DBSI: YOU SHOW ME YOURS AND I\'LL SHOW YOU MINE
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DBSI: YOU SHOW ME YOURS AND I'LL SHOW YOU MINE
SUMMARY: A nasty hentai PWP scene between a female Saiyan and a very male Piccolo. * *Read on if you dare... I warned you tho\'.
I\'ll tell you right now that this is a hardcore explicit sex scene with absolutely no plot between a female Saiyan and a very male Piccolo. Normally I\'m amused by flames but I don\'t want any on this one. If you\'re offended by such stuff then you shouldn\'t have gotten as far as this. Anyhoo, let\'s get to the WARNING: This is kinky. I mean REALLY kinky. For my three loyal fans: Allison, Clarissa, and Joy. I personally blame you for the whole masturbation thing. ^_~
DBSI: YOU SHOW ME YOURS AND I\'LL SHOW YOU MINE
by Vegeta Daimoh aka animegrrrl
Ayla reached for the conditioner. The fur on her tail tended to get course if she didn\'t lavish it with moisture. Piccolo intercepted her. \"Here, let me do it.\"
\"Hey, thanks.\" Ayla obligingly turned around and placed her palms against the wall. She had to stop herself from arching her back as Piccolo\'s nails sastisfyingly combed through her fur. She did, however, permit some tail wiggling. Piccolo growled.
\"How am I supposed to wash you if you keep moving?\" Ayla\'s tail wiggled wildly. With another growl Piccolo grabbed her tail to still it- only to have the bottom wiggle teasingly. Piccolo grabbed that part- and the top of her tail wiggled around! They made a game of it; Piccolo would grab at parts of her tail to keep it still and Ayla would just move the parts he couldn\'t cover at the same time. Finally, Piccolo outsmarted her. He grabbed the top of her tail with one hand and gripped the end with the other. He pulled taut. Anymore struggling and her tail would begin to hurt.
\"Yamero! Stop it!\"
\"Promise to behave?\" Ayla hesitated. He tugged on her tail.
\"Promise.\" she grumbled. Ayla held still while he finished rinsing the foam out of her fur.
\"There, all done.\" Piccolo reached for the faucet to the water off. Ayla stepped in front of him.
\"Now hold on. I have to return the favor.\" she said, while squeezing some conditioner onto her palm.
\"But I don\'t have a tail.\" Ayla pressed her body up against his and slid her hand down. Piccolo\'s eyes widened. \"...Apparently I do.\" he said in a not normal voice. Ayla continued to stroke the now rapidly hardening tail- er, erection. Piccolo deftly circled her wrist with his fingers and moved her hand away. He caught her mouth in a searing kiss.
\"Mmm.\" Ayla wrapped her arms around Piccolo\'s neck as they moved up against the wall. He pressed his erection urgently against her stomach while he plunged deep into her mouth. Ayla broke off and Piccolo devoured her neck instead. Ayla tilted her face up, for a moment enjoying the water that poured down. She could barely breathe this way but she didn\'t care. The only thing Ayla enjoyed more than Piccolo busily devouring her neck was to do the same to his. She eagerly lapped her tongue up and down his corded neck; there was something about hot water and smooth taut skin that made him absolutely... delicious.
.Ayla felt large hands lifting her hips; she twisted out of their grip. \"No.\"
\"What?\" There was confusion and surprise on Piccolo\'s face. \"You... don\'t wan\'t to-\"
\"No.\" Ayla answered. Piccolo should\'ve known better than to mess with her tail. Now she was extra kinky- and in the mood for a little revenge. \"Not that way.\"
\"Oh.\" Piccolo sounded relieved. \"Than how-\" She slid her hands up his chest and around his neck.
\"I want you to-\" she whispered the rest into his ear. For a second time Piccolo\'s eyes widened. He pulled back a bit to look at her seriously.
\"Ayla, you know how I feel about that.\"
\"Exactly!\" she grinned. \"Here\'s your opportunity to get over it.\" Piccolo frowned. \"Oh, come on.\" Ayla coaxed. \"I\'ll be doing most of the work. You just have to show me.\" Still he hesitated. \"Piccolo!\" She thumped his penis, causing an undignified grunt from the Namek. \"We\'re married, remember? We\'re allowed to screw however we want!\" Piccolo would\'ve rolled his eyes at her logic- except that it was partly his fault and now he had gotten used to it.
