Dragon Ball

Bulma's Quest

Bulma Briefs, the sixteen year old genius responsible for the Dragon Radar, amongst several other inventions, had just returned to West City with Yamcha, Puar, and Oolong after having the adventure of a life time. Shortly after returning, however, her new relationship had taken a quick turn for the worse. Yamcha had started flirting with other girls around the city. Bulma had a striking suspicion that he had also been cheating. This lead to several arguments and, eventually, the inevitable end.

Bulma, now being a free teen, decided she wasn't going to fool around with relationships any longer. Instead, she was interested in doing the very same thing most teenagers her age were interested in doing; having sex. Yamcha had opened her up to it, being her first, despite several chances before. Now that she was no longer tied down, she decided to make a list of men she wanted to experience in bed. This is where our story begins...

"Not a very long list," Bulma would say to herself as she looked over the short list of names she'd just written down. "Son isn't into sex yet so he'll have to wait. Krillin, I'm sure he'd love the chance. Roshi is probably my best place to start, though. He's been after me since day one, even before he saw my pussy."

She stood up from the desk she was sitting at and folded the paper that had the names on it. "I'm sure this list will expand as I meet more people, as well." she'd say to herself as she walked to her closet, looking through her outfits. She saw her pajamas that she was wearing the day she flashed Roshi and then it hit her. "Oh, he'll love that..."

Within minutes, Bulma was headed to Roshi's house. She was dressed in the same pajamas she wore that day with no panties on underneath, of course. She was sure Roshi would get the hint right away.

On her way toward his house she began to think. ~I never thought I'd let that old pervert in me, but damn, ever since I saw him put the flames out on the Ox King's mountain I can't stop thinking about him. Yamcha really ruined me.~ She always thought she had more dignity than to give into the old man's sexual advances, but not after she had sex. Now she wanted to fill her hole with anything she could find. Her plane neared the small island.

"Roshi!" Bulma would call out after hopping out of the cockpit of the landed plane. "Guess who's here to visit?!" She walked up to the door, her legs exposed and smooth, her pajama shirt barely covering her lower half.

Roshi heard the sweet voice and hopped up from his couch, heading to the door and flinging it open. "Bulma?! How are you?" he saw with a grin on his face, walking toward her. At first, he didn't notice the clothes she was wearing, but upon a closer glance, his nose began to bleed when thoughts of the night she had flashed him came flooding back.
Bulma giggled cutely "I'm well," she said in a flirtatious tone. "How are you?"

"Oh, well, as good as an old hermit can be, I guess. I see you're wearing that outfit. I remember it well." Roshi would say as the memories triggered an erection.

"I thought you might, perv!" Bulma would say playfully. "Say, is Son or Krillin here at the moment?"

"Goku took off after the tournament, I haven't seen him in a long time. Krillin is actually out with Launch right now."

"Launch?" Bulma would ask, not having met her yet.
"Oh, right. Launch is my new, er, roommate, so to speak. She's great. Well, usually." Roshi would say in response. "Enough about that, come on in!"

The two entered the Kame House and took a seat at Roshi's table. Roshi walked to the kitchen, getting a glass of iced tea for both of them and returning to the table, setting hers down in front of her. "So, what brings you here?" he would ask.
"Just a certain, well, quest of mine," she replied.
"I don't have anymore Dragon Balls, if that's what you're looking for."
"Not dragon balls, something different."

"Well, if it's something I can give you, speak up."

Bulma began to re-think this. She was sixteen and Roshi was much older. He'd lived well over four of her life times. Was this something she'd really want to do? Would she regret it later?

"Bulma?" Roshi would say, "how about another peak at you. For old times sake? Hehe."

~Just as perverted as ever. I can't have sex with him. This was a mistake.~ Bulma thought. ~But, I did show up in this outfit teasing him. I don't care if he sees me, I never did. That's why I showed him the first time.~
"Okay, you dirty old man," she'd say as she stood. "How about a better look this time?"

She turned so her back was facing him and gripped the sides of the pajama shirt. She flipped it up quick, revealing her bubble butt and part of her pussy. She then bent over, keeping the shirt flipped up, and spread her legs. Both holes were in plain sight.

Roshi's nose bled a bit and his member grew even larger. "Oh, Bulma. You've given me more than I could ask for." He could barely contain himself.

After a few moments, Bulma would stand up-right and let her shirt fall back in place. "Okay, Roshi, you got what you wan-" then she saw it. The large bulge in his pants. ~Oh my God,~ she thought. ~That makes Yamcha look like... One of my fingers!~
"Roshi, could I uh, ask something of you?" Bulma asked as she got closer to him, his butt still planted in the chair.

