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Saiyan Style	By : AnonMuss Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 4446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Obvious disclaimer time. I don't own the Dragon Ball series, and I make no money/profit from this. Side effects of Saiyan Style sex may include serious injury, incarceration, and/or death. Don't try this at home.

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Gohan rocketed toward Capsule Corporation Headquarters as fast as he could. He felt relief wash through him the moment he was able to sense the energy of Goten and Trunks, but his speed didn't flag. Just because they were alive didn't mean they weren't engaged in deadly battle. Their energy levels being so high implied that they were both fully powered up for some reason.
Gohan noted how much stronger Goten's energy felt than the last time he'd seen his little brother. His otouto was almost as strong now as Gohan was in Mystic form. The greater part of him felt pride in Goten for reaching such heights so young, but a smaller, intensely painful part of himself felt shame and anger that he had allowed his little brother to get so close to surpassing him so soon. Gohan might be able to accept Goten being stronger than him like Dad was, but only once Goten was a fully grown man and had truly come into his own. Goten had come so far already, still clearly had a long way to go before he reached his potential, and yet he was already close to leaving Gohan behind in power at just eight years old.
Gohan's knawing worry, anger, and feelings of inadequacy and shame stoked his fury to a level that it hadn't come close to reaching since he had become an emasculated adult. All the hairs on his body stiffened with the Mystic energy that began to fill him.
Father and Vegeta might be disciples of the God of Destruction, but Gohan was a disciple of the God of Creation. Gohan connected and resonated with the very harmonic energy that made up all of Existence, that which gave life to all things. He gave a portion of his energy to that resonance, and it pulsed back exponentially more power than he offered. He approached the point of Harmony where all living things within his Mystic range who were not enemies gave a tiny portion of their energy to him. It was such a small amount of energy that not a single entity would notice the difference, but all of that power quantumly entangled with Gohan in an instant like countless drops of water combining into a mighty ocean, and he felt true Unity once more.
Some people like Father were able to use a lesser version of this technique to externally summon a Spirit Bomb of varying size, but their way was like trying to paint the Sistine Chapel with your feet. The Spirit Bomb technique was an inversion of using the Energy of Creation to enter Mystic form-a form and power that can even rival Gods of Destruction if the Mystic practitioner is capable of enough range to resonate with enough of Creation.
While Father might be able to sluggishly summon an external Spirit Bomb, Gohan was the Spirit Bomb, to the point that if he drew more of this Mystic energy into his body than he could handle, then he would be incinerated in an explosion of energy that would probably make Vegeta's kamikaze attack against Majin Buu look like a mere fart in the wind.
Gohan's current range for Mystic form limited him to only being able to receive energy from about half of the living creatures on Earth, and he knew that only resuming his intense training could increase that range and allow him to tap more power.
Near the end of his Mystic training, the Supreme Kai told Gohan that Piccolo was the best teacher to continue honing Gohan's body, mind, and spirit back on Earth. He said Piccolo would be able to help him improve his current techniques and develop new ones. But his Mother had started in on him as soon as she had the chance once he was home. She was relentless. She told him to stop slacking off, leave the fighting to the others, finish school, get a prestigious, high-paying job, and live peacefully under the radar.
He regretted ever listening to her about those things. He still loved her, but now deep resentment for limiting his potential battled against that love.
He knew why she raised him the way she did. She loved him and didn't want him getting hurt the way he already had been so many times before, ever since he was a small child. It must have been torture for her little boy to run off to some other planet and spend the next years of his life caught up in deadly struggles. He supposed that the human part of him might feel the same way and would want to shield his children from that kind of life if he were in her place. But the Saiyan part of him called her a sentimental coward whose emotional selfishness weakened not only herself, but her offspring as well.
He would not rail at her for whittling him down to a fraction of the power that he should be at now, but he would not bow to her will any longer either. Videl always thought it was stupid for him to work when her family was so rich, instead of training to defend Earth the way that only very few people like him could. Saiya Man had begun as a way to satisfy some of Gohan's need to use his rare abilities to help others, and he had been worried about Videl finding out and taking the same stance as his Mother on "stupid heroics that would worry her early into the grave," but she was actually fully supportive of him, and he loved her for it.