\"Fine, fine.\" he sighed. \"Let\'s get this over with.\" His eyes narrowed. \"Waitinutinute. This is Nail\'s idea, isn\'t it.\" he accused. Ayla just grinned and pointed \'get down\'. \"I knew I shouldn\'t have left you two alone.\" muttered Piccolo, as he knelt on the wet floor. Ayla sat down behind him. He leaned back and settled onto her chest. She folded her arms about his shoulders and kissed the top of his head lovingly before tucking it beneath her chin. Ayla then slid her hands under his arms and cupped powerful chest muscles. She moved her hands down his entire torso, tracing every bump and ridge while licking away some moisture that had gathered behind his ear. Delicious.
\"Well?\" she asked.
\"Well what.\" Ayla responded by raking her nails on the pink patch just above Piccolo\'s crotch. His breathing hitched.
\"Well,\" she said, emphasizing the word, \"I think you\'re supposed to tell me what to do.\"
\"I think we should do something else.\"
\"Nuh-uh. You\'re not getting out of this.\" Ayla wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her ankles underneath his, spreading Piccolo\'s legs wide.
\"Ayla!\"
\"It\'s not a big deal. Why are you so nervous? Oh, I get it! Could it be that the Great Piccolo-\" and here her voice turned into sarcastic baby talk, \"is embarwassed? Poor Piccy-poo.\"
Piccolo snarled. \"Call me that again and I\'ll ignore you for a week.\"
la cla chuckled and kissed his scalp. \"Kay, sorry.\"
\"Besides,\" he mumbled, \"touching myself isn\'t the greatest thing.\"
\"Why,\" asked Ayla, \"I like it.\"
\"That\'s because you\'re so freakin\' kinky!\"
\"Yeah, and you know you like me that way. Nail too. In fact, you\'re lucky. You\'d have such a boring sex life without us.\"
\"I wouldn\'t have one, period.\"
\"Oops. Hee, hee.\" Ayla hummed contentedly while her fingers trailed everywhere but his private areas. \"Piccolooo,\" she said in a sing-song voice, \"this isn\'t going to go awayaaay.\" Piccolo made a frustrated noise and poked his penis. \"Really? Are you sure?\" Ayla repeated the action. \"Or maybe you want me to touch you like this.\" She wrapped around her hand just below his tip and slid down, squeezing just so.
Piccolo rolled his head back in pleasure. \"Oh Kami, yes.\"
\"Then you\'re going have to show me.\"
Piccolo\'s right hand slowly reached down and hesitantly brushed the side of his penis before darting away. Ayla\'s right hand did the same thing then darted away. He stroked the same spot twice. She stroked the same spot twice. Piccolo\'s breathing picked up a notch. He ran one taloned finger down the flesh of a vertical pink patch. Ayla ran her finger down the other. Piccolo closed his eyes and a subtle shiver trembled through his frame. He continued to run a finger up and down his right side, while Ayla lightly stroked his left. He sighed and a slight a slight smile graced his face.
Ayla pressed her breasts against Piccolo\'s back. She was enjoying this greatly now that he had begun to relax. She hated to do this; he looked so much like Nail at the moment, but she really wanted something to suck on. \"Piccolo.\" she called. The Namek opened his eyes- and realized what he was doing. He sat on his hand. Ayla tried not to laugh. \"Piccolo, aren\'t you forgetting something?\"
\"Like what?\" Ayla pressed her breasts against him again. \"....\" She got impatient and nipped him. \"Ah. Could you...?\"
\"I can only do what you do first.\" Ayla reminded.
\"But-\"
\"I always was curious if you could do that. Try it.\"
Piccolo let out a sigh, reached up, and stretched out an antennae. He could just purse his lips around the fleshy tip. Ayla moved to see his expression. She grinned. \"He\'s so cute when he gets all pouty.\" she thought.
Piccolo glared at her and mumbled something that resembled \"Are you happy.\"
\"Very.\" she answered and carefully took the anae nae out of his mouth with her teeth. Ayla sucked it up like a piece of spaghetti. Piccolo\'s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. Now she delicately nibbled with her teeth the nub on his antennae. Piccolo\'s breath started to come in pants. The powerful muscles of his thighs flexed against Ayla\'s toned ones. Between those powerful thighs was a wet and very swollen erection, begging to be touched.
Once again Piccolo\'s hand crept toward his crotch and hesitated; Ayla\'s hand covered his and the pad of his thumb brushed against a green head. Piccolo let out a breathy moan. Ayla\'s thumb spread in circles the moisture that had come out of a slit at the top of his tip. He made appreciative little noises that was music to Ayla\'s ears. Piccolo tilted his face up. His eyes were closed in rhapsody and fast shallow pants escaped through slightly parted lips. Ayla wanted to kiss him. She moved back and to the side so that she could. They stayed like that for a while and when Piccolo\'s hand joined Ayla\'s to grip his length, he moaned into her mouth.
