Old Friends, New Lovers | By : Mistress Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 3164 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer:
I don’t own DBZ or any characters herein. All credit for them goes to the
original creators and I make no profit off of this.
A/N:
This is a ChiChi/Bulma get together fic, and I’m only writing it because I have
never seen anyone else write one. If you have then kudos to you and please let
me know so I can read it. Other than that the only thing I have to say is that
this is a LEMON!!!!!! So if you can’t handle SEX at all then go away and if you
can’t handle FEMALE/FEMALE relationships then go away. If you are a narrow
minded prude then GO AWAY!! ::Ahem:: That said, hentai lovers, please enjoy.
OLD FRIENDS, NEW LOVERS
“Come
on Chi, it’ll be fun for the boys. Hey you can come over and stay here while
they’re gone and we can hang out. You really spend too much time by yourself up
in the mountains,” Bulma cajoled her old friend.
“But Disney World, Bulma? Goten’s never even been out of the
country before…” ChiChi murmured, looking out the window at her 10-year-old
son. Gohan had gone to college and was now happily married to Videl. With him
finally off living his own life and Goku dead, little Goten had become the
focus of ChiChi’s world and she dreaded letting him go.
“Don’t worry Chi, they’ll be with my parents and dad’ll make
sure that they stay out of trouble and Trunks would be heart broken if he
couldn’t have his best friend with him. It’ll be a good experience for both of
them, and I can guarantee with my parents around it’ll also be a learning
experience for them. Besides, I almost never see you anymore, I miss having my
friend around.”
ChiChi could feel herself weakening to Bulma’s logic. “Oh all
right he can go to Disney World with Trunks and I’ll even come stay with you
while they’re gone. It is going to be just for spring vacation in public
schools so he really won’t be missing any of his school work or falling
behind…”
“Great we’ll see you later! I’ve gotta go tell Trunks that
he’s going to have company on this trip! He’s going to be thrilled!” Bulma
bubbled happily before they both said goodbye and hung up, the two women
feeling amused at each other.
“Well that’s all settled away,” Bulma sighed plopping down on
the couch as she and ChiChi entered the house after waving their families off.
“And since I’m also off of work for vacation we have a whole week to lounge
around and be pampered whenever we feel like it. And go shopping. We have to
take at least a day to go shopping.”
“You have the week off? Why didn’t you go with the boys?”
ChiChi asked surprised by her friend’s attitude.
“Well actually I have a bit less than a week. If I had gone I
would’ve had to have been back before they were planning on coming back. That
would’ve cut short everyone else’s fun. Besides Trunks gets home schooling so
he sees me for hours each day, I thought he’d like a vacation from me too.” The
two women smiled at each other in complete understanding. “So what do you want
to spend the rest of today doing? We could watch videos or play cards or
something.”
“Sounds good. If I start cooking right now I can have us a
meal ready by suppertime,” ChiChi stood up to wander towards the kitchen.
“Do you ever stop cooking?” Bulma demanded following her.
“Very rarely. It’s a sort of second nature to me by now,” the
dark woman admitted easily handing Bulma a sack of potatoes and a knife.
“I have this horrible suspicion that I’m going to spend my
entire vacation teaching you how to relax,” the aqua haired beauty frowned at
her friend’s back. Then with a sigh settled down to peeling the hapless
vegetables in her grasp.
When supper was finally prepared they took their plates and a
bottle of wine into the living room where they sat in front of the blazing
fire. The two spent the rest of the evening talking quietly and remembering and
laughing.
Bulma
poured more wine into both their glasses. “Did you know that when he was little
Goku actually lifted my skirt to see if I had a tail?” they both sniggered at
the image of a mini Goku in his first steps of discovering the shocking truth
about females.
“I can believe it,” ChiChi smiled as she thought of her late
husband. “I miss him Bulma.”
“I know. I miss Veggie too. I actually miss all of them… even
Piccolo though I was never close to him…” Bulma trailed off as a teardrop
slowly glistened it’s way down her cheek.
“Don’t,” ChiChi murmured, moving closer to hug her friend.
