There he was: the legendary hero of the universe. He stood in the sky with his two sons, talking about the different techniques they needed to learn today. You stood in awe. You had never seen such a man like him before. It would make sense that he wasn't from here. He looked so gentle, so sweet.
"That's Goku for ya," you snapped out of your haze to look at your friend Bulma. "always training!" She giggled and started to turn around to head back into the Capsule Corp building. You wanted to stay and watch more but unfortunately, today's work wasn't done. You followed her inside but kept glancing back at him. While you were working, you couldn't help to think about him. Your face was flushed and your core was practically fluttering.
"So um, tell me more about this Goku. He seems intriguing!" You asked. Cringing at yourself, you simultaneously applauded at the small attempt. Bulma lifted her head and turned towards you.
"Oh, well, as I said before, he's super strong and very sweet. He cares about everyone and can be a bit too trusting. He's been with the other warriors kicking ass here and wherever there's a threat. He's practically done that his whole life, now that I think of it, only with different people." She explained. You nodded. You felt your cheeks burn a little and turned away, pretending to look like you're concentrating. "Those two men with him are his sons. The younger one has the same fighting spirit as his father but the older one is more headstrong like his mother."
"Is he married?" You asked. The overthinking began and you mentally facepalmed yourself, asking why didn't you beat around the bush somehow.
"Well, I'm inclined to say yes, but she passed a couple of years ago from a heart illness. We tried to bring her back with the dragon balls but since it was a natural cause it wasn't possible." Your heart shattered, repaired, and jumped for glee, then shattered again. You felt bad for wanting a night with a widow. It felt too low. Ethics started to conflict with want here.
"Damn, I'm sorry to hear that. Has he managed to cope?" You asked.
"It's hard to say really. Saiyans cope with a lot of their problems through fighting. And it's hard to tell if that's working, especially for Goku. He loves to appear just fine when he's actually in some type of pain." You nodded and got back to the work that awaited. You wouldn't press on the topic any longer. It went south and felt disrespectful to attempt to continue.
It was evening, around 6. You were mentally tapped out for the day. You decided to get takeout before you walked home. Your apartment was located in the center of the metropolis area, so the longest part of the trip was the wait on the food. Sweet Goku still lingered in the back of your mind, the thoughts of his figure towering over you and his large muscles forcing your attention to stay there. Your body was on autopilot while thinking about him, taking care of the tasks you wanted to conclude your day with.
"Y/n!" Your mind shifted back to your reality. Your food was ready. You took the bag of food and headed back to the apartment. You hoped that masturbating about the man wasn't pressing on the boundaries of the little morals you had. Maybe this was just a phase. Either way, it needed to pass or be taken care of.
When you got home, you thought of the party Bulma told you about a couple of weeks ago. It was happening tomorrow. She told you it was at his house. You questioned your restraint and instead blushed at the intruding thought of riding him until the sun rose. Oh, how the sunrise would kiss his skin the same way I wish I could kiss his lips.
You shook these thoughts out. You found yourself paused from eating and staring at the wall. You felt ashamed for a brief moment. You turned on the TV to distract yourself.
Today was the day. You were already in Bulma's car driving to his house with her husband and son. You had managed to autopilot through the workday while thinking of what to wear. Subtle streetwear felt appropriate. You watched the metropolis decrease in size and transform into nothing but trees. You were familiar with everyone there, the only person you hadn't talked to was Goku and his younger son. But you felt like you could manage. Especially after masturbating for at least 30 minutes last night. No one would be able to catch you slacking tonight.
You all arrived about fifteen minutes later. Goku's house was a cute-sized dome. Little string lights made themselves sparkle within the forest darkness. People were already there and started to wave at everyone in the car. Bulma smiled and waved back.
"Vegeta, I don't need you fucking shit up tonight. It's supposed to be a relaxing event with food. Do not mess this up for us!" Bulma scolded. Vegeta never shifted his gaze but confirmed her commands with a small nod.
Once the car stopped, you felt it. The nervousness. It had started to sink into your stomach. You fiddled with your fingers. You started to look around for the hosts. His sons were here but nowhere was Goku to be found. With that in mind, you felt secure enough to step out and look around. Drinks. Yes.
You waved at everyone and went straight for the drinks. You poured yourself a frozen margarita without any consideration of your lack of food. Once you sat down at the table, you familiarized yourself with everyone. Made small talk. Goku eventually showed up at the party but you were too focused on the half-drunk conversation with Videl to notice. With your glass empty and your logical mind still intact, you went up to get food. On the way there, you bumped into something large. Your fuzzy mind took a second to realize who you were looking at.