His other hand slid up her back and tangled itself in Ayla\'s hair. He pressed down hard so he could go deeper into her mouth. His right hand left his penis, trailed up her thigh, and got a firm squeeze on her ass. He started to turn. Ayla, sensing the danger just in time, scrambled to her feet. \"Piccolo!\" Unfortunately, she lost her balance on the slippery floor and fell on her butt. \"Oomph! Ow...\"
Fortunately for Piccolo, Ayla landed with legs all akimbo, revealing just how very turned on she was. Piccolo got a predatory gleam in his eye. He pounced. Ayla snapped her legs shut. Foiled, Piccolo growled and settled his head onto the top of her knees, glowering. That is, until he got a crooked half-smile on his face. \"You show me yours and I\'ll show you mine.\" he said in an almost playful voice.
\"I think I liked it better when I was in charge.\" she responded. Piccolo smirked and ran one taloned finger down the sensitive flesh of an inner thigh. Ayla shuddered and crossed her ankles. The action jiggled her breasts. Piccolo eyed them.
\"Yes,\" he mused, \"they\'ll do for starters.\"
\"No, I can\'t.\"
\"Why not? You made me do this.\"
\"It\'s not that I\'m embarassed...\" she explained. \"Oh yes I am. I\'m too small.\"
\"No you\'re not.\" said Piccolo as he cupped her breasts. They made a rather nice handful.
\"Yes I am.\" she objected. \"My mouth can\'t reach...\" Piccolo bunched up her breasts.
\"Oh, I see.\" he said objectively. \"I guess you\'ll just have to go without suckling.\"
\"Piccolo!\" she whined.
\"Oh come now, it\'s not that bad.\" He stroked the underside of her breasts with his thumbs, then looked into her eyes suggestively. \"...Is it?\"
Ayla gulped. Amazing how one look from him could send such heat down to the most private of areas. Her small hand lifted to a breast and brushed against a tan nipple. Piccolo did the same. Beneath his touch it hardened fully. That brought their attention to the neglected one. Once again her hand rose to brush a nipple. Piccolo caressed both. Ayla closed her eyes in pleasure and arched into the touch; she opened them again when she felt its absence. \"Piccolo,\" she pouted, \"why\'d you stop?\"
\"Technically I can only do what you do, so...\"
\"Ugh, you just want to see me play with my breasts some more.\"
Piccolo managed to keep a straight face. \"Please, continue.\"
Ayla sighed and squeezed her breasts. With thumb and forefinger she pullach ach nipple to a peak. Piccolo happily copied. \"Keep your hands there.\" she told him. Her thumbs rubbed each nipple up and down, then the area around in circles. Piccolo did the same. Ayla sighed again. She had to admit, with Piccolo holding and caressing her breasts like this, it was absolutely... wonderful. She loved every minute touch of his hands- but his tongue was just that much better. She pinched her nipples in an effort to get more stimulation. Piccolo pinched and pulled agressively but it still wasn\'t enough. It wasn\'t enough to give her what she wanted, because what she wanted was- \"Dammit Piccolo! I want your mouth on me. Now!\"
\"But-\"
\"Oh I\'ll show you what I want!\" Ayla lunged forward and agressively sucked an antennae into her mouth. She le go go and attacked his other antennae, licking up from the base to set it quivering.
Ayla held it between her teeth and bit down on the nub, hard enough to hurt- almost. She then wickedly teased his fleshy tip with her tongue, while her lips wrapped around and eagerly sucked and tugged, like a newborn seeking milk from a teat. Ayla suddenly pulled away.
Piccoas las leaning on his hand. His eyes were closed and his chest heaved up and down. Piccolo inhaled one last deep breath, then let it out slowly through his nose. He looked directly up into Ayla\'s eyes. \"Good enough.\"
Piccolo lunged forward and pressed her back against the shower wall. He teased Ayla wickedy, sucking, nipping, and licking her breasts to a peak. His mouth lingered on her right breast. He would leave his mark. Ayla whimpered from the pain of the forming hickey. Piccolo got a little too carried away. He bit down on her teat. Ayla squeaked in pain from the sharp fangs. She tried to move away, pushing small hands against a broad chest. Piccolo gripped her wrists and looked into her unhappy face. There was almost something like regret in his eyes. He slowly moved closer. Ayla made a noise of protest and then Piccolo kissed her gently, so gently on the lips. Ayla didittlittle gasp. He kissed her again and sucked on her lower lip. Ayla felt the slight prinprick of fangs before Piccolo moved away, leaving Ayla a wet lip and amazed by his gentleness. He placed a few kisses on her throat, then down to the center of her breastbone.
