Tail

Bulma awoke alone as perusal, her small nightie pulled high above her hips and exposed crotch, with a yawn and a stretch of her slender arms Bulma flung of the thick cosy covers of her bed, to arise and walk over to her vanity. Taking a seat she looks into the mirror seeing her blue haired blue eyed self in its reflection, she smiles and sighs a little while jiggling her hips in a sense of frustration. Her soft feminine hands sensually ouch her arms and up to her neck, while smiles as her hands drop to her hips and pull up and off her nightgown. Now sitting naked her hand places gently upon her firm ample breast, caressing smoothly and softly while her thumb rolls over her hardening nipple.

Her other hands slides down her athletic body over her small stomach and then though the tuft of soft hair between her legs. As she now tweaks and pinches her nipple her fingers separate her soft inner lips to make contact with her awaiting clit, with a load moan escaping her mouth, her head falls back making her blue hair brush against her moisten back. With two fingers massaging her clitoris her hand squeezes her large breasts. With her clit semi satisfied she wants more as he fingers slide down with her wetness and penetrate her depths. Sliding two fingers inside herself, the fingers upon her breast quickly dives into her mouth making it wet and lubricated before placing it back upon her rock hard nipple.

With her fingers gripping and twisting her nipple as her other slide quickly between her legs, she stopped in mid action and thought looking over at the top drawer of the vanity unit, sliding her two finger from her slippy moist depth, she cleans the moisture off her fingers with her tongue, before opening up the drawer pulling out a large cardboard box smirking to her self upon its opening. Inside laid a long hard fluffy cylinder looking object; she pulled out it out holding it by one end seeing the other end hit the floor with its vast length. Bulma ran it gently over her soft skin, moaning with the mild rough feeling that the hair like fibres felt across her body. The object now she\'s wraps around her supple breast, the furry nature tickled and teased her breast before it subtly touched her nipple. Jumping at the feeling across her sensitive nipple she giggled with contemplation.

Uncurling the hairy object from her breast, her legs widened making room for its other end to which she picked up and inserted deep inside her. She screamed feeling her moist area being invaded by this long hard thing. Ramming it now violently in and out from within her, her head drops and takes a hold of its other end sucking it deep inside her mouth. Cries and groans flow fourth from her lips as her clit gets brushed with fine hairs tickling its still hard nature. Her mouth takes in the thick hairiness of its length as it other end still pillages and soaks up her river of moisture. She huffs and puffs inhaling deeply for air with her throat blocked with stuffing. Pulling the end from her mouth she screams at the top of her lungs as her climax hastens, thrusting like a piston quicker and harder inside her self, she feels her inner walls slightly grip the hardness between them. Her chest heaves and her breasts rise with her increasing heart rate, she knows her orgasm is quickly approaching. Her body shudders as her powerful climax erupts though her body which falls in her seat, her wet walls grip with unbridled strength the object that still inside her, which is now half drenched in her womanly fluid. She looks down at herself and laughs seeing her son’s long since removed tail half way inside her.