He didn't want to hurt his Mother, so he donned the disguise of Saiya Man to hide his face from her as much as from any criminal who might seek revenge against his loved-ones.
His chief worry at the moment was that maybe someone somehow had uncovered his identity and was now targeting his friends and family to get back at him for something Saiya Man might have done to them or to a friend or colleague of theirs. With Gohan's history, there was a better chance that it was some other crazy threat, but it would make it his fault if his actions as Saiya Man were the cause of this family emergency. His Mother would always be in his head if someone got hurt because of that, reminding him that it was his fault and that this wouldn't have happened if he had just obeyed and never donned the suit.
But then, he never would have helped the countless people that he had as Saiya Man. Were the lives of all those people really worth so little to him that he would let a personal loss because of his help destroy him and keep him from helping others as a result?
No. That was not Justice, and Saiya Man fights for Justice.
The human part of him would trade almost anything to make sure none of his family got hurt because of him, but the saiyan part of him would painfully destroy any creature stupid enough to harm his family, even if it was Lord Beerus himself.
Gohan had once asked the God of Creation if even that seemingly frail, ancient being could take the God of Destruction in a fight. The Supreme Kai had laughed.
"We are equal and opposites, an ultimate match for eachother, and we always will be. However, we both know the secret that if one of us is destroyed then the other will die."
"So if you're equals then why do you seem so scared of him?"
"I am the God of Creation, he is the God of Destruction. I want to create and preserve, but he threatens to destroy what I create while knowing that I'm unable to stop him. If it did come down to it, he's such a hothead that he would be willing to kill me even knowing that it would be his own end, like the stinging bee. All I can do is hope that this bee enjoys the fruits of my Garden enough to keep him from stinging its other denizens, or myself."
Gohan didn't press any further, but it didn't seem right to him that Lord Beerus pushed the Supreme Kai around like that. Maybe the disrespect and threats were merely a facade to hide the secret of their extreme co-dependence upon one-another, but it still bothered him, and he knew that it bothered the Supreme Kai, too.
But what could be done? You can't even lead a cat to water, much less make it drink.
Gohan resolved for the tenth time that day to have Piccolo start training him again. He would train like never before and become so strong that he could even make Lord Beerus stop disrespecting the Supreme Kai, or else he would bend the God of Destruction over his knee and then ground him to his planet for a thousand years.
Gohan grinned at his own ridiculous ambition, but the absurdity of it didn't lessen his determination. Father had already taught him that you can even rival gods with enough effort.
He landed on the grounds of Bulma's expansive personal residence and flash-stepped into the main dome, following the energy signatures of Goten and Trunks. Now that he was closer, he could sense a third presence as well. It wasn't as strong as Goten or Trunks, almost being completely obscured from his senses by the sheer power of the other two until he got closer, but it was still stronger than most of the non-saiyan Z fighters.
Quick as a blink, Gohan appeared in the open door of the master bedroom. His eyes immediately bulged, jaw dropping at what he found.
Bulma was naked on her bed, her eyes closed and her breath heavy as she pressed the face of her eight year old son into her hairless pussy with both hands, where Gohan could hear him sucking and licking her with the wet sounds of saliva and cuntjuice slicked skin.
Trunks was naked as well, on his hands and knees in SS2 form with an equally nude SS3 Goten behind him, fucking his ass like a wild animal.
*PAK PAK PAK PAK PAK!*
The loud slaps rang through the room like machine gun fire as his little brother forcefully fucked his best friend's ass while the moaning bottom boy ate his Mommy's pristine pussy.
Gohan had never gotten so hard so fast in his life.
He'd secretly nursed a crush on Bulma and her perfect body ever since he first met her, but he was always too shy to approach her about his feelings. She always seemed utterly unattainable to him, completely out of reach. It was a general consensus among the scientific community that Bulma was the most intelligent woman alive, likely the most intelligent human alive period, and perhaps the most intelligent person of either sex to ever live thus far. On top of that, she was one of the most beautiful AND the absolute richest woman in the world, and to cap it all off she wasn't even close to his age, even though she was as desirable as ever. He had never even felt like he had a shadow of a chance with her, especially once Vegeta staked his claim and she was all for it.
But now here she was, naked and engaged in an incestuous threeway with her son and Gohan's little brother. And she had specifically called him over here to . . . help?