"Whoops! Sorry, you okay?" You froze and your stomach dropped. Goku's tall figure towered and his eyes met yours. Your failed attempt to speak after a couple of seconds started to concern him. "I don't think we've officially met. I'm Goku!"
"I'm y/n," you softly spoke. You sobered yourself up and straightened yourself out. "I work with Bulma over at Capsule Corp. I've heard a lot about you!" You tried to mask your nervousness and your raging drunk hormones but weren't sure if it was working. It's worth a try I guess.
"Haha yeah! I guess I'm talked about a lot!" You giggled at him. His booming voice and goofy smile made your mind and body revolt against yourself. You wanted this man. You couldn't make any excuses anymore for yourself.
But all that did was leave you wanting as you had no plan. It felt impossible.
"Well, I think I need some more drinks..." You started to walk towards the drink table when you felt a strong, large hand on your shoulder. It felt like you were drowning yourself in your wetness.
"Did you not eat yet?" Goku asked. You looked over and shook your head. You were too shy to ask him to move from in front of the food. "We don't need you to get sick. Come eat! You already know how Bulma gets the best of the best around here!" He guided your body towards the food and helped pick out some good dishes. Your nervousness still lingered, but at a much smaller size. By the time you finished filling up your plate, his hand was still on your shoulder. The memory of his touch was stuck in the back of your mind for the rest of the party.
At the end of the party, people found themselves thrown on drinks despite the amount of food they ate. Even Bulma struggled to walk until her husband scooped her up. Everyone decided this was a good place to end the night. They all started to fly home, even Bulma's family. Before they left, Vegeta turned his head towards Goku.
"We'll be back to pick up the car tomorrow." He spoke. Goku nodded and witnessed the Briefs family fly away at supersonic speeds. I hope she doesn't throw up.
You quickly realized that your ride just left you to fend for yourself. You know how to drive, but spotted an opportunity at hand.
"Hey, do you need a ride home? It's getting pretty late and it's already dark." Goku asked. You paused for a moment, at a loss for a response. You looked at this man in his eyes and looked for something you weren't sure of.
"Perhaps, but that could wait until tomorrow if you're too tired tonight. Especially since you ate all that food. Besides, I'm not sure if I could handle going that speed in the air right now." You wanted to say more but were too scared of saying too much. The alcohol still made your mind foggy and needing.
"Hm, okay! Follow me inside. Gohan and Goten left for the night with their friends. You can have one of their rooms tonight or mine if you're comfortable enough." You nodded and followed him. Your stomach was doing flips. But you were too focused on the moment to realize that you fell flat on the floor, blacked out.
You found yourself on a bed. It took a moment before you saw that it was still night out. The wind was blowing harshly but heard nothing else. You sat up. You looked outside the window and found Goku in a translucent glowing aroura. His hair was silver. You froze for the thousandth time today. You wanted to back away but your feet were planted on the floor. You were sure your eyes glued to him would come with some awkward consequences. But what were you going to do? Approach him? No thank you.
You continued to watch the trees blow and hair flow. You noticed his shirt was off. His muscles from his back and arms seemed to bulge more than before. Blush spread to your cheeks while your breaths were starting to quicken. Lost in your sinister thoughts you were.
He turned towards you.
You couldn't move. Your gazes were glued to each other. Wetness started to pool around you and the blush continued to spread to your chest. He shot his eyes at you. A large wave of pleasure took over and made your knees weak. You stumbled onto the floor below the window on them. Your heartbeat was out of your chest it seemed. You couldn't believe what happened, how it happened, just everything!
You crawled back to bed thinking that this was all a dream, only to feel a large arm flip you onto a shoulder. You didn't resist.
"Did you think I couldn't tell? I'm not naive." Your mind and body were shocked once again as you heard a deeper version of this man's voice. It was at least an octave lower. "Your scent gives away everything you tried to hide tonight," Scent? Oh my god, this man...? You could do nothing but lay limp in his firm grasp. However, you felt secured and turned on more. As he walked up the stairs, your mind started racing towards all the things that could happen. How, why, what. Was this even the same man?
Your thoughts were abruptly interrupted when Goku tossed you onto the bed. You looked at the man towering above you once again. His glare measured your body and could've undressed you right then and there. You laid there, scared to make any sudden movements, but turned on.
