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Sultry Saiyan Supremacy (Chapter 4)
🕑 Added 2024-01-29 02:07:27 +0000 UTCHeyyo my awesome patrons! Here it is, the fourth chapter of Goku's ascension into Harem King status! Now starring Bulma's MILF-I mean, mother, Panchy! I hope you all enjoy the MILFY goodness and hopefully continue to support me in the following month! I really appreciate your patience and your support means the world to me.
Next on the docket will most likely be the Albedo collab story with Natsu is Awesome (he has other storied on FFN and AO3 if you wanna check him out). After that, I'll probably do the next chapter of Confidence Boosting (since I wanna write more with Gaspar because DxD women are so hot).
So look forward to that!
Disclaimer: All characters who participate in sexual acts are above the age of consent.
West City
The city of the west, a place the like of which forest-bred Goku could never have possibly imagined. Sitting atop his Nimbus cloud, while his monkey tail sashayed in the wind behind him, he marveled with his mouth agape with wonder at the bustling city beneath him. “Wowie, look at the size of this place! What kinda place is this?!” All around him were metal buildings that were taller than all of the trees where his home was. Then there were the clear, glassy tubes that coiled around the city like snakes, where Goku could see people zooming around in their cars. “No wonder Bulma’s so weird. She can’t help it being born in an odd place like this!”
Jumping off his levitating cloud, Goku told it that he’d rather walk to Bulma’s house and waved as it soared away into the sky. With his knapsack strapped to his back, filled with food rations and the now defunct Dragon Radar, he searched for the capsule that turned into a phone that was often used for phone sex between himself and his “haremettes” as Master Roshi liked to call them. Clicking the top of the capsule, a puff of smoke wafted in his face as a small phone appeared in his hand. Immediately as the screen came to life, the monkey boy saw dozens of notifications from Launch and Ranfan. Launch’s messages mostly consisted of random pictures of flowers and trucks (most likely the result of the blue-haired Launch’s recent obsession with floral photography and trucks) and racy lingerie images of her blonde side.
“Wowie. Launch sure knows how to take pretty pictures of flowers…and herself.” Goku scratched his pelvis, feeling his cock begin to stir. It only got harder once he opened up Ranfan’s pictures. All of which consisted of the purple-haired seductress in various arrays of underwear and poses. Apparently after the World Tournament, she’d received countless offers from tons of underwear companies for her to model their panty and lingerie catalogs, or something like that. Often Goku lost track of whatever Ranfan said when they were having phone sex. “I wish Launch and Ranfan were here. They’d probably be able to help me navigate this crazy city. Plus, we could have sex too.”
“Huh?!”
Goku turned to several people giving him looks of shock. “Hiya. Do you know where Bulma lives? She’s tall. She has blue hair. And um…oh really huge boobs! They’re nice and snuggly, especially when you want to stick your penis between them.” None of them helped him, instead shaking their heads and walking away while muttering something under their breath. “Fine, guess I’ll try looking myself.” Absentmindedly, he waltzed into the street, narrowly being avoided by cars until one shrieked to a halt, just barely missing him.
“Hey kid! Watch where you’re walking, ya moron!” The man in the car was wearing sunglasses but Goku could tell that he was glaring right at him.
“Can you help me?” Goku asked, ignorant to the man’s befuddlement. “Where the heck is Bulma’s place?”
“How should I know?! Just get the heck outta my way or I’ll run you over!”
Goku watched as the infuriated man and his car sped away along with several other cars following behind him. “What’s everybody in such a hurry for?” He scratched his head as he walked over to a nearby woman who seemed to be pushing a baby in a floating mini-car of some kind. “Whoa, so cool. It’s like the size of my Nimbus.” Goku mumbled before getting the woman’s attention. “Hey, I’m lost. Where’s Bulma’s house?”
“Eh? Bulma, who’s that? Your sister?”
“What? No, we’re not related. Bulma’s my friend and she lives here. So you gotta know where she is since you live here too.”
The woman in shades shook her head in unison with her baby. “I’m afraid I don’t know. Why don’t you ask someone else, dear?”
