Chapter 2: Old Dog New Tricks

"Gosh it's farther than I remember, I really hope I get there soon. I'm dying for some of those martial artist boys. They were all so cute. Oh wow, what if that cute little one's all grown up now? I bet he's even cuter, and….mmm..even MORE fit." Maron mused to herself. She was recalling their faces and bodies, getting horny at even the prospect of being in near them again. She hadn't fully recalled all their names yet, she never was good with names. She only took a little while after he reentered her memory to remember her ex Krillin. She once confided in Krillen's old master she may have even loved him during her last visit to the remote island. She was foggy on the details but she remembered something about a Red Ribbon….oh well it didn't matter. They were the most exciting group of people she had ever been around. While she would never lack for money back in East City, she wouldn't be around people who could really make her smile, let alone cum as much as she was hoping Krillin could. Even if Krillin wasn't there his cute friends might be.

About ten minutes later she saw the familiar small island with a single pink house and palm trees on the horizon. She couldn't help but smile as she pulled up to the island and put her aircraft transport back in its capsule.

"HEY THERE! ANYONE HOOOOME?" she yelled. "IT'S ME MARON! I CAME HERE TO SEE YOU GUYS!" No response came despite her effort. "Can't imagine they're not here, that cute pet turtle or the old man are always here." Maron walked up to the house and knocked on the door only to notice it wasn't closed all the way. Letting her curiosity get the better of her she slowly opened the door.

"Yeah that's it! Work it girls! Hehehehe," murmured a voice from inside. Just inside the home was a familiar small figure, not the one Maron had in mind. The TV was playing a jazzercise video and the old man was engrossed in the various stretches and the curves of the ladies on the screen.

Maron giggled to herself. "Just as I remembered, the same old pervert after all." The Turtle Hermit Master Roshi had a reputation unknown to Maron. Being that she was ignorant to most things, let alone martial arts, it's no surprise that she was unaware of both his stature amongst the old martial arts masters as well as his famous libido. The three-hundred thirty-eight year old Hermit was unaware of the buxom bluenette's presence in his home, his ability to sense energy was limited conversely with his ever rising sex drive. As Maron made her way closer to the sage in the middle of the house she began to remember the extent of his lecherous behavior. He had groped her once before, his student's then girlfriend.

"This old horn dog, oh well, I had better be nice to him, I haven't seen him in years after all. Everyone deserves a second chance." Maron said under her breath. As she waited for her opportunity to introduce herself, she couldn't help but be drawn to the smell permeating the room. Real men lived here, men who trained their bodies every day, men who would no doubt be lonely and seek companionship. Maron moaned softly as the smell drew back memories of times she had been, satisfied. The smell didn't fade but Maron got distracted by something else. As her eyes drifted around the room and then back to Master Roshi, she finally noticed a sizable bulge in the old man's crotch. She couldn't get a good look from this angle but the gym shorts Roshi was wearing didn't leave much to the imagination.

"Holy shit he's hung," Marron thought. "Was Krillin that big?" Maron couldn't help but get closer eventually getting on her hands and knees to get a better look at what the Turtle Hermit was packing. Roshi, still not noticing Maron kept giggling to himself. "Yeah girls work it! Show me the goods dammit!" Hearing that, Maron just couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"Long time, no see Mr. Turtle Hermit." Said a voice right in Roshi's right ear.

"Huh? Woah woah woah AAAAAAAHHHHH! M…..MM….MMMARONNN?! WHAT, *cough*cough* what are you doing here?!" yelled Roshi, eventually collecting himself.

"I couldn't stop thinking about how much fun I had here with all of you folks, I just had to see you all again." Maron whispered into his ear.

"You uh, you don't say." said Roshi, still processing the fact that this hottie from the past had seemingly randomly walked back into his life. He'd had many a wet dream about the women that were commonplace in his life and Maron in particular with her ditzy behavior and that body had inspired many a raunchy dream for the martial arts master. Naturally, he thought he must be dreaming again, not opportunity this good ever comes his way. Roshi had repositioned himself when he was startled by Maron a moment ago, his body still seated but facing Maron who was still bent over on her hands and knees. He got a full look at her breasts in that position, they were even bigger than he remembered; it had been at least two years since he had seen her but she was still every bit the youthful bombshell he remembered.

Maron's eyes had begun to beam with desire, and for a moment she said nothing and gave him a look over. Maron hadn't ever been with a man as old as Roshi, but right now she no longer cared about youth, clothes, or money, she was mesmerized by the combination of the manly smell in the house and the sight of the most appetizing bulge she'd seen in years in front of her. Her sex drive was at an all-time high for a woman just now entering her late twenties. Maron recalled how desperate the old man had been while she was dating Krillin, and the memory was turning her on. The bluenette never questioned why she ever felt certain things. Krilin can wait a while for his turn. She'd get to him eventually. She WOULD be satisfied today.

She was still next to Roshi's face, his glasses dipping below his eyeballs. She could see he was staring at her chest, a suitably lecherous grin and flush red cheeks to match his perverted grunts.