"Take it all off." He commanded. The ache between your thighs grew stronger. You did as he said. You were soon lying naked in front of this man. You never looked away from each other. The hunger in his eyes soaked in your form. He grabbed your thighs and spread you open in front of him as he crawled on top of you. Your lower lips separated with your sticky juices stringing between them. You felt shy, embarrassed even. Goku looked down at the mess you made. He smirked.
"You look and smell so good like this," He said lowly. "let me ravish you."
You let out a large sigh and started to squirm in his grasp. Both of your bodies were hot and only got hotter the closer you were. His lips were inches away from the skin on your neck. He pinned your legs between the sheets and his hands to stop you from moving.
"Yes! Please, just kiss me, fuck me, do whatever you want to me, Goku!" You strangled out. He stopped and pulled himself directly over your face. His hands went behind your back to pull you into one of the deepest kisses you would ever receive in your life. Your arms wrapped around his neck to help sit on his lap. One of his hands found your ass and gave a rough squeeze. The other continued to feel your soft skin and grab. You felt like you were melting under his form but couldn't stop kissing him. He tasted so godly and your pussy was begging to be touched. You tried to guide his hand to your heat but he instead pinned your wrists behind you. You audibly whined against his lips. His other hand grabbed your neck while his tongue forced its way into your mouth. You tasted each other for a brief moment before pulling away.
Hot and out of breath, you gazed into Goku's cold, hungry eyes. You were still in his strong grasp.
"You've made such a mess of yourself," He let go of your wrists. "I want to see more of that." You suddenly felt two of his thick fingers insert themselves. The shock of your pussy stretching and his fingers sent your mind into a blurry haze. You loudly moaned and grabbed his forearm. He hissed and started to choke you harder. His fingers started to move in and out at a steady pace and seemed to hit every nerve. It felt like you were already at the edge. All you could do was moan and writhe your hips in his hand. "Tell me how much you want to cum," He whispered in your ear. He moved his fingers slower, but more thoroughly in you.
"I want to cum so bad, Goku. Please let me cum! My body is already yours to use..." you managed to choke out.
"Such a good girl," He cooed. He went back to his steady pace and kissed your forehead. It was all so much, the energy built up inside of you again but released itself in no time. You trembled and tried to steady yourself more than you already were. Goku released your neck and you fell back onto the bed. You felt his fingers slide out.
You look at him, still slightly trembling. He brought his sticky fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. You couldn't imagine a situation where he made you blush harder. He took the rest of his gi off and appeared on top of you. He smirked, then eased himself inside you. You didn't even get to see it but you could tell how large and girthy this man was. He filled you up to the brim it seemed. You sharply inhaled once you felt the base of his cock inside you. He was throbbing, begging to start. The pain was all worth it.
He searched your eyes for an ok. You adjusted to his size and looked at him as an ok. Goku started off painstakingly slow, still unsure of your reaction. You felt frustrated at how good this felt, you wanted so much more.
"I want to be fucked, so fuck me." You clenched your muscles around him and took him by surprise. He smirked and started to slam into you. Each slam made you breathless, speechless. You gathered a small amount of air to moan as loud as you could. It's not like anyone could hear you anyway. Your pussy felt every inch of this man's cock while he pummeled into you. You dug your nails into your back the closer you were to your second orgasm. He grunted and pounded slightly harder into you, almost breaking the headboard. Your pussy clenched around him again as you came. You stuttered curse words and an attempt at other words as you saw stars.
As you came down, Goku flipped you around.
"Hands, knees." He commanded. You got up. You felt him insert himself again. You were able to moan with your breath intact this time. He started going at it again. You were at the mercy of this animal and reminded you with each stroke. You couldn't quiet down even if you tried. He suddenly pulled out and grabbed your hair to pull you up towards him. He slammed. You practically screeched. He did this over and over until you started to cum again.
"Goku I'm cumming, Goku I-" You couldn't even finish your sentence as you started to cum on him, it was just a straight yell. He hissed.
"Such a fucking mess,"
You started to tremble again as you came down. He flipped over once more, but with you on top. You straddled him but his hands grabbed your hips.
"Don't move." You did as told. He started going at it from the bottom. This was the one. It was the one that made you a mindless moaning mess. Words spilled out but you were unsure as to what you were saying most of the time. Waves of pleasure seemed to be endless.
"It feels so good!" You cried out. "I'm going to cum again. I wanna cum!"
"I know baby, cum on it again like a good slut," he told. You came again. It seemed like forever. Goku came while watching your body writhe and quiver on him. His form went away. You both were out of breath. Your body flopped onto him and you both went into a deep sleep.