Goku frowned as the woman walked away, waving to her baby who was still staring at him. “This is so bizarre. I wonder if she really lives here…” He searched for hours and managed to find some entertainment in this wild city. First, he was kicked out of a taxi after telling the cabbie that he had no money. After, Goku won a lot of money beating some knockoff martial artist, then was almost robbed at gunpoint for said money until he beat the snot outta the would-be robbers. ‘If this is what having money is like, then I don’t want it at all.’ Then he met a pretty girl with straight, long green hair that framed her face nicely. Unfortunately, she didn’t know where Bulma was, but she was kind enough to point out a local police officer to him. So as thanks, he handed her the wad of cash that he had won earlier.
“Whoa, I’m not that kind of girl…at least during the daytime.” The green-haired girl backed away, not wanting in trouble again for solicitation of sexual favors by another cop. “Just keep the cash, cutie. Or find me another night and we can have some fun~” She winked at him before departing into a bustling crowd.
“Hmm, guess I’ll just keep this then.” Goku pocketed the money inside his knapsack and sped towards the police officer. After explaining to the officer about his situation and looking up several different Bulma’s in his tiny computer, he offered Goku a ride, which he took gratefully. It took about twenty minutes to get there, but finally he had arrived at Bulma’s house…and it was gigantic! It was big and round, like half of a melon, and had big bold letters on the side that he could barely read. “Hoo-ee! This place is huuuuuuuuuge! Heeeeeeeeey, Bulma!!! I’m here!” Before he could run towards the giant building, the mustached officer stopped him in his tracks.
“Whoa there, sonny boy, hold on there. First I need to see some identification from you. Then I have to call Dr. Briefs and ask if he or his daughter are expecting any visitors.” The officer wasn’t about to let some random stranger just waltz into the most renowned scientist’s house without any background checks.
“Huh? Identi-wha? No no, I don’t need that. I’m Bulma’s friend and she said I could come over and visit whatever I want. We’ve gone on lots of adventures together and done lots of…stuff…” Goku made sure to hold his tongue about the nonstop sex they had during said adventures. Bulma had drilled it into his head to keep the naughty side of their relationship a secret from strangers. Why, he was still unclear, but if it kept Bulma from throttling him, then he’d do it. “Aww c’mon, it’s okay. You can go now, Mr. Policeman.”
“I don’t think so, sonny. I don’t even know your identity. It wouldn’t look good if it turned out I just let a lunatic into Capsule Corporation, would it?”
Goku just shrugged in reply. Before he could say anything more his nose caught a familiar scent. “Huh? I smell Bulma’s scent…”
“Huh? Scent? What are you some kind of bloodhound?” It was then that the sound of a flying motoped could be heard heading in their direction. Off in the distance, the policeman saw a blue-haired girl speeding in their direction. “Well I’ll be darned. You must be lucky. It seems like Ms. Briefs got out early today from school.”
“Bulma!!” Goku called out to the blunette after she screeched to a halt in front of them.
“Huh?” Bulma heard her name being called and slowly took off her safety goggles to see who it was. Once her eyes met with Goku’s, she broke out into a happy smile. “Goku!! You’re here!” Swiftly, she hopped off her moped and pressed the button, turning it back into a capsule. Bulma almost pulled the monkey boy into a kiss before finally noticing the police officer standing next to him. Quickly, the blunette pivoted her disposition and asked in her best innocent voice, “Y-You actually managed to find your way here. That’s great…and with a police escort no less too. Greaaaaaat.” She nodded towards the officer politely. “Thank you for escorting my boy-erm, my friend who just so happens to be a boy! Aha-hahaha…”
“Ah, yes, of course. I’m just glad that you actually know this young man and he wasn’t some psychotic stalker.”
Bulma let out a forced laugh, trying her best to remain nonchalant. “Right, right, aha. And Goku didn’t say anything…weird, did he? My Goku, ahhhh, I mean, Goku is a bit of a jokester and says crazy things that sound bad but are really just his weird sense of humor.”
“Huh? What the heck are you talking ab-mrph!” Goku was stopped, muffling his voice by Bulma’s hand suddenly covering his mouth.
Thankfully, it seemed like this policeman wasn’t as astute as some of his compatriots might have been. “Not at all. Minus the odd comment about your…um…your…aroma. But other than that, the boy was decent. Now then-” Suddenly a loud alarm started blaring off in the other part of town. “Aw crud! Not another bank robbery! That’s the third this day! Geez, and I’m just two days away from retirement too! You kids go inside and stay there, ya hear!”
