me to go so, so red, "so I just take this and put it in Chi-Chi--and we make babies?"



      I sighed, frustrated, standing, pacing, not looking him in the eyes when I realized how much more I was going to have to explain. "No--look Goku. When a man and a woman are attracted to each other, there are certain steps, certain signs that indicate they are ready to have sex."



      His voice was so innocent as he asked, "like what?"



      I kept pacing, refusing to meet his eyes as I repetitively told myself I was mature and suave enough to have this conversation. "Well physical touches between the two--lead to excitement. Kisses, hand holding, hugging--any sort of physical contact...that's not fighting, I mean, but soft and caring, leads a males part to harden..."



      Goku's voice was bright, "oh! I've had that happen!"



      I stopped pacing, and looked at him, relieved, "so you know what to do with it when that happens, right?"



      Goku nodded, smiling, "right. I think of Roshi in a bikini--that's what Krillin told me to do when I wake up with them. It works every time. I go soft again like that!" He snapped.



      I laughed and I flopped down on the couch next to him, leaning back into the deep couch, so he had to turn his head to look at me, "right--that's what you're supposed to do when you're in an inappropriate moment to have that kind of thing."



      "Inappropriate...."



      I sighed, frustrated, "when its not the right time to have a hard-on. To be hard. Which is whenever you're in public, or when a woman doesn't want to have sex with you."



      "Ah."



      I put a hand over my eyes, forcing myself to continue, "but, when you and Chi-Chi are alone, and she is kissing you back, holding you back, touching you back--then don't think of Roshi in a bikini--because that is your body telling you you are ready to have sex with Chi-Chi."



      There was a silence, and I wondered how much more I would have to tell him about the act.



      Goku spoke up next, "and will Chi-Chi get hard like me? Will a part of her stand up?"



      I laughed again, looking at him, putting a hand on his knee, pulling myself up to look him in the eye, "no. Women are built differently then men. Since our sex is on the inside...well a part of us gets hard, but that's the clit, and that is a whole other lesson...anyways" I steamrolled on, knowing that Goku wasn't ready for that conversation yet, either. "When a woman becomes excited, her insides become wet."



      Goku made a face, "she starts to leak??"



      I laughed, shaking my head, "its not as disgusting as you probably think it is." The scientist in me took over as I mechanically told him, "see, for a male to place his hardness inside of a female--it helps if the female has her own natural lubric...wetness, to make the insertion of the male inside of the female easier."



      Goku followed all of this with rapt attention, until he said, "I PUT IT INSIDE OF HER?!"



      I smirked at him, patting his knee, "trust me kid--you're going to love it."



      He looked taken aback at that, and I smiled, getting ready to wrap up my sex talk, "Goku--just remember, when Chi-Chi is kissing you tomorrow night, kiss her back, and touch her, softly in certain spots." I paused for a second, before pointing to my boobs, and then down to the apex of my thighs, "or anywhere--softly. Kiss her, stroke her. Her body will open up to you, and that's when you put your hardness inside of her."



      Goku nodded, leaning closer, "and then what?"



      I fought back the blush as I told him, "that's when you thrust inside of her."



      His face was a blank, and I blushed as I made the same crude hand gesture he had made earlier. His whole face lit up, "oh! Like the movie!"



      I nodded, before looking stern, "but remember--the movie is just that. Fantasy--there are things in there that should never be repeated." I paused for a moment, before adding, for good measure, "animals should never be included in sex. EVER." Chi-Chi could thank me for that one later.



      "What about when a man puts his fingers into a woman's vagina?"

      I spluttered again, and grabbed his shoulders, looking him in the eyes as I fought for control. "No--actually, that is part of foreplay...like the touching and kissing her."

      Goku nodded, looking much older as he absorbed everything I was telling him about sex. I had to admit the sex talk, now that it was over, hadn't as been as bad as I was expecting. Hell--it could have been a lot worse.



      I thought for a second about all I had told him, then I tried to look stern as I continued, "now Goku--you have to promise me you won't tell anyone about the conversation we've had tonight. And don't go around saying the words penis and vagina like they're normal words. They're not. It's inapprop--not polite. Do you promise?"



      His eyes were large, but Goku gave me a nod, and I relaxed against the couch, sighing.



      There was a silence as Goku processed everything, and I tried to stop blushing from my only time ever giving the birds and the bees speech. When Goku spoke next, it was in his right-before-a-fight voice, no longer sounding like a twelve year old, though his question completely floored me. "okay then...what is kissing?"



      I blushed crimson all over again as I shot up on the couch to look at his curious expression. I was at the end of my rope at this point, and it showed in my voice when I exasperatedly yelled at him, "you've never been kissed?!"



      He frowned, "I don't think so. That's not when the second girl comes in, is it?"



      I laughed at this, leaning back on the couch, "movies Goku! Movies! Sex is usually only between two people."



      He nodded, leaning over me as he looked at me, "okay--I get it, only two people...but can you tell me what this kiss is?"



      I stared at him, beyond exasperated at that moment as it hit me how much Goku truly had to learn.



      It was going to be a long night

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      A/N: You gotta wonder how Goku learned about sex--hopefully before he was married. Also, sorry if Goku seems really innocent in this chapter--it just fit this story, and I hope he isn't too OOC.

      Lemon next chapter!
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