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Dragon Fuck Z	By : sexdottxt Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 3527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Vegeta never saw his life turning out like this. On the one hand, he was stronger than he had ever been before in his life, he knew the legend of the Super Saiyan was real, and Frieza was finally dead. On the other, he was still weaker than a low class Saiyan of all people, that same inferior scum Kakarot had become a Super Saiyan while he an elite and prince had not, and the man who dealt the killing blow was both a Super Saiyan and one he had never met before in his life. He didn't know whether he should have been happy or puking his guts out.
It was a mix of both. He had to get stronger than Kakarot at any cost. The worthless Saiyan was off training on some other planet, while he was stuck on Earth. So he spent far more time at Capsule Corp, that woman Bulma's residence. He had no liking to her but this residence was the only location on this planet with the technology that would allow him to become stronger. Namely a gravity chamber.
But he apparently didn't know his own strength. The gravity chamber had been reduced to rubble, and he stood right outside of it. The wreckage was something nasty, but he had never been more pleased.
He was reminded of the naturally strong gravity of his homeworld. Something great and formidable compared to the light and frivolous atmosphere of this planet. At first when he trained inside of it, he had been reduced to his knees from the sheer pressure. To have the strength to reduce this structure that once bested him to rubble was proof of his strength.
He was the only person happy though. Bulma was not. He barely remembered the encounter, all he could recollect was that woman screeching while her idiot boyfriend stood there looking helpless. He ignored her and went back to his living quarters.
That night, he had just gotten done doing push ups. He spent well over an hour doing them non stop. At some point he lost count and didn't even care anymore. What was important was that his mettle was sharpened even after nearly killing himself in that incident with the gravity chamber.
He was resting on the couch. Whatever injuries he had were forgotten and he actually felt stronger than ever. He smiled to himself, clenching his fists and feeling the latent strength within. He wondered if he had enough energy to fire off a Galick Gun.
He stood up and looked at the door. He put his hands in the signature position as if he were charging up the move. He thought of that stupid Bulma woman yelling and wondered how she might like it if he blew the door off. He wondered why he let her order him around the way she did.
But he surprised himself when he felt the energy forming in his hands for the signature blast. He realized it wasn't so strong, he was capable of truly impressive feats when he was driven to near death after his first bout with Goku and well beyond proved himself on Namek. The relative easy living on this planet was making him soft.
And he was going to be more surprised still. The door opened and it was her. For an instant he forgot himself and the energy nearly escaped him. But he pulled back the blast just in time.
It hadn't escaped her notice though. She was already itching to give him a piece of her mind but now she was furious.
“That's quite a nice way to thank the person who's been having you all this time you freeloader!” she said.
“Thank you? Why would I ever do that?” he said, turning away from her.
“Oh I don't know. Giving you free room and board, letting you train, helping you recover after you nearly kill yourself so many times. Is that too many or is there not enough space in your Saiyan brain to count?”
“How dare you! I am Prince Vegeta of the Saiyan race and you will not talk that way to me woman!”
“Oh I won't? I think I will. For as long as you're living here, I'll talk to you any way I need to in order to get it through your thick skull!”
“Then perhaps I'll leave. I have no purpose here anymore. Even on this backwater planet there must be other places that can interest a man like me.”
“Okay. Then I'll tell Piccolo and Krillin about it. Gohan too. Wherever you go, they'll find you. So if you're planning anything, you better watch out!”
Vegeta bristled a bit at that. The tiny earthling man didn't scare him too much, but the thought of squaring off with that Namekian after he fought evenly with Frieza's second form coupled with the half-Saiyan child having survived the horrors of both the galactic tyrant and the Ginyu Force who had broken men twice his age, might be a bit too much for him to handle. Nearly dying on this rock when he first invaded it with Nappa had taught him to fear and respect even a low class dreg like Kakarot. For all the macho posturing he still liked to do, his brief death on Namek had made him far more wary.
“Fine,” he said, looking away from her. And this woman's attitude was something else too. She was no warrior at all, yet she found the bravery to stand up and talk to him like he was beneath her. He didn't know if it was the humiliations he had suffered despite wanting so much in the past or that her fire was the only thing that passed having a sparring partner who could take his hits and give it right back.
Bulma formed a cocky smile on the corner of her lips. He had been thinking on what to do next that he paid no attention to her marching right up to him. He looked at right. Before he had a chance to react, she grabbed his crotch.
She hadn't even grabbed him particularly hard, yet he jumped up right then. It was so unexpected and sudden that he didn't quite know how to react. And then she started laughing.
“What's the big idea!”
“Oh I don't know. I figure it's pay back for both invading my home planet and trashing up my home while living under my roof and eating all my food for free.”
“That doesn't explain what you just did to me!”
“Come on, hasn't a big bad guy like you gotten his balls kicked every now and then?”