Goku and Bulma saw the policeman hurry back to his car and quickly speed off towards the direction of that alarm, leaving the two alone in front of Capsule Corporation. Once the coast was clear, the blunette let out a sigh of relief. “Phew, thank goodness for criminals. Never thought I’d be happy a bank was being robbed.”
“Mmphmmmmm!”
“Oh right, sorry.” Bulma removed her hand from Goku’s mouth. “Sorry, but I had to make sure you wouldn’t say anything incriminating about…well you know.”
“About how you like taking it from behind-AGHHHHH!” Goku cried out as Bulma walloped him on the noggin. “Ouch! Dang it, Bulma, that’s where my brain sleeps.”
“WHAT BRAIN?!?!” Bulma shouted back, cradling her hand as it throbbed painfully. “Geez, why do you have to have such a hard head?”
“Heh, probably because I have such an angry girlfriend-AGHHHHH!!!” Again, she smacked him in the same spot as last time.
“Idiot…” Bulma muttered as she grabbed him by the hand.
“Huh, Bulma? Where are we going? Your house is right there.” Goku pointed to the building where they were headed away from for some reason. “Bulma, the nice policeman told us to stay inside. Where are we going?”
“Goku, I-w-we haven’t seen each other in months. I’ve been hit on nonstop since coming back to West City by stupid guys that I used to be able to tolerate because they were cute, but now I find insanely grating!” Bulma tightened her grip on the monkey boy. “…And I don’t have to compete with Launch or Ranfan, so we’re going somewhere I don’t have to worry about other people sticking their noses in our business.”
“Well, where is that?” Then it dawned on him. “Ohhhhh, are going to have sex?”
Bulma chuckled, smugly looking towards the sky. “Aha, maybe those hits to the head made you smarter.”
West City Love Hotel
Goku had never been to a “love hotel” or at least he thought that’s what he heard Bulma call it when they had arrived. Apparently, they were strict on who they let in too, which meant that he had to use his Flying Nimbus to sneak into their room. He was confused why they wouldn’t let her in and not him, but Bulma refused to elaborate. Whatever. As long as he could fuck Bulma again, it didn’t matter where they were.
First they fucked on the bed.
Then in the bath, like their first time together.
Then the floor.
Then on the table.
In the closet.
Under the bed.
Then they took a toilet break…which they then proceeded to fuck on top of once they were done.
Then they took an actual break, ordering room service until they, mostly Goku, were satisfied. With food anyways.
Goku was relaxing on the bed, tapping his bloated tummy with a content grin. The room they were staying in was nice, it being decorated in dozens of hearts and covered in almost nothing but red and white. Apparently this was the most expensive suite in the hotel, according to Bulma, called the “Lover’s Den.” He asked if that meant that they were lovers, which only led to Bulma blushing and refusing to answer him. “Hey Bulma, are we lovers? Is that like boyfriend-girlfriend?” Right now the blunette was servicing his manhood which was still somehow fully erect after four hours of nonstop sex.
Bulma’s blush returned, covering the entirety of her face, which made her bulging cheeks look like cherry tomatoes. ‘Why does he insist on asking me questions when my mouth is stuffed full of his cock?!’ She gave him a frustrated glare in the hopes that he’d get the message to stop asking her questions when fellating him and was grateful when he then turned his attention to her breasts instead. Squirming as his touches started off soft but then quickly became rougher, tweaking her nipples, Bulma moaned, which sent vibrations along Goku’s erection.
“Ohhhhhh! Yeah, Bulma, keep moaning like that! It feels really, really good!” Goku shifted closer, grabbing the blunette’s boobs and used them to sandwich his cock. “Haha, yeah, I love your Titty Sandwiches, Bulma!” Feeling the softness of her bosomy flesh envelop his stiff dick made him groan in pleasure. “Your boobs are perfect, Bulma. Man, I really missed them when I was traveling alone. Not even phone sex with you can compare to the real thing.”
Bulma couldn’t help but feel a hint of pride at what Goku was confessing to her. She stared lovingly at the monkey boy who had somehow stolen her heart. From the very beginning of her lone adventure to find the Dragon Balls, all she’d wanted was a boyfriend. Someone to protect her, to tell her how gorgeous she is and would always be, to fuck her until she could barely walk, cuddle her on cold nights, and do all the type of stuff that was in her mom’s smutty romance novels. At first she thought that was something that only the Eternal Dragon could give to her. And yet, all it took was a chance encounter with a strange boy in the mountains to change her life forever.