"So," Maron cooed. "Is Krillin still living here? You are his master after all." Roshi stuttered to respond, his arousal was just too distracting. Krillin had gone training in the mountains near the Son family's home with Gohan. He wouldn't be back until the end of the week four days later. He felt the need to come up with a lie to trick her into staying, but would soon find that unnecessary.

"You know if he's not here, I'm sure I can find a way to….fool around…..until he shows up." Maron whispered into his ear. She moved closer as she finished her words and nibbled on his ear. Roshi nearly leaped out of his skin. A sexy young woman coming onto him? Surely this had to be a dream like he thought.

"I'm sure you've got something here on this island of yours to help entertain me." Maron said as she reached for his groin and firmly put her hand on his girth, nibbling on his ear again. This wasn't a dream. Maron's hand was on his dick. Roshi knew the difference between a dream and reality.

"G..Good, yes…..that's very good. I have just the thing for you. As a matter of fact you've got it in your hands right now. And it needs your attention right away Maron." Roshi said, his excitement at the prospect of actual sex after all these years building and building. He stood up, all the while Maron's hand never leaving the source of the warmth coming from the Turtle Hermit's tiny shorts. Maron's eyes were hungry and her grin slight but seductive. Roshi took off his glasses, putting them on the small table to this right and then he reached for his pants, and quickly removed both his shorts and his boxers. His cock sprung up from the confinement of his elastic boxer shorts, he stood proud with a delightful eight inches of length and an suitable girth to go with it. Seeing the Master Martial Artist's throbbing sex organ, any sense of hesitation or regret for coming onto a man over a hundred times her age left her instantly. He was old, but his muscles were still there. She knew just by looking he'd last longer than all the other men she'd met since she had left. Maron moaned in delight and brought her face level with his cock.

"Mmmmm yes… we can definitely have fun with this." Maron moved her hands back to his cock, Roshi's girth twitching upon the long awaited touch of a woman. She gripped him in her right hand slowly stroking and fondled his balls with her left. Roshi's manly scent now stronger than ever, it wouldn't take long for her to be unable to resist tasting it. "So haaard," Maron cooed, "I bet you wanted this from the moment you met me." Maron's inner tease couldn't resist playing around with him, the dirty talk turning her on even more.

Roshi's open mouth formed a smile on the sides and in-between moans he answered, "What man wouldn't? Your sexy young body, all those skimpy clothes, you were begging for attention. I was more than willing to give it to you." Hearing his words Maron's nipples began to perk up, bleeding through her thin red top. She grinned as he continued to get harder in her hands. "

Well…you did take good care of me back then. I think it's time I…returned the favor." Maron's mouth opened and she moved her tongue to his shaft, licking the Hermit up and down along all of his length. The lecher groaned in pure pleasure as he reaffirmed in his head that he was definitely not dreaming. Maron took her time tasting the martial artist master's cock. It definitely hadn't been washed, but she didn't care. She instantly loved the taste, it was salty but so much more. The flavors began to grow on her as she licked away at all the folds along his length. She was still stroking him in her right lubing him up with her spit.

"Nobody ever told me old cock tastes so good." Maron said pulling her head slightly away. Roshi's nose started to bleed and he swiftly grabbed the tissues from the table where his glasses were.

"Really? I guess I never knew, I've never tasted it myself. Hehehe…." Roshi instantly regret what he said, thinking it would kill the mood.

"Hahaha! I guess not huh, Well I like it. I wonder what else tastes good on you?" Maron giggled. Stunned at the bombshell's refreshing response to his joke, Roshi quickly attempted to recover desperate to get her mouth back on his cock.

"My balls ought to have a much stronger taste to them, why not give those a taste?"

Maron looked back up at the Turtle Hermit, Roshi expecting her to be turned off. Instead that same sex hungry look filled Maron's eyes as she licked her lips and told him, "Really? Is that right? Let's have a taste then." She crouched just a little more and slid Roshi's cock along her face, her tongue following down further and further until she reached the Turtle Hermit's sack, maintaining eye contact the whole time. He was barely trimmed, pubes all over the base of his girth and his balls. He was right, the taste was even stronger as Maron reached the source of the sweat in his pants.

"Mmmmm, you want me to suck these too?" Maron asked hoping he would respond in kind.

"Y..yes , suck my balls Maron." Roshi responded, now extremely aroused. Maron closed her eyes for a moment as she took one of Roshi's testes into her hot mouth, opening her eyes again and moaning. Her sex filled eyes staring back up at the Turtle Hermit.

Roshi's head knocked back and he moaned, turning Maron on even more. "Yes, just like that young girl." She worked both his balls in her mouth for a minute or so until she came up for air, his taste coating her mouth.

"How good does this feel? A young girl working you hard old cock?" Maron asked Roshi, her honey coated words reflecting his fantasies.

"There's nothing better." Roshi responded his grin and his eyes wide open fully embracing the situation in front of him. Roshi was a martial arts master, her body movements and aura now obvious in their intent to him. She wanted this as much as he did. He felt like he could take control right now and she'd let him. But her provocation was a huge turn on for him. Master Roshi wanted to see how far she'd go before she asked him to take her.