Gohan was no fool. He knew that if he would ever get a chance to be with Bulma, this was it, so he wasted no time in doffing his clothes until he stood naked in the doorway, his thick eight and a half inch cock fully erect as he channeled the sexual powers of Creation to increase his seductive magnetism, stamina, and fertility. It would take an iron will for most creatures to resist Gohan's advances in this form. His body was a work of art on a Universal scale, and his aura and energy became pure life, pure love, and pure sex that few would even want to try resisting.
The boys were so involved in their sexplay that neither seemed aware of his presence. Bulma's place was rigged with so many sensors that he could understand their lack of vigilance in that area, but Bulma herself opened her eyes and grinned at him, inclining her head immediately to invite him into the room.
He approached the bed more quietly than an owl on the wing, but stopped to curiously stare at his little brother's cherubic ass, as from this position in the room, every time Goten withdrew his hips and prepared to fuck his way back into Trunks, Goten's asscheeks parted to reveal his own little asshole, which twinkled like a tiny star at Gohan.
He quietly continued forward and reached out in time with Goten's next withdrawal from Trunks' ass to snatch at the object lodged inside of his little brother's hole. Goten yelped in surprise and looked back to see who had just unplugged his butt, and giggled "Gohan!".
"Weally?" Trunks' excited yet muffled voice came from Bulma's pussy. Gohan knew Trunks had a little crush on him, but Gohan didn't think it was nearly as bad as the one that he himself had for Bulma as a kid. Boy . . . would he find out how wrong he was. But in that moment, Gohan figured that if he was going to be able to sate his craving for Bulma then he'd give Trunks what he wanted today as well, since he was already clearly ready and willing.
Gohan, especially channeling the sexual energy of Creation, was capable of even more multiple orgasms than most saiyans. His plan was to fuck a load into both Goten and Trunks as a warmup so he didn't embarrass himself with Bulma-the final boss-by getting too excited and cumming the moment he plunged into her. He wanted to impress her, to make her wish she had chosen Gohan instead of Vegeta. He was going to make her beg for his cock, beg for more, and beg for it to never end.
Gohan saw that Goten's boypussy was already well lubricated as some cum threatened to leak out of him, but Gohan prevented that by stepping right behind his little brother and replugging the hole with his eight and a half inch meatcork.
"Ughhhgg!" Goten grunted, surprised again by the sudden, thick and familiar intruder digging a wider trench through his ass. He stood stock still while his big brother mounted him in a way that the boy had been desperately missing for months.
Gohan pulled Goten's head to the side and began kissing him, his tongue dueling with Goten's as he sank into his otouto's fuckhole, which was so much warmer and tighter than any of Videl's. Kids have higher average body temperatures, so they feel even better wrapped around your dick than adults for that reason and many more, and they enjoy sex even more than most repressed and indoctrinated adults.
Gohan's pelvis bumped against Goten's round asscheeks and his Goten moaned into his mouth as they kissed. As soon as Goten started rotating his ass back onto Gohan's cock, he knew Goten was ready for phase two. He started long-dicking Goten, allowing the preteen to join the rhythm as Goten fucked into Trunks and then back onto his big brother's cock.
"Hey big boy, save some for me," Bulma pouted.
"Oh, don't worry. I've got plenty," Gohan assured her.
He picked up his pace until Goten could no longer match it, being forced to bottom out into Trunks and remain stationary while his big brother fucked his ass so hard and so good—even gooder and harder than ever before. Gohan felt Goten's boypussy spasm around his cock as his little brother came from his superboy prostrate being super pummeled, and Gohan allowed the exquisite feeling to milk the first load out of him.
He spurted seven powerful jets of cum into Goten, which made the little boy go stiff, shake for a few seconds, and then fall over on the bed as if comatose. Gohan had never fucked Goten in Mystic form before, and he wondered if that was what was having this effect on him. Either way, he looked even better than okay, so Gohan left him alone and instead focused on fucking his little brother's best friend and the preteen's hot MILF.
He put the plug back inside of Goten and then pulled him off of Trunks and tossed him to the side of the bed, where Goten sprawled in a daze from having Creation Energy-imbued cum shot right up his ass, which was fantastic and unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Trunks raised his head from his feast and gave Gohan the most seductive look he could muster, which was sexy, cute, and amusing all at the same time. "Do me, now," he said, waving his ass invitingly in the air.
