Call Me Maybe, by Di-chan
Bulma had a Sanskrit attraction to Vegeta now. He was just so hot. Like he had rippling muscles, kissable lips, he wasn't too tall or too short, he was dark, and he looked great in spandex.
She urged Yamcha to do the sex with her harder that night, but she closed her eyes now and thought only of Vegeta.
She wanted to finger Vegeta's hair, among other places. Tee hee.
Then she wanted Vegeta to dress like a cowboy wearing nothing but leather boots and a hat while spinning a lasso.
Then she wanted to climb on a dinosaur's head while he plowed her doggy style.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh yes!" said Bulma. "Fuck me harder, ve-ve-Vegeta!"
"Yeah, bitch. Say my n... wait, what?"
to be continued
Lanky Kong: its such a gud song tho so many of my happy memorys and otpppps go to that song so kewl
Guest: FUCK YOU. If you don't like this fucking song or fic then you didn't have to read it. STOP FLAMING ME ASSSHOLE!
Guest: Soory but fuck you guest i am too shy aboot writing smex don't make fun of me it's not nice. :(
any way i hope you all liked this chapter read review fave and follow and remember Di-chan luvs u chuu