“I’m sorry I wanted this to be pleasant for you but here I am
crying all over you,” Bulma pulled back sniffing a bit and wiping futilely at
her tears. ChiChi smiled gently in response and taking her friend’s face in her
hands she leaned closer to brush her lips over tears until the pale woman
stopped crying. Then she pulled back, but only a couple of inches until she
could look into the aqua eyes in front of her to watch them widen in shock as
she leaned in and gently claimed Bulma’s soft lips with her own.
Bulma leaned back after she recovered from her initial
surprise. “What are you doing?” she choked out in a strangled voice.
“Comfort Bulma. We both need comfort right now. Is it so
wrong that we should find it with each other?” ChiChi leaned in once more and
captured Bulma’s lips again. This time her tongue brush along the slightly
older woman’s lips demanding entrance.
Bulma’s tried to open her mouth to protest, but found herself
moaning as ChiChi’s tongue plunged inside. Her hand had found its way to
Bulma’s breast and began to knead it through the thin material of her blouse.
ChiChi pressed closer, pushing Bulma to the floor as her hand slid lower before
snaking under the white blouse and making its way over her ribcage to slip into
her bra and tease the hardening peak with her fingers. Bulma arched in
response, wrapping her arms around the younger woman’s neck in silent
encouragement, even as her mind screamed in disbelief at what she was doing,
and with whom she was doing it.
ChiChi’s hand escaped from the imprisoning material before
trailing back down her lover’s stomach until it reached the button of her
slacks and flicked it open. Tugging fitfully at her zipper ChiChi shifted her
head, capturing Bulma’s other breast in her mouth, through the material.
Bulma’s hands dived into ChiChi’s silky mane of black hair, holding her there.
Bulma felt her slacks sliding down her legs and ChiChi raised herself so that
she could remove the offending piece of material. Bulma groaned out in protest.
Suddenly ChiChi’s hands were once more on her, this time
raising Bulma and unbuttoning her blouse. Bulma felt a chill on her back and
opened her eyes to look at her companion, still completely clothed. Shoving all
the annoying thoughts telling her to stop to the back of her mind she reached
for Chi’s shirt, pulling it up over her head.
They both stood as Bulma tugged at ChiChi’s simple red pants until they
pooled in a colorful heap on the floor. They were breathing heavily as, looking
into each other’s eyes; they both wrapped their arms around each other and
unclasped each other’s bras. Their breasts fell free, bouncing as they were
released from confinement.
Hardened
peaks pushed against each other arousing them both painfully. This time they
both leaned into the kiss, hungrily pulling each other closer. Bulma’s hands
strayed over ChiChi’s back before they hesitantly went lower, cupping her
bottom and pulling her hard against herself as she ground her hips suggestively
into the other woman who mimicked her actions and grabbed her rear in return,
giving it a squeeze as she pulled her blue haired friend even closer if that
was possible.
ChiChi slid her hands into the waistband of Bulma’s blue silk
panties and slipped them down over her hips until they fell to the floor. Bulma
returned the favor by slipping off ChiChi’s simple white cotton ones. They
kicked their clothing away before stretching out on the floor once more.
The dark haired woman returned her attentions to Bulma’s
mounds of flesh, suckling at one while teasing with the other. Her free hand
slid down, exploring the dips and curves of her exposed body before coming to
rest at the junction of her thighs. ChiChi raised her head to look into Bulma’s
passion darkened eyes as she traced a finger along her opening before gently
parting the slick folds. She quickly shoved two fingers in, stroking Bulma’s
walls, going deeper with each caress.
“Wha…uh… ooohhh… more Chi…” Her thumb sought out the nub,
rubbing it until she felt the blue haired beauty begin to shudder and clench
around her probing digits. Bulma moaned, tossing her head from side to side as
she dug her fingernails into ChiChi’s back.
As Bulma’s juices flowed over ChiChi’s hand she pushed her
friend away, nudging her onto her back as she sat up, straddling the younger
woman. The aqua haired goddess watched as the firelight flicked over ChiChi’s
body, highlighting the toned muscle and flat stomach. Soft shadows gathered
between her breasts and along her side, while her hand glinted wetly as she
raised it to lick off the cream with her pink tongue. Bulma found herself
heating again as she watched ChiChi’s half lidded eyes over her cherry red lips
that worked on the fingers which had seconds ago been exploring her own sheath.
