Heart's Lust

I don't own DBZ


Chapter 1: Scream

Goku knew what he was doing was wrong. That the girl he was slowly undressing wasn't his wife nor the woman he lusted for. He knew that by doing this his "pure and perfect" image would be gone but he didn't care. For too long he'd don things for others and not for himself. As much as he enjoyed the fighting that came with protecting the Earth, he never got any thanks. It was time that he took something for himself.
He carefully removed the bra, being careful not to rip it in anyway. If her father found out, there would be hell to pay and it just might be a good reason for him to reach the next level and that was not something Goku desired. He dipped in so he could nip and suck at her nipples. He heard her moan quietly but that wasn't good enoug. He wanted her to scream.
He crept one of his hands down to the bottom of her skirt. He let his hand glide across the silky thigh that lay beneath the material, inching his way higher. His fingers were stopped by the offending materials of her panties. They would have to go.
Shifting his body so both hands could work together, he gently pulled the panties down her thighs. She moved her legs so that the offending object was easily removed. He decided that for now the skirt would stay.
His hand went back towards it's original target., while his lips returned thier attention to the full milky-white breast before him. His fingers discovered clean-shaven skin, which made him smirk and his mind wandered back to the time when he spied his true desire showering naked in a waterfall. He had watched her, etching all her flawless details, all of her nakedness and her slow sensual movements into his mind. But she wasn't the girl beneath him, she wasn't the girl he was going to make scream. That desire would never be realised.
He slid his fingers into her, feeling her moistness. He started to stroke her insides slow, teasing her, ever now and then increasing his pace. He sat up to watch her as she acrched her back in pleasure. He moans were gradually getting louder but still they weren't the screams he wanted to hear.
He watched as she started to touch her breast. She gently played with her nipples, rubbing them then flicking them. Goku could feel himself getting harder. Suddenly he felt her tighten around his fingers as she started to climax, pleasurable moans escaped from her parted li[ps as she came.
He smirked deciding not to let her catch her breath as he quickly discarded what he was wearing. He started a new assult on her breast with his lips and hands. Her sharp inhale told him that she was unprepared for this new assult og pleasure. She forcably moved his head so she could lean in and kiss his lips. Goku let his tongue explore her mouth. The taste of her made him wild with excitement.
His hands moved down her body to grip onto her thighs. He pulled her legs to wrap them around him. He pulled away from thier kiss, he wanted to see her face when he entred her.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto him. He eyes became drunk with pleasure and lust, while another moan escaped her lips.
"I'm gonna make you scream," he whisphered as he started to withdraw and thrust back into her. Again he was slow, taking in the feel of her, the moistness, the look in her eyes. He let himslef speed up as he took to suck at her breasts again.
Her moans of pleasure were growing louder, gradually reaching the sounds of screams. Goku felty himself wanting to loose control as he became overpowered with her reactions.
He quickened his pace. He made his thrusts harder. He gave into his need. The girl beneath him writhed in pleasure, she clenched at the grass around them with her delicate fingers. Her nmoans had turned into screams of lust and pleasure, his name rolling off her tongue with ease.
Goku felt himself reaching his limit, closing his eyes he let himself spill into her.
With the little energy he had left, he pulled out of her and rolled off into the grass. He could hear her panting to his right. He smirked as he remembered her scream his name in those final seconds.
"Wanna go again?" she inquired.
Goku turned to look at her. She was the spitting image of her mother, the woman he would never have.
"No," he simply stated.
The look of disappointment on her face was not lost on him, he just chosed to ignore it.
"You can-"
He silenced her with a glare. While she may look like Bulma, she wasn't her mother.
"We should head back. Your parents will be getting worried."
She sighed but gave in much to Goku's relief. He knew that she had a crush on him and that she would do anything to be his lover but while she was a good fuck, it would never be enough. She wasn't Bulma. He watched her as she dressed, re-afirming that she would only ever be a temporary replacement for the one owman he could never have.
"I'm ready," she whisphered.
He nodded, with a turn he slowly flew back to Capsule Corps. with Bra in tow.



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