Gohan's cockhead touched Trunks' insatiable, gaping boyhole and began delving its way deeper and deeper into the seemingly bottomless tunnel. Gohan could immediately tell that the boy was a true bottom slut, and that didn't surprise him one bit. Gohan was too when he was younger and Vegeta was still fucking him regularly. The King of All Saiyans could have that effect on those he fucked. Gohan admitted to himself that if Vegeta walked into the room right now then he would fall to his knees and service his King's cock if ordered to, and he'd be eager to do so after being deprived of it for so long.
But now he was fucking the King's son, his own Prince while the Queen watched and waited her turn. Gohan didn't last long. He fucked quick and hard into Trunks, giving his obviously well-trained ass the kind of fucking that the King himself used to give to Gohan. That "I'm revenge-fucking the son of the guy I hate" kind of fuck, and Trunks took it much better than Gohan had been able to at his age. But then, Gohan hadn't reached SS2 until years later, and that had never stopped him from coming back to Vegeta for more.
Bulma's cheeks and ears flushed red as she watched the perfect being that Gohan had grown into fuck Goten and then start absolutely dominating her son's ass. And if Trunks kept up what he was doing to her clit with his tongue while he was being fucked then she was about to have one of the biggest orgasms of her life. He just need to add a little bit more to solve her sexual equation.
"Trunks, sweety, it's time you learned about a woman's G-spot."
"What's that?" Goten asked dreamily, still sprawled out to the side in his post-orgasmic bliss from the Creation energy.
"Well, you know about the special place inside of boys called the prostate?"
"Yeah! *ugh* Gohan's *ugh!* hitting it *UGH!* right now!"
"Feels good, right?"
"It's *UGHH!* the best!"
"Yeah," Goten agreed.
"Well, women actually have a prostate as well and the prostate is the G-spot for both men and women, the place that can make us cum like nothing else. Up until a few years ago, scientists didn't think women even had a prostate and mislabeled it as something different. But the female prostate, similarly to men, plays a huge part in female ejaculation. It's what causes women to squirt and what produces female ejaculate, if the girl is hydrated enough and has a good enough lover. Master the G-spot and you can make anyone cum, boy or girl, and more powerfully than any other way."
Trunks raised his head. "Oh wow, is it the clit? You said that makes girls cum a lot."
"The clit definitely helps, baby, but that's not the female G-spot. To stimulate that, stick your fingers into my pussy and then crook them so that you're rubbing the upper inner wall. That spot's stimulated even better in some women through anal rather than vaginal sex, but I'm one of the lucky ones who has their G-spot strongly stimulated both ways as long as the dick is big enough."
Gohan slowed his fucking into Trunks and watched as the boy stuck the index and middle fingers of his right hand into his Mother's bald pussy with his other fingers tucked into a fist and his thumb resting atop her mound next to her clit as though he had two fingers in a bowling ball. His inserted fingers undulated, working Bulma's G-spot, and she shivered.
"That's good, honey. See Goten? You can make a motion with your fingers like you're gesturing for someone to come to you, and that'll make us cum to you, or you can press against that spot and then quickly move your whole hand in and out like Trunks is doing now. You really are a genius, honey!"
Bulma gasped, moaned, and occasionally squealed from uncontrollable pleasure as Trunks went back to licking and sucking her clit as he simultaneously stimulated her G-spot.
For his part, Gohan started short-dicking little Trunks while always keeping most of his cock inside of the boy and rotating his hips to stimulate his preteen prostate as a reward for doing such a good job with his Mommy and Gohan's crush.
Trunks started moaning loudly into Bulma's clit as he shot four streams of watery boy cum onto the silk sheets. His moans vibrated into Bulma's clit, sending her over the edge into a true ahegao MILF orgasm. She began squirting her cum all over her little boy's face, who giggled.
Bulma screamed as she rubbed and slapped her own clit through one squirt, two squirts, three squirts, four. Five squirts, six squirts, until she had no more.