The blunette popped the tip out of her mouth, kissing the throbbing piece of meat gently with her lips. She could taste her pussy juices mixed in with the cum he’d unloaded countless times today. “I can’t believe that you’re still so hard, Goku. Ehe, did you miss me and my hot bod that much?~”
“Of course I did! There hasn’t been a day where I haven’t thought about fucking you again, Bulma!” Goku admitted vulgarly, sending a shiver of lust down the girl’s back. Having sex with his girlfriends was just as fun as fighting really strong people. “Hey Bulma, after this, do I have to sleep here?” Since this room was so expensive, he imagined that Bulma would want him to get his money’s worth seeing as how he’d spent all of the cash he’d won from beating up that guy in the alley.
“Heck no! You’re going to stay with me, you big dummy!” There was no way in hell that she was passing up on the opportunity for more time with Goku, sex and non-sex time. “Besides, you need me to fix the Dragon Radar, right? So it makes the most sense to just stay with my family and I until it’s all done.” That and the last thing she needed was for Goku to find more women to fuck. He was like a walking ball of lust, for battle and for sex. Launch and Ranfan got a pass because she liked the former (at least her nice side) and the latter gave her good deals on sexy underwear, but that was it!
“Awesome!” Goku was elated to hear that he’d be able to spend more time with his genius friend. “Does that mean we can have more sex?”
“Not when my parents are home! To them, they’ll think you’re just a friend that’s coming over to visit. They don’t even know that I have a boyfriend now.”
“Well why don’t you just be honest with them. We have sex all the time, so they’re bound to find out. Might as well just get it out of the way.”
‘He has no idea what predicament I’m in…’ Bulma sighed, wafting her hot breath over the semeny tip. “Just…let me handle everything and keep your trap shut around my parents and ay other adults.” She laughed quietly, noticing the cute pout that he was giving her. “Don’t give me that look or I won’t give you anymore of my patented “Puff-Puff” anymore, okay?” ‘The last thing I want is my parents finding out I’m on birth control because my idiot boyfriend refuses to wear condoms.’
Goku was still not happy to hear that him and Bulma would have to tone down their sex. Part of the reason why he was so excited to see her again was so that they could have tons of sex like before. ‘Man, this stinks. Now who am I going to have sex with if not Bulma?’
Capsule Corp Arboretum
“Achoo!” Panchy sneezed out of nowhere, startling several of the birds that were residing in the trees above. All she was doing was watering her plants when all of a sudden that sneeze came on. “Oh my, I hope that I’m not catching a cold. The last thing I need is to get our new guest sick. What an awful host that would make me.” Her daughter had alerted her a few hours ago that somebody she had met on her travels would be staying with them for the time being. At least until they fixed some type of radar that Bulma had built before. “I wonder if this guest is a boy? Bulma has been praying for a handsome man to sweep her off her feet for ages. That Yamcha seemed nice but I guess he wasn’t her type. Hmm…does Bulma have a type? If she does, I wonder who that would be?”
“Achoo!” Goku sneezed out of nowhere.
“HEY, COVER YOUR NOSE WHEN YOU SNEEZE, YOU IDIOT!!!”
“Heh…sorry, Bulma.”
Capsule Corporation
It had been a few days since arriving in West City and began residing with Bulma and her family. Goku still couldn’t get his bearings in this weird city or Bulma’s crazy home. For starters, there were a bunch of robots he kept bumping into. Some of them were huge like Eighter while others were super tiny like bugs. “Phew, I’m beat. I’m glad Bulma’s dad managed to whip up a couple of robots for me to spar with.” From the moment he’d arrived, Goku was treated with respect from both of Bulma’s parents. Aside from the first awkward moment that he’d met Bulma’s father and his astute assumption of them going up to Bulma’s room to “make out.” Goku needed Bulma to describe what that even was after she screamed at her father to “quit being disgusting.” Apparently, “making out” was basically just a lot of kissing. Goku wanted to see what that meant and after a little bit of coercing, Bulma relented and agreed. Not that it took much persuading.