Ayla inhaled sharply, watching in apprehension. Piccolo gave her a look that said \"Trust me.\" His eyes flicked back down and moved to kiss the side of her breast. He mod thd the flesh where he had bit down tenderly. At first it hurt, but ohhhh, what blissful feeling. Ayla closed her eyes and relaxed against the shower wall. Her hand wandered down her body and stopped at the apex of her thighs. Ayla touched the moisture there. But damn, that felt good. She moved her finger in and out, spreading moisture around. Ayla\'s eyes flew open at the surprising touch of another digit.
Piccolo looked at her like \"What?\" He couldn\'t believe what he was seeing. Was Ayla actually feeling embarassed? Piccolo got a knowing look on his face. He smirked at her discomfort and returned to suckling her breasts. Ayla relaxed and when Piccoloughought back their hands down there, she did not object. Together they rubbed and caressed. It was an amazing sensation the pad on Piccolo\'s thumb was generating against her female flesh. However, Ayla was not filled. She slipped a finger in and out. Piccolo joined her. His thick finger penetrated and created a more sastifying sensation- but she had had enough.
Ayla grabbed his hand and slammed it down. fac face was screwed up in frustration. \"Piccolo! Don\'t tease me like this!\"
Piccolo looked into her eyes. \"No more games?\"
She stared back fiercely. \"No more games. Fuck me.\"
Piccolo grinned and impaled her. Ayla did a little growl as she felt him entering her. Piccolo drowned her out with a deep rumble and entered her fully. They were still for a moment, on their knees, feeling each others\' heat- and then Ayla moved. Piccolo instinctively bucked forward. Not to be outdone Ayla thrust back, and so they established a pattern of hips rocking gently back and forth. Ayla wrapped her arms around Piccolo\'s shoulders and rested her head in the crook of his neck. Piccolo wrapped his arms around Ayla\'s waist and kissed her temple.
Ayla sought to be closer. She tried to climb him, almost like a monkey to a tree(^_^). Piccolo picked up the pace in response. She became like an animal seeking to devour him, licking and kissing and biting and panting in his ear. The noises were driving him crazy. Piccolo grabbed her ass and started thrusting with all his might. Ayla tightened her hold and raked her nails down his back.
Had they been as long as Piccolo\'s they would\'ve drawn blood.
Piccolo could feel the pressure building up. He never wanted this to end, this sweet torture, but it was only a matter of time before his desparate thrusts wouldng hng him to and over the edge. Ayla came, her screams muffled against Piccolo\'s thick neck. That set off Piccolo. A cry was ripped from his throat as waves of pleasure slammed throughout his body.
A few moments later, Ayla and Piccolo regained their sanity. Exhaustion was felt all the way down to their trembling knees. With nothing to support them other than each other, something had to give, and with Piccolo\'s superior weight it was Ayla. She fell to floor, Piccolo on top. Listening to his gasping turn into the calmer, slowerathsaths of near sleep, she felt the warm water swirl around her ears and heard the constant trickle of the shower. It getting difficult to breathe because of all the thick steam- \"Oh crap!\" Ayla exclaimed.
\"What?\" Piccolo raised his tired head up from where it was resting. Ayla watched a droplet of water slide down his forehead, pool between his browridges, and drip off the end of his nose. She grimaced.
\"I\'m going to have pay the water bill this month.\" Piccolot snt snorted and plopped his face back onto her breasts.
OWARI!
AUTHOR\'S NOTE: Man, that Ayla! She\'s never sastified! (That\'s for you, AM. ^,^) In case you\'re wondering just who the heck Ayla is, she\'s the one of the main characters of my after GT Dragonball saga DB: Shinki Itten(A New Beginning). You can find DBSI under my other pen name, Vegeta Daimoh. DBSI is done very much so in the tradition of DBZ, lots of cursing and violence but no obvious sex. So I decided to put all side stories such as this under animegrrrl.
ADDITIONAL NOTES: Gah, I hate writing hentais. I had to force myself to finish this so I\'d better get some appreciative reviews. If you\'re wondering why I write things like this in the first place, it\'s because when I first think of something I find it really entertaining but after the first day of writing I get really bored, disgusted, jaded, and really bored. So if you wanna prevent me from going into a writer\'s funk, REVIEW!