This was the hottest shit Gohan had ever been through in his life. He again allowed the orgasmic spasms of the little boy he was fucking to milk the cum out of his cock as he watched Bulma squirt and try to recover. He pushed Trunks flat on the bed and fucked the last spurts of this load into him with three powerful thrusts, holding there on the last as his cock spasmd, and Trunks' whole body spasmd in response to the Creation Energy-imbued cum like a little cockpuppet.
Gohan swiftly pulled out of chibi Trunks with a squishy sound and saw that Trunks' ass looked like he'd just been spanked hard for twenty minutes straight. Which fit, because it had been, just in the best way.
Spare the rod, spoil the child.
Gohan didn't waste any time making his next move, and Bulma let out a little yelp as he dragged her to the edge of the bed.
Gohan spread her legs until they rested on either side of his waist and he locked eyes with her as he let his cock slap down to rest on her tummy. His balls bumped against her twitching cunthole and her eyes went wide as she looked down to her stomach and saw just how far this big fat monkey dick was about to be inside of her, and how far it had already been inside of her little boy just a moment ago, as Gohan had clearly been fucking her son's ass balls deep just like Vegeta did. Gohan's tool came up past her bellybutton, and she suddenly realized that it was a little bigger even than Vegeta's.
Gohan withdraw his cock from her belly and then he took it in one hand, rubbing and gently slapping her clit and the opening of her pussy with his dick. He would put his blunt tip right up to her opening and then insert it just a tiny but in and sometimes swirl it around to stimulate each and every nerve of her pussy's opening, and then go back up and do the same to her clit, but he would not really penetrate her. He did this until she was writhing and whining with insistent, needful noises.
"You want it, don't you."
"Yessss! I want it..."
"Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you."
"Please, Kami, fuck me Gohan! Fill me with as much cum as you can!"
"Good girl..."
Gohan stopped toying with her and thrust all the way in at once. Normally, if he fucked Videl in the ass then he'd have to wash his dick or put on a condom before fucking her pussy to avoid maybe giving her a UTI that would really put him in the doghouse, which is why he usually fucked her pussy first and then her ass. He was thankful he didn't have to worry about such things with his super saiyan boy bottoms. He could fuck the pristine ass of Bulma's preteen son and then fuck her pussy right afterwards without any problem at all.
Gohan pounded that pussy like the fate of the Universe depended on it, yet he was still careful not to give it to her any harder than he thought her fragile human body could take. Videl had taught him well how much fucking a human woman could take without insults or injuries as a result, and how she liked it, and he used everything he learned from her on Bulma.
Bulma, still on the heels of her last seismic orgasm from Trunks, was pushed right back into an even more powerful one and she started squirting again around Gohan's cock as he deep dicked her. He was so big, so thick inside of her. He made her feel so full, and she was raised to new sexual heights by his Creation Energy-imbued pre-cum.
Bulma distantly felt her legs being raised to Gohan's broad, buff shoulders, then his cock reached even deeper inside of her as he bent her in half and rearranged her insides.
She squealed like a pig as she came, squirting all over him.
Bulma's spasming pussy demanded that Gohan let it milk his load, and it did so as insistently as her slutty son's ass had, so he again let himself go during his partner's orgasm as he slammed into her.
Bulma's face went slack and her expression blank, almost catatonic as she was filled with the cum of Creation. It was all more than her body and mind could process at once that very first time, and the sheer sexual strength of it almost made her Gohan's forever.
But not quite.
The next thing Bulma knew, she was on her knees in front of Gohan, who was slapping his cock across her face, trying to get her attention.
"I said suck my cock, you tsundere bitch."
Bulma snapped out of her daze, absently reaching up and grasping the perfect, magnificent cock presented to her— the source of that amazing energy, that incredible power! She was eager to know how it actually tasted in her mouth, and for some reason it made her pussy even wetter to realize that Gohan, Goku's brat, had just had the gall to verbally degraded her even as he demanded that he suck his cock right after he fucked her son.
Normally, Bulma might have gone off on him for saying something like that to her. He could at least not be a jerk about it. since she would have happily sucked his hybrid cock to experience the addictive rush of his hybrid cum, if nothing else. Not even Vegeta spoke to her that way. No one in this entire world ever really dared to, in fact.
Except for Gohan, just now, and for some reason it made her horny.