Right now, Bulma was stuck in the lab with her father working on some projects or something. Which meant that there wasn’t a whole lot of time for making out or sex unfortunately. Ever since that day in the love hotel, Goku was relegated to using Bulma’s panties to relieve any sexual frustration whenever he got too pent up. “Man, I want to have sex with Bulma again. When is she gonna be done with all that stupid science stuff? Geez, I’m bored. Maybe some fresh air will cheer me up.” And so, the monkey boy began his trek to the exit, walking past a few Capsule Corp employees as he made his way outside. The sun beamed down on his head and felt the cool breeze whiff through his black spikes. “Mmm, that feels nice.” It was then that he noticed Bulma’s mother off in the distance. “Heeeeeeey, Panty!”
“Hmm?” Panchy peeked around the white sheets she was hanging up on the laundry wires to dry. She noticed Bulma’s new friend speeding towards her. Upon first meeting him, she got the sense that there was an aura of naivety surrounding him, at least when it came to technology. The boy seemed nice and must have had an exorbitant amount of patience if he managed to deal with her youngest daughter out in the wilderness. “Panties? No, Goku, these are sheets.”
“Huh? No, I didn’t mean your underwear. I was calling your name, Panty.”
“No, dear, it’s Panchy.”
“Ohhhhhhhh, really? Whoops, my bad.” Goku apologized. “Hey, how come you’re folding all this stuff by yourself? Don’t you want to use some of your cool robots?”
Panchy laughed, “If I had a Zeni for every time somebody asked me that same question. I don’t know, there’s just something about folding laundry that relaxes me. So I don’t really need a robot to do it when I’d much rather just do it myself. Hmm, although…” She sniffed some of the sheets next to her. “Some of these might need another rinse in the wash.”
Goku subtly sniffed himself, nearly gagging. “Oh no, it’s not the sheets. That’s just me. I was training with some of the robots here and I got sweaty from all the fighting. You really have some strong machines here. Like there was one that kept using a broom to sweep me from my feet, so I had to use my legs to adapt. Then there was another that kept spraying me with some liquid that smelled like oranges…or was it lemon? Maybe both? I don’t know, either way, they were pretty tough haha.”
‘But we don’t have any fighting robots here. We mostly have robots that clean here. Did he…try fighting with our maid robots?’ Panchy sweatdropped, wondering if she needed to alert her husband about the possibility of building more maidbots. Moving closer to the monkey boy, she smelled him. “Oh my!” She pinched her nose from the stinky scent. “You need a bath, young man. And quickly!”
“Oh, but I hate baths!”
“No arguing. I’ll have you know that smelly people don’t get fed in this house. So if you don’t want to go to bed with an empty stomach, then I suggest you change your tune about bathing.”
“Oh man…fine. But can you take it with me? Bulma used to do it and then we’d-” Goku stopped, almost revealing all the times he’d fucked Bulma during their bathing sessions. The blunette had made it explicitly clear to him that she didn’t want her parents finding out about their relationship. That was another reason why Bulma refused to have sex with him. ‘Man, Bulma’s mom is nice to look at. Her boobs are huge! And her butt too! I’d really like to touch them…’
Ignorant to the naughty thoughts pervading the monkey boy’s mind, Panchy agreed with a happy nod. “Well sure! Ever since they got older, none of my daughters have wanted to bathe with me anymore. Here, come on, we can use my private bath. There’s a button in there that makes the water all bubbly~! It really feels nice after a long day of cleaning.”
“Cool! And you’ll get naked and stuff?”
“Well of course. The last time I tried bathing with clothes on, it just made them all soggy.”
“Ahhhhhhh…this feels nice.” Goku breathed out, soaking in the warm bubbles of Panchy’s bathtub. The tub was rather small, barely managing to fit the two of them, but since he was tinier than her, they made it work. Beside him was Bulma’s nude mother, seated on his left, with her giant, milky tits soaked in bubbles. It was thanks to said bubbles that hid his erection, allowing him to stroke it without her noticing. ‘Man, I wish I could just ask her for sex, but Bulma kept telling me that her mom was “married” and how her mom took vows or something. I don’t know why food has anything to do with her mom. Marriage…why the heck does that sound so familiar? Did I eat it before?’
“Goku?”
“Huh?”
“You’re…staring rather intensely at my bosom.” Panchy noticed it from the very beginning when she first began removing her clothes. It was only now that she decided to comment on it after seeing the monkey boy masturbate next to her. ‘To think that somebody so young could find an old lady like me attractive.’ She was flattered to say the least and if she wasn’t married, then she might have entertained the thought of potentially bedding Goku. Alas, the boy was too close to her daughter for her to feel comfortable with sexing up the spiky-haired lad.