“No, what was that technique? What is happening to me?” he said, looking down. She looked down too and saw that he was pitching one hell of a tent.
“Oh wow,” Bulma said, giggling. “You're telling me you've never been with a girl before?”
“What? What does that have to do with anything?” She was right on the money. There were a few girls he liked from his home planet, some of his maids had caught his eye, but he barely remembered his home life as a Saiyan royal before Frieza destroyed it. The only memories that really stuck out were those of his father and Frieza.
He wished he had killed the vile creature himself. Frieza destroyed his world, leaving only him, Nappa, and Raditz as what he thought were the last survivors of his race. Every single time on a mission to other planets, he killed everyone there without quarter. The sights of the women and their children in their last moments moved nothing in his heart and he thought nothing of mating with them. And then he met Kakarot and these Earthlings, and everything had changed.
That train of thought was interrupted by her suddenly almost keeling over out in a loud fit of laughter. She really was amused too with how red in the face she was. He couldn't stand the thought of not being taken seriously.
“Shut up!” he said. She looked up with how angry he sounded but no matter how hard he tried, she couldn't stop cackling just a little bit. Both from what he said and his boner peeking up right through his pants.
“Okay Your Highness, let me teach you a thing or two,” she said. Before he could respond, she grabbed his crotch again. He wanted to jump back, but he wasn't prepared for how softly she was caressing him down there. And the way she was still smiling right at him was making him not want to push her back at all.
For several moments he simply let her fondle his junk. He actually looked serene and at peace for once. Despite that he was getting harder on her hand.
So she quickly picked up the pace. He started yelling out, not understanding at all what was happening to him. She only smiled at seeing him like this. His hips were jerking back and forth, and before long he was screaming out her name, again and again, until finally he busted a nut deep through his pants. Even with his pants on, the pure white Saiyan cream seeped white through the fabric, staining his trousers.
He barely had time to think or understand what was happening to him. She just wiped some of the jizz that got through his pants and licked it off his fingers. He looked at her with a strange fascination, knowing what just happened but still thinking it was strange. She looked right up at him again.
“Did you like that?” she said.
“Yes, yes!” he said, not even thinking, just wanting to feel more of whatever that was.
“Good. Then you won't mind if I do this, huh?” she said, pulling down his pants. His boner popped out and almost hit her in the face. Even though he just came, he was still hard as he was completely enthralled by that orgasm.
She got on her knees and stared at his magnificent cock. For being a small guy, Vegeta sure did have one hell of a big dick. She looked up at him, he looked more dazed now than he ever did while training. “When you're about to cum, say my name,” she said.
He barely had time to simply nod. She winked at him and took his meat in her mouth. Just like before he was shocked and lost in total ecstasy. He didn't understand it, but after that orgasm at her hands, he wanted more.
And while her hands had felt good, her mouth was another thing altogether. As she was going down on him, his bulbous cock head moved all over the wet membranes of her inner cheeks while her tongue hungrily licked under his shaft. She was already working him pretty good, but just as he was unprepared for the sensation of her soft hands gripping his dick, he was overwhelmed by her wet and hot mouth sucking him off.
He grabbed the back of her head and started shoving his cock all the way inside of her as far as roughly as he could. It was more than a bit uncomfortable for her, but she enjoyed having him in her power, knowing he was this sensitive. Not to mention he was pretty good at taking orders too.
“Bulma! Bulma! BULMA!” At that last one, his cock shot up and shot several loads of hot goo deep down her throat. He was still hitting his penis back and forth in her mouth as his prick was emptying itself of his semen.
She let him hold her head like that. Despite his roughness, he didn't seem like he was dominating her at all, instead she felt like some emotional support pillow for a poor boy who definitely needed all that release. And he was sighing and groaning the whole time. To her ears he actually sounded more pathetic than after one of his typical hard days of training.
As he finally settled down a bit, she felt comfortable in taking his dick out of her mouth. Despite two strong nuts in a row, his dick was still hard. The same couldn't be said for him, he looked exhausted.
She worked on lick the rest of that cum off his penis. As she did so, she expertly fondled his balls and the base of his shaft. When she was done, she gave the cock head a sweet little kiss before she stood back up.
Looking at him like that, she had an absolutely devilish idea.
“Bend over.” Though he was still sighing from the throes of rapturous ecstasy, he did as he was told. She bent him over and took out a bottle of lube from one of the pockets in her coat. She kept this around for when she and Yamcha were feeling especially kinky but she never thought she'd be using it right now. And if he was going to go all out in her mouth, she definitely wanted some payback before the real thing.
Looking at his bare ass, she poured out a dollop of the lube on her hands and got her palms and fingers super creamy before she spread the oil all inside of his anus and around the surrounding area. Vegeta moaned softly at her massaging his butt and prostate like that. She grinned at seeing him both so powerless and clearly into it. He really was going to be a fun one.