She knew she could be a bitch, and even prided herself on it, but no man who desired her had ever dared call her that to her face, only petty, jealous attention-seekers did, and usually just for cheap publicity. But among people who actually mattered, things like that were said behind Bulma back, not to her face.
Gohan was right. Bulma was a strong bitch, always had been, and she was proud of it. And now she was about to show this brat the benefit of her being his willing bitch as long as he gave her as much of that delicious hybrid cum-drug as he could.
Bulma saw a pearl of pre-cum that was about to fall from Gohan's beautiful cockhead and her tongue darted out to catch the nectar before it fell. She sucked his silky soft and orally-fixating cockhead hard, succeeding in getting Gohan's entire cock even harder than it was before. She deepthroated him and used all of her considerable skills to coax out her prize. Ten minutes into her masterful—neigh, bordering on Godlike—blowjob, he grabbed her hair and held her down on his cock for a few seconds, and once he shot the first jet down her throat and directly into her stomach, his grip slackened with his extreme satisfaction and she pulled her head back back to the point that she could get as much of the cum as possible into her mouth to savor and catalogue the taste like a true cum connoisseur.
If Trunks and Goten's offerings were like drinking Ambrosia, then Gohan's vintage was like drinking the finest wine made from the fruit of the Tree of Life itself. It was sweet, slightly savory, and tasted just so . . . perfect, so delicious and composed of such complete nourishment that she lost all hunger for anything else. They were both truly excellent, heavenly experiences, but in this moment she would choose Gohan's seed if she could only live on one thing for the rest of her life.
She'd have to keep this a secret from Whis. Some things were just too good to share.
After having cum so strongly four times in such a short time, Bulma thought that being half-human Gohan might at least want a five minute break, but in a mere moment she found herself pushed over the side of the bed and she felt spit fall onto her asshole before she felt Gohan's still-hard cock pressing against it.
"Ohhhh, uhhh," Bulma groaned and squeezed her eyes shut and tried to relax as much as possible as his thick dick popped into her ass. He kept plowing forward until she felt him pressing into her female prostate from this angle, and she knew she was about to have a good time. Then he started fucking her ass like he thought she was some type of anal porn star.
*Slap, SLAP, SLAP SLAP SLAP, SLAP!*
"Oh shit! Oh, shit, yes! YES, YES, YES! FUCK MY ASS! OHHHH YEAH, FUCK THAT ASSSSS!"
Bulma huffed and puffed as her ass was worked like it hadn't been since the first time Vegeta had fucked it and then she'd gotten mad at him for being too rough. In truth, he hadn't really been too rough that time. Drunk Football players in college had fucked her ass harder than he had, but Vegeta was, in fact, a crazy strong alien killer and that was the beginning of their relationship, so she hadn't wanted him to get carried away with her. Easier to fix not going far enough with your own hand rather than going too far and getting broken by a Megalomaniacal Monkey Man whom you had only just starting getting close to.
Bulma forgot how much she really, really enjoyed having her ass fucked like this—except every time she watched anal porn and saw how much both men and women loved it, and how many "anal only" women's groups there were that she was a little tempted to join for a few months after giving birth to Trunks.
It was probably time to show Vegeta just what her fine ass was really capable of these days.
Bulma opened her eyes and saw Trunks and Goten staring at her while her horny ass got fucked silly by Gohan. Their mouths hung open and their hard dicks throbbed with their heartbeats as they watched.
Seeing this as her chance to fulfill her goal in bringing all of the hybrid boys together like this, Bulma told Gohan that she wanted to try something special and then she instructed Goten to lay face up on the bed. She pulled herself off of Gohan's cock and then got fully onto the bed and straddled SS3 Goten, guiding his five inch cock into her pussy as she looked over her shoulder and invited Gohan's big fat monkey dick back into her ass.
She had her son stand in front of her as she sucked his cock to show him how thankful she was for the pleasure he brought her earlier while the Son brothers double-teamed her and Trunks watched his Mommy get fucked by both his best friend and the person he had a crush on.
Bulma lost track of how many times they came inside of her mouth, her pussy and her ass. The boys swapped which of her holes they were fucking for hours until they all passed out...
Bulma awoke before any of the boys as they slept off their hybrid sexual exhaustion, and as she lay there she mused that as good as it had been, it still wasn't enough for her. She felt many times more powerful than she was when she had woken up this morning before this hybrid orgy, but she still wanted even more. She needed more power, and she knew only one way to reach the heights that she could only glimpse through fucking these boys.