"Anything after that lovely display," he would say in response.
"Can I, well," she blushed, "see your dick?" She was mere inches from the martial arts master, him sitting while she was still standing.

"Well, certainly, if you really want to." He replied, undoing his shorts. He pulled his cock out. It was large, about 10 inches long and quite thick. Larger than any Bulma had seen, which was just Goku, Yamcha and Oolong.

She fell to her knees instantly, wrapping her soft hand around it. Her hand slid up and back down slowly, doing this several times. Pre-cum would drip from the hole in the tip and she would use it to help her hand glide more smoothly. "It's so big," she would say.

Roshi was in complete shock. Was this really Bulma? She had let him do stuff before but never anything like this. Also, he hadn't had any for a long time. His climax was already nearing. He moaned lightly, watching the blue-haired girl pleasure him.
Bulma, who had completely changed her mind about not doing anything with Roshi, popped her mouth open and slid his large dick in. Her tongue wrapped around as much of it as she could manage while she moved her head forward, taking in much of the nine inches. She then moved her head back, her tongue dragging along his shaft, and suckled the tip. Her tongue danced across him like mad before she pushed down again, taking in almost all of his dick. Her throat was now being penetrated a bit, but Yamcha had taught her how to deep throat. She could take it all with time.

She bobbed her head to the sound of Roshi's moans, not caring at all about the difference in their age now. Her pussy would become soaked as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Bulma, I'm gonna..." Roshi tried to warn, but it was too late. Warm, thick, gooey liquid began to erupt from Roshi's member into Bulma's mouth, filling it up quite easily, and then some.
"Mmph!" Bulma, who had a mouthful of dick and cum, was surprised at how quick it was. The taste wasn't anything new to Bulma. Most girls would spit it out and be appalled, but Bulma learned to love the taste of cum. Instead of spitting it out, she continued sucking the Hermit's dick while the cum stayed in her mouth. It was over-flowing with cum, as it dripped down her chin, and finally she stopped, pulling his dick out of her mouth.

She kept the cum in her mouth as she smiled cutely at him, cum still dripping down her chin. She then opened her mouth slowly to show him just how much she had. "Oh, my," Roshi would say. Bulma closed her mouth and gulped down all of his seed, popping her mouth open once more to show him it was all gone.

"Master, that wasn't very long!" Bulma said teasingly, standing up and pouting playfully.

"I'm terribly sorry. I haven't had such a good blow job in... Well, ever."
"That's no excuse! How do you ever expect to last in my pussy?" Replied Bulma as she flipped up the shirt again, showing the shaved, pink slit off.

"I'll last longer, I promise." Replied the elder.

"You'd better. You're not allowed to cum in that hole, Master!"

Bulma then slowly stradled him, gripping his dick and lifting her ass, putting the tip of his large cock against her pussy, but not pushing down just yet.

"Ready, Master?" she would say teasingly.

With a gulp, Roshi would nod.

Suddenly, the sound of an air ship could be heard outside.

"Why now?" Roshi would say in frustration. It was Krillin and Launch home from the grocery.

Bulma quickly hopped up and straightened herself up, her hair, which was in a pony-tail, was a bit messy.

"Sorry, Master. I'll be back though," she said with a cute wink. She turned around and popped her ass at him playfully before heading out the door.

On the way out, Krillin and Launch were coming in.

"Oh, Bulma! Hi! What're you doing here?" Krillin would ask.

"I just came to borrow something from Master Roshi is all. Gotta get going. Nice seeing you, Krillin!"

"You as well," he would reply.

Bulma was then out of the house and in her plane, heading back to West City. She would put the plane on autopilot and pull the list out of her capsule case. It read:

Master Roshi:

Son Goku:

Krillin:

She would pull out a pencil and scribble down "Blow job. Swallowed." next to Roshi's section. She planned on coming back to him later, but for now she had to get to thinking. She knew there were other guys.

Upon arriving at home, she began to think about who else she could get with.

"I know more guys than this! Who can I- Oh yeah! The tournament!" She had completely forgotten about the contestants in the martial arts tournament. She quickly pulled out her pencil and scribbled onto the list. It now read:

Master Roshi: Blow Job. Swallowed.

Son Goku:

Krillin:

Bacterian:

Namu:

Announcer:

"Perfect for now," she said with a smirk.

To be continued...