I\'ll tell you right now that this is a hardcore explicit sex scene with absolutely no plot between a female Saiyan and a very male Piccolo. Normally I\'m amused by flames but I don\'t want any on this one. If you\'re offended by such stuff then you shouldn\'t have gotten as far as this. Anyhoo, let\'s get to the WARNING: This is kinky. I mean REALLY kinky. For my three loyal fans: Allison, Clarissa, and Joy. I personally blame you for the whole masturbation thing. ^_~
DBSI: YOU SHOW ME YOURS AND I\'LL SHOW YOU MINE
by Vegeta Daimoh aka animegrrrl
Ayla reached for the conditioner. The fur on her tail tended to get course if she didn\'t lavish it with moisture. Piccolo intercepted her. \"Here, let me do it.\"
\"Hey, thanks.\" Ayla obligingly turned around and placed her palms against the wall. She had to stop herself from arching her back as Piccolo\'s nails sastisfyingly combed through her fur. She did, however, permit some tail wiggling. Piccolo growled.
\"How am I supposed to wash you if you keep moving?\" Ayla\'s tail wiggled wildly. With another growl Piccolo grabbed her tail to still it- only to have the bottom wiggle teasingly. Piccolo grabbed that part- and the top of her tail wiggled around! They made a game of it; Piccolo would grab at parts of her tail to keep it still and Ayla would just move the parts he couldn\'t cover at the same time. Finally, Piccolo outsmarted her. He grabbed the top of her tail with one hand and gripped the end with the other. He pulled taut. Anymore struggling and her tail would begin to hurt.
\"Yamero! Stop it!\"
\"Promise to behave?\" Ayla hesitated. He tugged on her tail.
\"Promise.\" she grumbled. Ayla held still while he finished rinsing the foam out of her fur.
\"There, all done.\" Piccolo reached for the faucet to the water off. Ayla stepped in front of him.
\"Now hold on. I have to return the favor.\" she said, while squeezing some conditioner onto her palm.
\"But I don\'t have a tail.\" Ayla pressed her body up against his and slid her hand down. Piccolo\'s eyes widened. \"...Apparently I do.\" he said in a not normal voice. Ayla continued to stroke the now rapidly hardening tail- er, erection. Piccolo deftly circled her wrist with his fingers and moved her hand away. He caught her mouth in a searing kiss.
\"Mmm.\" Ayla wrapped her arms around Piccolo\'s neck as they moved up against the wall. He pressed his erection urgently against her stomach while he plunged deep into her mouth. Ayla broke off and Piccolo devoured her neck instead. Ayla tilted her face up, for a moment enjoying the water that poured down. She could barely breathe this way but she didn\'t care. The only thing Ayla enjoyed more than Piccolo busily devouring her neck was to do the same to his. She eagerly lapped her tongue up and down his corded neck; there was something about hot water and smooth taut skin that made him absolutely... delicious.
.Ayla felt large hands lifting her hips; she twisted out of their grip. \"No.\"
\"What?\" There was confusion and surprise on Piccolo\'s face. \"You... don\'t wan\'t to-\"
\"No.\" Ayla answered. Piccolo should\'ve known better than to mess with her tail. Now she was extra kinky- and in the mood for a little revenge. \"Not that way.\"
\"Oh.\" Piccolo sounded relieved. \"Than how-\" She slid her hands up his chest and around his neck.
\"I want you to-\" she whispered the rest into his ear. For a second time Piccolo\'s eyes widened. He pulled back a bit to look at her seriously.
\"Ayla, you know how I feel about that.\"
\"Exactly!\" she grinned. \"Here\'s your opportunity to get over it.\" Piccolo frowned. \"Oh, come on.\" Ayla coaxed. \"I\'ll be doing most of the work. You just have to show me.\" Still he hesitated. \"Piccolo!\" She thumped his penis, causing an undignified grunt from the Namek. \"We\'re married, remember? We\'re allowed to screw however we want!\" Piccolo would\'ve rolled his eyes at her logic- except that it was partly his fault and now he had gotten used to it.