Bulma reached down and took ChiChi’s fingers from her mouth
and brought them to her own and licked them, just as Chi had. Then she leaned
over and took one of ChiChi jutting peaks into her mouth, laving it with her
tongue before doing the same with the other one. Then she started trailing
kisses down the younger woman’s stomach, before reaching her mound of dark curls.
Bulma blew on the heated flesh causing ChiChi to hiss in response before
trailing her tongue along the inside of ChiChi’s olive thighs.
ChiChi’s hands dived into Bulma’s hair as she began to nibble
on her velvety folds. It was ChiChi’s turn to arch her back in response as
Bulma’s tongue began to plunder the hidden recesses of her center, finding
pleasure spots as she writhed uncontrollably against her friend’s demanding
mouth.
“Unh, aaahhh… unh Bulma, please!” ChiChi panted out, shoving
Bulma’s face closer to herself and wrapping her legs around the blue head of
hair. Bulma’s hand slipped between them to rub a finger against her clitoris,
heightening her lover’s pleasure. ChiChi screamed as she climaxed and Bulma
lapped up all of the honey spilling from her opening.
ChiChi reached down and pulled Bulma up on top of her and
claimed her lips for a kiss, reveling the taste of herself mingling with the
flavor of Bulma’s mouth. They lay still for a while after that, breasts
crushing together, panting as they regained their breaths. Then ChiChi got a
sly smile on her face and whispered a suggestion into her companion’s ear.
Bulma gasped at it, but then quickly agreed.
Bulma lay down on the floor, as ChiChi crawled over her and
positioned herself. She sat down to where her opening was directly in Bulma’s
face, as she leaned over and used her fingers to spread Bulma’s aqua curls so
that she could whirl her own tongue around in Bulma’s womanhood.
Bulma’s hips arched and her body strained away and toward the
sensations building inside her. She eagerly plunged her tongue in and out of
the ing ing held over her mouth. She was enjoying ChiChi’s responsiveness,
feeling each quiver as it raced through her body. Their moans and whimpering
pleas were muffled against each other mounds as they both used teeth and
tongues to push each other toward the lightening hot edge once more. ChiChi
pushed herself more fully into Bulma’s face as Bulma spread her legs even
farther than they were and bucked up into ChiChi’s face. Each of them were
holding the other’s hips, pulling each other closer so that they could reach
deeper with their tongues.
They came together
each of them licking up the other’s juices quickly before Chi rolled to the
side and collapsed. Bulma shifted her body around until her head was resting
against ChiChi’s shoulder. Then reaching over to the couch to snag the cover
she pulled across them before snuggling more comfortably against her friend,
now lover. ChiChi opened her dark chocolate eyes and smiled contentedly into
Bulma’s face. She gently kissed her lips before saying, “Thank you for talking
me into this wonderful vacation. I don’t think I’ll ever forget this.”
Bulma arched a brow at this. “Well this isn’t exactly what I
envisioned when I asked you to come visit, but I can’t say that I regret it.”
“Good. As soon as we rest for a bit, I’ll make you something
to eat. And then we can play some more,” ChiChi’s eyes closed as she too
snuggled closer to her friend and lover. Soon her breathing evened out and she
drifted off to sleep, but Bulma was wide-awake thinking. She looked down and
brushed a dark lock of hair away from the lightly golden skin of ChiChi’s
shoulder.
Of course, now that they had been together like this she
wanted her to come live with her. The benefits wouldn’t be just one sided.
ChiChi wouldn’t be alone in the mountains if something happened. And Trunks
would get a permanent playmate. Also with the boys studying together they could
both make sure that they got an even better education than either one could
provide to their sons on their own. ChiChi with her forcing her son to study
and Bulma with the money to provide materials beyond what a normal child would
be taught, either one would be formidable but together the boys wouldn’t know
what hit them. Besides this way they would all have the companionship they
crave, the boys an easy playmate and them each other. ChiChi would also have
access to a more advanced kitchen to play in.
Bulma swept her gaze over her sleeping companion and gently
kissed her brow. She was still unused to the sudden change in their
relationship. But tomorrow she would run her idea past Chi. Yes tomorrow. She
smiled at the thought, and pulling the blanket up higher she cuddled down and
drifted to sleep beside her new lover.
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