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Second chapter of Teenage Hormones and Motherly Hugs DON'T Mix! On with the story!

Vibrating sensations

Gohan knocked on the door three times. It was THE day, his aunt's birthday. He was standing in the doorway of her house, with a nicely wrapped up box in his hand, which hid the burgundy dress.

His aunt opened the door, wearing a smile, which seemed forced to the young Saiyan. However, Millenia's smile grew honest as soon as she saw who was standing in the doorway.

"Oh! Gohan!" She exclaimed, hugging him, almost crushing him in her strong grip. She held him as if trying to hide from something. "Come right in, dear nephew!" She invited cheerfully.

Gohan stepped in, greeted Piccolo with a nod, and the Namekian returned the gesture. He wore a disturbed frown, almost looked angry. Gohan didn't wonder why, he only cared about his aunt's happy face, and beautifully sparkling emerald eyes.

"Here, take a seat, Gohan." The boy didn't move; he just stared as he saw the tight fitting leather trousers Millenia wore. Her perfect legs were fully shown, making him drool at the sight of the stunningly gorgeous woman. "What's wrong, you're so silent…" Millenia questioned with a frown.

"Oh, nothing, I just spaced out…" Gohan smiled sheepishly. 'Oh yeah, spaced out, watching my AUNT'S BODY! Which is absolutely sexy and… man I'm going mad…'

"Hmmm… you seem distracted, dear…"

"No, really, it's okay… However, I'm looking for a beautiful young woman who has just turned twenty." He grinned at her blushing face.

"Is that me?" Millenia asked.

"Yep! Happy birthday, aunty!" The young Saiyan smiled, handing her the box, and giving her two pecks on the cheek.

"Thanks, sweetie!" She chirped. As she opened the box, she gasped at the sight of the dress. "Oh my dearest Venus, am I dreaming? This look magnificent, Gohan! I might not be pretty enough for a dress like this…"

"Try it on, please…" He asked her softly, and she nodded with a smile.

Millenia rushed into her room, and closed the door. After a few minutes, she emerged from the room, and left her nephew speechless.

The wine-red dress hugged around her curves just fine, making her look like a sex-goddess. Gohan almost dropped dead at the sight of her perfect body.

"Hmmm… nice…" Piccolo commented, and Millenia smiled a small, nearly sad smile.

'Oh my goodness… I'm fucking aroused!' Gohan thought incredulously. "That dress…"

"Yes…" Millenia looked him in the eyes, urging him to continue the sentence.

"That dress is no match for your beauty." He breathed out. 'Dear Kami, don't look into my eyes like that! I wonder how would she look without the dress… damn, I'm mad…'

"Thanks, Gohan!" She smiled, walking over to him, and hugging him like a mother would do.

The boy stiffened as he felt her body pressing to his, her whole form so hot, making him ache. He softly embraced her, feeling her warm breath tickling his ear, making him aroused even more.

When she released him, his body seemed to long for her touch. The world was spinning around Gohan, since when has he been attracted to his own aunt!

"Well, I guess… I'll leave… now…" He muttered; his eyes glossed over with a gentle vibration of lust. His heart trembled as he saw his aunt's extremely cute pout.

"Why are you in such a rush? I'm sure that you could stay a bit longer…" Millenia offered. "Come on, take a seat."

"I'll go and see Aira." Piccolo said suddenly, startling Gohan.

"Okay…" Millenia nodded, as her sparkling emerald eyes became sad. The Namekian walked to another room, and Millenia sat down with a heavy sigh.

"Aunty… what's wrong?" Gohan asked, sitting down as well.

"Oh, nothing… I'm just tired…" The Spirit Fighter muttered.

"Are you sure… you seem… gloomy…" The young Saiyan said, furrowing his brows.

"No, really, I'm a bit exhausted, that's all." Millenia faked a smile, and brushed her fingers through her hair in a sexy way. Her nephew blinked and shifted in his seat as his jeans became more and more uncomfortable.

"I really… uhm… should go now…" Gohan muttered blushing, hastily looking away from the cleavage of the burgundy dress.

"Must you?" Millenia asked softly.

"Yeah…" The boy nodded, and stood up.

Millenia escorted him out, and waved to him till she couldn't see his form anymore. Gohan was relieved that he could get out of the presence of his aunt; she was driving him crazy. Man, he was lusting after her…

"Damn that… I guess my hormones are stupid." He muttered to himself, as he opened his math's book. The book was soon thrown into the corner of the room, as he found that he really needed to take a shower.

Gohan took off his clothes, and locked himself up in the bathroom. He glanced at his face in the mirror: his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were still clouded with lust. He stepped into the shower and ran the water. He sighed as he felt the soothing droplets roll down his heated body. Then a soft gasp escaped from his lips as the water reached his throbbing erection. He closed his eyes and a picture of a completely naked Millenia crossed his mind. His eyes snapped open, but his lust was driving him crazy. So with soft moans he pleasured himself, his mind full of that perfect woman he yearned for. With a silent, restrained scream of pleasure, he came, spilling his seed into his trembling hand.

He quickly washed himself, ashamed, but also excited at what he did. As he stepped out of the shower, he dried himself hastily, and glanced into the mirror. He was wearing a soft, satisfied smile, but he still longed to touch that milk-like skin of his aunt.

He shook his head, and rushed into his room. He dressed into his pajamas, feeling quite cold, but heated at the same time. He lied down on his bed, and pulled the covers over his quivering body. He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon, dreaming about a certain Spirit Fighter…