\"Fine, fine.\" he sighed. \"Let\'s get this over with.\" His eyes narrowed. \"Waitinutinute. This is Nail\'s idea, isn\'t it.\" he accused. Ayla just grinned and pointed \'get down\'. \"I knew I shouldn\'t have left you two alone.\" muttered Piccolo, as he knelt on the wet floor. Ayla sat down behind him. He leaned back and settled onto her chest. She folded her arms about his shoulders and kissed the top of his head lovingly before tucking it beneath her chin. Ayla then slid her hands under his arms and cupped powerful chest muscles. She moved her hands down his entire torso, tracing every bump and ridge while licking away some moisture that had gathered behind his ear. Delicious.
\"Well?\" she asked.
\"Well what.\" Ayla responded by raking her nails on the pink patch just above Piccolo\'s crotch. His breathing hitched.
\"Well,\" she said, emphasizing the word, \"I think you\'re supposed to tell me what to do.\"
\"I think we should do something else.\"
\"Nuh-uh. You\'re not getting out of this.\" Ayla wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her ankles underneath his, spreading Piccolo\'s legs wide.
\"Ayla!\"
\"It\'s not a big deal. Why are you so nervous? Oh, I get it! Could it be that the Great Piccolo-\" and here her voice turned into sarcastic baby talk, \"is embarwassed? Poor Piccy-poo.\"
Piccolo snarled. \"Call me that again and I\'ll ignore you for a week.\"
la cla chuckled and kissed his scalp. \"Kay, sorry.\"
\"Besides,\" he mumbled, \"touching myself isn\'t the greatest thing.\"
\"Why,\" asked Ayla, \"I like it.\"
\"That\'s because you\'re so freakin\' kinky!\"
\"Yeah, and you know you like me that way. Nail too. In fact, you\'re lucky. You\'d have such a boring sex life without us.\"
\"I wouldn\'t have one, period.\"
\"Oops. Hee, hee.\" Ayla hummed contentedly while her fingers trailed everywhere but his private areas. \"Piccolooo,\" she said in a sing-song voice, \"this isn\'t going to go awayaaay.\" Piccolo made a frustrated noise and poked his penis. \"Really? Are you sure?\" Ayla repeated the action. \"Or maybe you want me to touch you like this.\" She wrapped around her hand just below his tip and slid down, squeezing just so.
Piccolo rolled his head back in pleasure. \"Oh Kami, yes.\"
\"Then you\'re going have to show me.\"
Piccolo\'s right hand slowly reached down and hesitantly brushed the side of his penis before darting away. Ayla\'s right hand did the same thing then darted away. He stroked the same spot twice. She stroked the same spot twice. Piccolo\'s breathing picked up a notch. He ran one taloned finger down the flesh of a vertical pink patch. Ayla ran her finger down the other. Piccolo closed his eyes and a subtle shiver trembled through his frame. He continued to run a finger up and down his right side, while Ayla lightly stroked his left. He sighed and a slight a slight smile graced his face.
Ayla pressed her breasts against Piccolo\'s back. She was enjoying this greatly now that he had begun to relax. She hated to do this; he looked so much like Nail at the moment, but she really wanted something to suck on. \"Piccolo.\" she called. The Namek opened his eyes- and realized what he was doing. He sat on his hand. Ayla tried not to laugh. \"Piccolo, aren\'t you forgetting something?\"
\"Like what?\" Ayla pressed her breasts against him again. \"....\" She got impatient and nipped him. \"Ah. Could you...?\"
\"I can only do what you do first.\" Ayla reminded.
\"But-\"
\"I always was curious if you could do that. Try it.\"
Piccolo let out a sigh, reached up, and stretched out an antennae. He could just purse his lips around the fleshy tip. Ayla moved to see his expression. She grinned. \"He\'s so cute when he gets all pouty.\" she thought.
Piccolo glared at her and mumbled something that resembled \"Are you happy.\"
\"Very.\" she answered and carefully took the anae nae out of his mouth with her teeth. Ayla sucked it up like a piece of spaghetti. Piccolo\'s eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. Now she delicately nibbled with her teeth the nub on his antennae. Piccolo\'s breath started to come in pants. The powerful muscles of his thighs flexed against Ayla\'s toned ones. Between those powerful thighs was a wet and very swollen erection, begging to be touched.
Once again Piccolo\'s hand crept toward his crotch and hesitated; Ayla\'s hand covered his and the pad of his thumb brushed against a green head. Piccolo let out a breathy moan. Ayla\'s thumb spread in circles the moisture that had come out of a slit at the top of his tip. He made appreciative little noises that was music to Ayla\'s ears. Piccolo tilted his face up. His eyes were closed in rhapsody and fast shallow pants escaped through slightly parted lips. Ayla wanted to kiss him. She moved back and to the side so that she could. They stayed like that for a while and when Piccolo\'s hand joined Ayla\'s to grip his length, he moaned into her mouth.