“Sorry. Your boobs are just really ginormous.” Goku answered point-blank, poking at one of them without any hesitation. “They’re much bigger than Bulma’s. Do you think that hers will get that big when she gets older? Because I sure hope so.”
Panchy remained unfazed by the monkey boy’s touches as well as the ribald comment about her daughter’s chest size. A part of her was suspicious about the relationship between Bulma and her young male companion. Traveling with another often could lead to dangerous scenarios…which could then lead to romance soon after. “Goku…” Panchy began, turning to the monkey boy, “…did you and Bulma…do things when you were traveling together?”
“Um…I don’t think I’m allowed to answer that.”
“Why not?”
“Because Bulma told me not to say anything.” Goku answered blankly, now clasping his hand around Panchy’s right breast. “…And it sucks too cause I really miss touching her body like this. Like, really bad. Sticking my penis between her boobs, or licking her pussy, and kissing her and stuff. It makes my head throb just thinking about it…” He rubbed his head, the part where he’d hit it against those boulders all those months ago. Ever since then, it felt like he was seeing the world differently, or rather, just women in general. Ever since Bulma enacted this new “no sex rule” it was almost like his body was going crazy. Her scent drove him wild, just like Panchy’s was. They smelled so similar. And their bodies were amazing to behold…
“Goku, are you okay? Are you feeling sick?” Panchy reached over to touch the boy’s forehead but felt no fever. His skin was hot but that could be due to the warm bath they were relaxing in. It was then that she felt her knee accidentally brush up against something big. Girthy, like dino meat. “I-Is this…” Panchy knew what it was but couldn’t believe how thick the boy’s cock was. ‘…Now I’m starting to realize how Bulma may have fell head over heels for Goku.’ Even from just touching it with her knee, she could tell that the size was far beyond what a boy his age should be wielding.
“Panchy…it hurts…” Goku felt like his head was going to split apart as the throbbing increased.
But the blonde misunderstood his meaning, believing him to mean that it was his cock was the thing in pain. “Oh, you poor dear. Here, let me help. Just…just don’t tell Bulma and her dad, okay?” She didn’t notice in that moment why she referred to Mr. Briefs as Bulma’s dad rather than her husband. But she had no time to dwell, instead choosing to focus on Goku, and wrapped her slender fingers around the gargantuan-sized meat rod dwelling beneath the water. “Wow, this is…just wow. You must be so proud, Goku.”
“W-What are you talking about? It’s just a penis.” Goku groaned, feeling the painful throbbing of his head start to dissipate as Panchy began jerking him off. “Ahhh, yeah, that feels great…keep going.” He started panting, his tail swinging in the background as it whiffed bubbly water on the two of them. “Can I suck on your boob while you tug on my penis,” asking the busty mother innocently with a tilt of his head.
“Um, sure, go ahead, sweetie. Just so long as it makes you feel better.” Panchy gave her consent, letting out a throaty coo as she felt Goku’s mouth wrap around her nipple. “Oh…G-Goku, not so fast. I haven’t breastfed anybody in ages, so don’t expect any milk to come out of there.” That didn’t seem to deter him, feeling him suckle even harder. “Mmmmmm! Goku~!” She cried out as her tongue lolled outside of her mouth. It had been forever since her body had been touched like this by somebody else, since a male craved her body sexually. Panchy’s body shivered suddenly, sensing Goku’s tail swish against her cunt below the water. “N-Not there, G-Goku! Not-oh-oooooooooh!” Then it was her clit that became the focus, sending her mind careening into a mindless euphoric glaze.
“Heh, you like that? Bulma does so too.” Goku beamed, eager to please the older woman. “Wow, your nipples taste really good. Plus your breasts feels so soft too. I wanna stick my penis between them now.”
“You mean you want to…use my boobs to rub against your penis?”
“Yeah!”