"Nothing better huh? Not even…..this?" asked Maron as she moved her mouth to the head of his cock.

"OOOOhh Ohhhhhh haaaaaaaaa." Roshi moaned. Maron, pleased with his response, found herself getting wet. She was so aroused she began wishing she had done this earlier, two years ago when they first met. The idea of fooling around with him behind her boyfriend's back was turning her on. The fantasies were playing out in her head as she moved her head, bobbing up and down, further and further down the Master's length. Roshi took the opportunity to place his hands on her head. Maron noticed but did not protest as she engrossed herself in the taste of his cock. As the minutes passed the two of them only moaned in pleasure. Maron had taken him deeper and deeper into her throat, the Hermit knees were beginning to buckle.

"She's been doing this for at least ten minutes" Roshi thought. "Her jaw isn't sore? How has she not let up on the pace at all?" Maron had a lot of practice over the years. She wasn't just a tease anymore. Her body wasn't trained like a martial artist but she had learned to please all types of men. Maron never thought about much, let alone what her own stamina was like. She lived in the moment, and right now she was more aroused than she had felt in a long time.

She finally pulled away from his cock with a satisfying noise of suction release and gasped lightly for air. She continued to stroke his saliva lubed cock, looked at him the same seduction still alive and well in her eyes. "I'm curious about the taste of your cum too, but I'll let you decide where it goes first."

Roshi's eyes lit up. "Let's paint your face with my old man cum!" Maron's eyes also glazed over in pleasure, as if the mere suggestion of being coated in this old pervert's seed was enough to make her cum on its own.

"Ooooh yes, YES Master Roshi," She breathed with enthusiasm as she quickly moved her mouth back to his throbbing member. He'd been called Master by many a pupil in his day, but when Maron called him that, another one his many fantasies had come true. Maron was moving along the shaft of the lecher much faster than before. At this point even if Roshi had wanted to wrestle control from her and ram his cock down her throat, he couldn't. Maron had asserted herself and her own desire to feel him all over her face. Roshi's knees quaked as he came closer to climax. Her mouth sliding the eager cock of the Turtle Hermit in and out up and down, her technique was the best feeling messy kind of wet blowjob, complete with sounds that let anyone know she was enjoying herself as much as him.

"Maron, I CAN'T HERE IT COMES!" The sage groaned loudly. As Maron felt the shaft of Master Roshi's cock pulse with an impending surge of cum, she expertly kept blowing him until the last possible second. Pulling her mouth back and replacing it with her hand she kept pumping Roshi's sex to completion, positioning herself to have the old man's seed cover as much of her as possible. "I'm cumming…..CUMMINNNNNG!" groaned the Turtle Hermit fiercely.

Roshi made sure he was watching her intently as his hot cum poured out all over Maron's face. He would be sure to engrave this image into his head forever as the newly crowned queen of the bluenettes was slathered with her slimy new white crown. Roshi hadn't had a chance to crank one out in a while with Krillin still living with him, and chance delivered to him a much better way to release his pent up seed. Maron was delighted by the amount of cum she was being plastered with. And as she made sure none was in her eyes, she found there was still plenty to lick up and taste. She slowly, sensually cleaned off all the ropes of cum that had lathered her beautiful face. Licking away at the remnants within reach of her tongue, she proceeded to wipe the rest away with her hands, pouring as much as she could gather straight into her mouth. As she swallowed her old lover's load her face had a layer of sheen to it accompanied by a stray pubic hair completing the pristine picture of a job well done.

"Mmmmmmm, haha I could get addicted to this taste." Maron giggled and looked expectantly to Roshi and then again back down at his cock. Still rock hard. "Yyyyyyyyess" thought Maron. "He can do it; this old cock can make me cum."

Roshi looked down at the cock hungry Maron, lust still in her eyes, "This old man still has a lot of fun things he can show you. Krillin won't be back for four days, we have lot of time for fun." Maron didn't think she could be any more turned on hearing those words. He wanted her for DAYS.

She delicately stood up, her already obvious curves showing their definition as she rose to her full height, still a head taller than the Turtle Hermit. She chuckled as she reached for the straps at her arms on her familiar red one piece. Pulling them down until the dress slipped off and hit the ground of the living room.

"You're like really old right Master Roshi?" asked the busty beauty, now reaching for the hook on her bra. "Then let's keep going, you can show me all the fun things you can do to a woman." Her gorgeous tits were set loose as she finished her sentence, the bra dropping to the ground as Roshi's nose began to perform his trademark spray and his throbbing cock. Maron was far from done with the martial artist.

*Author's Note*

Would like to plug some DB smut if I could. A lot of doujins and fan stuff online. My particular favs are FunsexyDragonball, YamamotoDoujinshi, PinkPawg, Nala, MuscleMan/Pyramid House, Isao Rokuroh

At some point a lot the pairings I have in mind for this MASSIVE project with have a lot of crossover with those artists. Most of these artists have a pixiv, twitter, or even to support them on. Go and give them some much deserved love.

I'll keep posting as I refine each chapter with proofreading.

Ciao