From the same pocket, she pulled out a dildo. Big and long, she knew his butt never had anything like this inside of it. And she was itching to change that.
He turned his head to look back at her, curious to see what she was going to do to him. But the moment she felt the dildo inserted inside his rectum, he cried out. It wasn't a loud and helpless set of grunts and screams when she played with his penis those first two times, instead his groans were soft and pleased. Though he really went at it when he jizzed all that cum down her mouth, she used a slow and gentle pace as she slid the fake penis inside of his asshole.
She looped her head around to look at his penis. It was standing right up, filled with the blood of his arousal. His balls were plenty swollen too, she could tell he was enjoying it. To make it better, she gently patted his bare ass to reward him for being such a good boy and even ran her nails all over his cheeks here to tickle him.
Soon he started moving his hips back and forth. She sped up the rate of inserting the dildo inside of him to match the speed he was using his hips. His moans became a little rougher, a little more high pitched. She knew he was going to cum soon.
So she stopped. The instant the dildo left his rectum, his rosebud snapped itself shut. He looked back at her desperately, wanting, needing her stimulation again. She just pulled her pants down and gave off another cocky grin.
Cocky is the right word for it. Without another word he took charge, rushing over to her and grabbing her hips. Despite controlling him this whole time, Bulma was taken aback at him suddenly turning the tables and getting as dominant with her as she had been with him. Not that she ever thought to say anything to him in that moment. His erection pumped right inside of her.
She suddenly uttered a loud cry of pleasure at him being inside her. That only appealed to his baser instincts as he kept on fucking her at an accelerating speed, not caring one bit about her comfort. She wasn't put off at all from this rough sex though and grabbed onto her tits to feed her pleasure. More important, he was already lasting far longer than before.
Bulma was hitting her hips right up against his. He barely registered it, he was simply lost in a mental haze of desire and bliss he hadn't felt in so long and the powerful urge to rule running deep in his Saiyan blood. But he felt the pleasure all the same.
To make it easier for her, Bulma wrapped her legs around his hips, clinging to him. Before he had a chance to react, she grabbed his face and started kissing him. Even in that state of raw and wanton fucking, he was a bit shocked at her shoving her tongue right into his mouth. Yet he was eager to win this tongue war and gave it right back to her.
The two were locked in a frenzied union of fucking and kissing. His natural strength allowed him to easily hold her and she was just as determined, clinging to him like she needed him. In a fit of primal lust he lavisciously reached his hands under her sweet donk and grabbed it, squeezing it as hard as possible.
But the dick inside of her was driving her crazy. She had to break the kiss to cry out in deep ecstasy. Vegeta actually grinned for once, knowing he was winning against her. She leaned her head over his shoulder, hollering out loud. Her vagina was spasming onto his penis as she was lost to the pangs leading to an orgasm.
He grabbed her close and held her there so she couldn't move while he rammed deep inside of her. She was suddenly so shocked by his sudden ferocity that she couldn't moan for several moments until she finally uttered a deep groan of orgasmic bliss. Her vagina squeezed and tightening on his prick still ramming itself inside of her.
Though he had regained the upper hand, he was not at all prepared for how good her orgasm felt on his naked penis. Unable to cope with it, he cried out too, gushing all his cum deep inside of her wet and needy cunt. She was already sighing helplessly from the force of her climax but his cum flooding inside of her pussy turned her voice into a deep and powerful set of moans. The two of them clung to each other in that state of mutual carnal bliss.
It wouldn't be over anytime soon. But Bulma was the first to regain her bearings. She looked right into his face. He looked just as helpless as before.
She realized she just cheated on Yamcha. But then again, Vegeta for being the kind of man he was could protect her no problem. And now she had something to keep him right under her thumb.
“You can stay here as long as we do this more often,” she said, breathing roughly. “Okay?”
He nodded. “Yes. I will become stronger in this sexual pleasure training!”
She just rolled her eyes. So different from Goku and quite alike at the same time. She entertained thoughts of controlling him but now she realized he was definitely going to get into a whole lot of trouble no matter what she did. But as she felt all over his muscular body, his dick still rock hard inside of her, she realized that she could enjoy that too.
Decades later in an alternate future timeline beset by a renegade Kai, this same hopeless Saiyan would shake his head at his erstwhile companion Kakarot being completely befuddled on why lovers would ever kiss each other. He grew up around Raditz and Nappa, none worthy of the honor of being a Saiyan prince, and he figured the reason they never taught him is because they were just as clueless. Lower class Saiyans were considered lower class for so many reasons. If only Frieza hadn't come along, his father would have taught him so many things about being a man, from how to rule and how to use all the weapons of war. Including the ones that one is born with.
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