Panchy was a bit confused, as she’d never once used her bosom for such a thing. The closest thing was giving him “Puff-Puff” like in those naughty magazines of his. “Hmm, okay then…but could you keep using your tail to-OH! Yes, Goku, just like that.” She patted the monkey boy’s head, maternally caressing his dark locks as she readied her breasts to be fucked. The tail incessantly rubbing across her clit made it slightly difficult but she managed to keep herself steady enough to allow Goku’s penis to slide between her cleavage. “There we go. All snug, are we?” Panchy giggled as the cock seemed to throb in response, like it knew what she was saying. “Aw, it looks so cute! Like a giant, pulsating worm.” She pressed a finger against the tip, watching in amazement as erection oozed out a globule of creamy semen. Curious, the blonde MILF slid her finger against it, feeling the milky bit of cum stick to her finger, and popped it inside her mouth. “Oh my, such a flavorful taste! I wonder if this is due to your youthful vigor?”
“I don’t know, who cares? Lemme just feel your tits now.”
Panchy giggled again at the monkey boy’s crude demand, finding it impossible to refuse such an adorable voice. “Okay then. Just let me know when you’re almost finished and I’ll-OH MY!” She found herself being interrupted by the speedy humps of Goku crashing into her fleshy bosom, hearing the wet smacks echo inside the small bathroom. “So impatient. I wonder how my Bulma managed to keep up with you with such vigorous spirit.”
“Hahaha, Bulma is almost as horny as me! And even when she wasn’t, I’d sometimes have sex with her when she was asleep. She didn’t mind…sometimes.” Goku could almost feel the pummeling Bulma would give him in her occasional rages. Usually she only got angry if he accidentally came on her pajamas since his cum was almost impossible to get off her clothes. At least Launch and Ranfan never got upset with him when he’d fuck them while they were asleep. For some reason, even though they were unconscious, it was as if their bodies were attuned to his cock, gripping it with an intense fervor and milked him for all he had. A part of him then began to wonder what it would be like to fuck Panchy when she was asleep…
“Oh my, you’re swelling up even more now!” Panchy’s eyes opened, shockingly gaping at the erection growing between her bosoms. She couldn’t help the bit of drool leaking out of her mouth, falling onto the phallic obelisk that was currently using her breasts like squishy pillows. Trying to keep her arms steady as she squished them together around her tits to keep Goku’s cock from slipping out, the blonde cougar let out a titter from seeing how cute the monkey boy looked as he thrusted. “So cute…” She didn’t even notice that her lips were pursed, begging to be kissed by the person in front of her.
“Oh, you wanna kiss now? Hehe, okay then!” Goku stuck his tongue out and eagerly rammed it inside of Panchy’s mouth. Their kiss started out slow as the two tongues rolled around together until they lustfully began craving more and quickly became much more ravenous and hungrier. “You kiss really good, Panchy! I wanna do this with you more, haha!”
‘More? Does he think that we’ll keep doing this after the bath?’ The thought of carrying on with…whatever this was with Goku caused a sensual shiver to surge through her body. Not only would she be cheating on her husband, but if what Goku said about Bulma was true, then he’d also be the one cheating. “Goku, we can’t-” He stopped her by grabbing her by the hair and deepening their kiss, smashing their lips together while their tongues wrestled outside of their conjoined mouths.
“Quit worrying, Bulma won’t mind! I have two other girlfriends who have sex with me and she doesn’t mind.” That wasn’t totally true since Bulma was furious in the beginning of finding out about his sexual relationship with Launch while at Kame House, and then Ranfan during the World Tournament. But Goku doubted Bulma would be as furious if he kept having sex with her mom since they were so close, right? “Aw man, I’m so close! Your tits are making me cum, Panchy! Agh, Paaaaaaaaaaanchy!!! Agh, AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!” He screamed, ejaculating powerfully inside of the MILF’s cleavage, and stained her tits with his creamy seed. Luckily they were in a bath, so most of the cum seeped into the water. He didn’t stop, not at least for several minutes, and continued cumming inside of Panchy’s titjob until his penis was tapped. “Phew…wow…I don’t even think Bulma’s boobs have made me cum that hard before.”
Panchy was in awe, her body quaking from the amount of semen that clung to her breasts. They jiggled slightly while floating in the water and she watched as most of Goku’s cum washed off her and into the water. “You came so much, Goku, that I might need another bath after this.”
“Sure sure, after we have sex!”
“Have…sex?”
“Yeah, let’s do it here! Get on top of me so I can watch your boobies bounce in my face!”