His other hand slid up her back and tangled itself in Ayla\'s hair. He pressed down hard so he could go deeper into her mouth. His right hand left his penis, trailed up her thigh, and got a firm squeeze on her ass. He started to turn. Ayla, sensing the danger just in time, scrambled to her feet. \"Piccolo!\" Unfortunately, she lost her balance on the slippery floor and fell on her butt. \"Oomph! Ow...\"
Fortunately for Piccolo, Ayla landed with legs all akimbo, revealing just how very turned on she was. Piccolo got a predatory gleam in his eye. He pounced. Ayla snapped her legs shut. Foiled, Piccolo growled and settled his head onto the top of her knees, glowering. That is, until he got a crooked half-smile on his face. \"You show me yours and I\'ll show you mine.\" he said in an almost playful voice.
\"I think I liked it better when I was in charge.\" she responded. Piccolo smirked and ran one taloned finger down the sensitive flesh of an inner thigh. Ayla shuddered and crossed her ankles. The action jiggled her breasts. Piccolo eyed them.
\"Yes,\" he mused, \"they\'ll do for starters.\"
\"No, I can\'t.\"
\"Why not? You made me do this.\"
\"It\'s not that I\'m embarassed...\" she explained. \"Oh yes I am. I\'m too small.\"
\"No you\'re not.\" said Piccolo as he cupped her breasts. They made a rather nice handful.
\"Yes I am.\" she objected. \"My mouth can\'t reach...\" Piccolo bunched up her breasts.
\"Oh, I see.\" he said objectively. \"I guess you\'ll just have to go without suckling.\"
\"Piccolo!\" she whined.
\"Oh come now, it\'s not that bad.\" He stroked the underside of her breasts with his thumbs, then looked into her eyes suggestively. \"...Is it?\"
Ayla gulped. Amazing how one look from him could send such heat down to the most private of areas. Her small hand lifted to a breast and brushed against a tan nipple. Piccolo did the same. Beneath his touch it hardened fully. That brought their attention to the neglected one. Once again her hand rose to brush a nipple. Piccolo caressed both. Ayla closed her eyes in pleasure and arched into the touch; she opened them again when she felt its absence. \"Piccolo,\" she pouted, \"why\'d you stop?\"
\"Technically I can only do what you do, so...\"
\"Ugh, you just want to see me play with my breasts some more.\"
Piccolo managed to keep a straight face. \"Please, continue.\"
Ayla sighed and squeezed her breasts. With thumb and forefinger she pullach ach nipple to a peak. Piccolo happily copied. \"Keep your hands there.\" she told him. Her thumbs rubbed each nipple up and down, then the area around in circles. Piccolo did the same. Ayla sighed again. She had to admit, with Piccolo holding and caressing her breasts like this, it was absolutely... wonderful. She loved every minute touch of his hands- but his tongue was just that much better. She pinched her nipples in an effort to get more stimulation. Piccolo pinched and pulled agressively but it still wasn\'t enough. It wasn\'t enough to give her what she wanted, because what she wanted was- \"Dammit Piccolo! I want your mouth on me. Now!\"
\"But-\"
\"Oh I\'ll show you what I want!\" Ayla lunged forward and agressively sucked an antennae into her mouth. She le go go and attacked his other antennae, licking up from the base to set it quivering.
Ayla held it between her teeth and bit down on the nub, hard enough to hurt- almost. She then wickedly teased his fleshy tip with her tongue, while her lips wrapped around and eagerly sucked and tugged, like a newborn seeking milk from a teat. Ayla suddenly pulled away.
Piccoas las leaning on his hand. His eyes were closed and his chest heaved up and down. Piccolo inhaled one last deep breath, then let it out slowly through his nose. He looked directly up into Ayla\'s eyes. \"Good enough.\"
Piccolo lunged forward and pressed her back against the shower wall. He teased Ayla wickedy, sucking, nipping, and licking her breasts to a peak. His mouth lingered on her right breast. He would leave his mark. Ayla whimpered from the pain of the forming hickey. Piccolo got a little too carried away. He bit down on her teat. Ayla squeaked in pain from the sharp fangs. She tried to move away, pushing small hands against a broad chest. Piccolo gripped her wrists and looked into her unhappy face. There was almost something like regret in his eyes. He slowly moved closer. Ayla made a noise of protest and then Piccolo kissed her gently, so gently on the lips. Ayla didittlittle gasp. He kissed her again and sucked on her lower lip. Ayla felt the slight prinprick of fangs before Piccolo moved away, leaving Ayla a wet lip and amazed by his gentleness. He placed a few kisses on her throat, then down to the center of her breastbone.