"Computer," she said. "Initiate Plan D."
"What's Plan D?" Gohan groggily asked from her side as he stirred.
"Oh, nothing. Just a personal project I'm working on. It's kind of a surprise, so that's all I'll say about it right now, and I hope I can trust you to keep it to yourself."
"Sure thing. But, you know, you really worried me before with that stunt. I mean, I'm happy you called me over here—especially for this—but making it seem like communications were down so I would think it was an emergency and rush over isn't something I would ever expect from you, and I hope that you never pull any fucked up shit like that ever again."
Bulma just laughed. "Our comms didn't go down to fool you, silly. We're replacing the fiberoptic cables with quantum lines. Once they're fully installed, I'll be able to give you all communicators so we can instantly contact eachother no matter where we are in the Universe. Whis may have eventually given me a way to contact him in case of an emergency, but a wife should be able to call her husband directly when she needs to without some middle-man!"
"Sorry I misjudged the situation, then. I guess I can be kind of a worrier."
"As expected. You're one of the best warriors alive," She said, rolling onto her side and gazing at him with a warm smile in a moment that he would always remember, her gorgeous naked body completely and unashamedly exposed to him, one hand propping up her head as her full post-coitus attention fell on him, turning his poorly grammared admission of weakness into praise. Whether it was one of those little miscommunications that we all experience sometimes, or whether she was purposefully turning his statement of weakness into a compliment of strength, he loved her for it.
In that moment, Gohan seriously considered using the Dragon Balls to wish that he could go back in time and make Bulma his first wife. He would still marry Videl later as his second wife, but Bulma was the Queen of his heart and deserved exaltation in all things. He never would have called her a tsundere bitch if he didn't think she had faked an emergency that had really worried the hell out of him just in order to get him here as fast as possible. He admitted to himself that he had taken his anger about that out on her body as he fucked her, but she certainly hadn't complained, and she seemed happy right now, so he didn't want to risk spoiling the moment by bringing it up.
Instead, he said "You know, I alway..." but he was cut off as he suddenly bolted upright in her bed.
"What's wrong," she asked, sitting up with him in concern.
"Vegeta!" Gohan shouted, vaulting from the bed and scrambling to gather his clothes.
"He can't find me here. He can't know!"
Bulma understood at once. She had considered that Vegeta might fly into a murderous rage if he found out that Gohan had trespassed against him like this without permission, but hybrid cum and the extreme rush of pleasure and power she gained from it was just too tempting, and Goku wouldn't let anything happen to Gohan if Vegeta found out . . . right?
Besides, Vegeta and Goku were usually gone for 5 consecutive days each month, so they shouldn't be back for at least another two.
"You're sure?" She asked.
"I'm sure. It's him, and he's headed this way fast. There's no way I can get away without him sensing me. I need a cover story!"
"Don't worry, all you have to do is take Goten and go home. You came here because it was time to pick him up, that's all."
Gohan sighed with relief, then he leaned in without thinking and kissed her the way he had always dreamed of doing ever since he was a little boy. Her lips were even more delicious than he had imagined, and it was a struggle to pull himself away from experiencing more of them just so he could flee from her husband like some coward.
If he didn't love Vegeta so much too, then he would have challenged him for Bulma. But if Vegeta found out what how he had just truly cucked him by fucking both his wife and preteen son without permission, then physical pain would be the least of his worries. Vegeta would hate him forever, and would also most likely kill him—both things that he would certainly rather avoid.
Gohan finished dressing in a mad scramble, gathered a dozing Goten into his arms, and not knowing where the boy's clothes were, carried the sexy, naked kid up into the sky with cum still sloshing around inside of his ass, just like Zeus and Ganymede.
Bulma watched Gohan go via a monitor on her bed before she carried Trunks into the bathroom with her to get cleaned up, already missing the Gohan's incredibly potent sexual aura and prowess, which had completely taken her by surprise.
Who knew the little brat had it in him?
Sorry I wasn't able to post last week, been busy with work. I'll try to keep posting a chapter every Friday, but if I'm not able to then don't worry. This story is fully plotted out and will be finished.
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