‘Well…I’ve taken it this far already. If I stop now, either way, I’ve sinned against my husband. Not that he’d mind. I know he’s been sleeping with all of his research assistants anyways. That old horndog, so why can’t I have some fun too?’ Nodding, Panchy slowly got on top of the monkey boy, making sure that he didn’t drown by pulling him towards the edge of the tub where there wasn’t much water. “Okay then, Goku, are you ready?” She was more so asking for her own sake rather than him, seeing as how his penis was swelled to the brim with sexual robustness.
“Yeah yeah, let’s do it!” Goku buried his face between Panchy’s heavy, pillowy, wet breasts and used the “Puff Puff” technique that Master Roshi had taught him. He held her by the waist, feeling how curvy she was compared to girls like Bulma and Launch, and figured it was because she was older than them. “Agh, yeah, your hole feels so warm,” he yelled as Panchy lowered her pussy onto his erection. Since he came a few minutes ago, Goku was still a bit sensitive and figured he’d come soon if he wasn’t careful. In an attempt to move the woman along, his tail smacked her on the ass, and saw the rumpacious cheek ripple from the reflection of the bathtub. “Wowie, your butt is huuuuuuge! Haha, it looks so hot! After this, I wanna stick my penis between your butt too!”
“Oh my…you really are something else, Goku.” Panchy grinned depravedly, flattered by the naughty desire of the monkey boy. The water beneath them swished as she bounced up and down Goku’s meaty power pole, having reached depths that she thought no man ever could. “Ohhhhhhhhh~! Gokuuuuuuuuu~!!! You’re so deep!! How are you so deee~eeeep?!! OooOOOoooooh!! Your penis is wonderful! Oh, it’s making me feel things I never thought possible!” The immorality of sleeping with another man; a person much, much younger than her husband turned her on like nothing else before this point. She felt Goku’s head go to town on her breasts, rubbing against them with lustful glee and lapping at her teats like he was desperate for the milk that had long since disappeared from her glands. “Go ahead, suck at them all you want, Goku.” Panchy offered her tit to the monkey boy, moaning as he graciously accepted and clasped his mouth around her nipple.
Goku’s hands moved from Panchy’s curvy hips to her rumpacious butt, gripping her cheeks tightly. His fingers sunk deep, laying claim to her ass, while his cock made sure that her cunt knew who it now belonged to. “Come on, Panchy! Get tighter! I wanna cream your hole already!!!” The throbbing was back, driving him wild, and he knew that the only way the pain in his head would stop was if he took Panchy for himself. He didn’t care if Bulma’s dad would be angry with him. He wanted his wife, Bulma’s mother, to fuck anytime he wanted. He didn’t mean to be cruel, but their bodies felt great together, so why shouldn’t they have sex if it made them feel this good?
“Ohhhhh! Goku Goku Goku!!!! You’re making me cum over and over!!! You’re driving my body crazy!!!!” Panchy was gyrating her hips to speeds that she never thought she could go to; all in an attempt to milk Goku for all he had. Desperate for another kiss, she grabbed him by the head and stuck her tongue as deep as it could go inside his mouth. ‘Honey, Bulma, forgive me…but I think I’m too addicted to stop.’ She was close to her limit, just a bit more and she’d climax harder than she ever had with her husband. “Gokuuuu! I’m…I’m…CUUUUUUUUUMING!!!!”
“AGH, ME TOO!! ME TOO! LET’S CUM TOGETHER, PANCHY!!!”
And together they did, ejaculating simultaneously in an explosive manner. Both yelled at the top of their lungs, holding each other tightly, as Goku shot load after load into Panchy’s aching womb. Looking to one another, eyes beholden with lust and hunger, their lips sought after each other, locking lips once more, and embraced in another immoral kiss. Panchy from this day forth would devote herself to caring maternally for Goku, like a sinful mother figure, in both love and lust, satisfying whatever whim went through his dense noggin. Be it a craving for food or for sex, Panchy would satisfy it. She would never leave her husband, since she still did care for him, but her body belonged to Goku now.
It was then that this debauched moment of immorality was cut short as Bulma rushed into the bathroom, worry etched on her face. “Mom, I heard you scream and I ran-” The blunette froze, eyes widened by what she was seeing before her. There her mother was, riding on top of her boyfriend as clumps of bath water, cum, and bubbles rippled in the bathtub with them. Her left eye began to twitch, now realizing that now only would she be forced to shelter this uncomfortable truth from her father forever…but she would also have to compete with her mother for Goku’s affection. “OH COME ON!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!?