Ayla inhaled sharply, watching in apprehension. Piccolo gave her a look that said \"Trust me.\" His eyes flicked back down and moved to kiss the side of her breast. He mod thd the flesh where he had bit down tenderly. At first it hurt, but ohhhh, what blissful feeling. Ayla closed her eyes and relaxed against the shower wall. Her hand wandered down her body and stopped at the apex of her thighs. Ayla touched the moisture there. But damn, that felt good. She moved her finger in and out, spreading moisture around. Ayla\'s eyes flew open at the surprising touch of another digit.
Piccolo looked at her like \"What?\" He couldn\'t believe what he was seeing. Was Ayla actually feeling embarassed? Piccolo got a knowing look on his face. He smirked at her discomfort and returned to suckling her breasts. Ayla relaxed and when Piccoloughought back their hands down there, she did not object. Together they rubbed and caressed. It was an amazing sensation the pad on Piccolo\'s thumb was generating against her female flesh. However, Ayla was not filled. She slipped a finger in and out. Piccolo joined her. His thick finger penetrated and created a more sastifying sensation- but she had had enough.
Ayla grabbed his hand and slammed it down. fac face was screwed up in frustration. \"Piccolo! Don\'t tease me like this!\"
Piccolo looked into her eyes. \"No more games?\"
She stared back fiercely. \"No more games. Fuck me.\"
Piccolo grinned and impaled her. Ayla did a little growl as she felt him entering her. Piccolo drowned her out with a deep rumble and entered her fully. They were still for a moment, on their knees, feeling each others\' heat- and then Ayla moved. Piccolo instinctively bucked forward. Not to be outdone Ayla thrust back, and so they established a pattern of hips rocking gently back and forth. Ayla wrapped her arms around Piccolo\'s shoulders and rested her head in the crook of his neck. Piccolo wrapped his arms around Ayla\'s waist and kissed her temple.
Ayla sought to be closer. She tried to climb him, almost like a monkey to a tree(^_^). Piccolo picked up the pace in response. She became like an animal seeking to devour him, licking and kissing and biting and panting in his ear. The noises were driving him crazy. Piccolo grabbed her ass and started thrusting with all his might. Ayla tightened her hold and raked her nails down his back.
Had they been as long as Piccolo\'s they would\'ve drawn blood.
Piccolo could feel the pressure building up. He never wanted this to end, this sweet torture, but it was only a matter of time before his desparate thrusts wouldng hng him to and over the edge. Ayla came, her screams muffled against Piccolo\'s thick neck. That set off Piccolo. A cry was ripped from his throat as waves of pleasure slammed throughout his body.
A few moments later, Ayla and Piccolo regained their sanity. Exhaustion was felt all the way down to their trembling knees. With nothing to support them other than each other, something had to give, and with Piccolo\'s superior weight it was Ayla. She fell to floor, Piccolo on top. Listening to his gasping turn into the calmer, slowerathsaths of near sleep, she felt the warm water swirl around her ears and heard the constant trickle of the shower. It getting difficult to breathe because of all the thick steam- \"Oh crap!\" Ayla exclaimed.
\"What?\" Piccolo raised his tired head up from where it was resting. Ayla watched a droplet of water slide down his forehead, pool between his browridges, and drip off the end of his nose. She grimaced.
\"I\'m going to have pay the water bill this month.\" Piccolot snt snorted and plopped his face back onto her breasts.
OWARI!
AUTHOR\'S NOTE: Man, that Ayla! She\'s never sastified! (That\'s for you, AM. ^,^) In case you\'re wondering just who the heck Ayla is, she\'s the one of the main characters of my after GT Dragonball saga DB: Shinki Itten(A New Beginning). You can find DBSI under my other pen name, Vegeta Daimoh. DBSI is done very much so in the tradition of DBZ, lots of cursing and violence but no obvious sex. So I decided to put all side stories such as this under animegrrrl.
ADDITIONAL NOTES: Gah, I hate writing hentais. I had to force myself to finish this so I\'d better get some appreciative reviews. If you\'re wondering why I write things like this in the first place, it\'s because when I first think of something I find it really entertaining but after the first day of writing I get really bored, disgusted, jaded, and really bored. So if you wanna prevent me from going into a writer\'s funk, REVIEW!