Chapter 3
This is just a filler chapter. I wanted to do a cute little situation that I always thought about and have it related to the story. I did not want to put it in the chapter I am working on. This arc may have a few filler chapters because that's how I roll y'all.
If you don't like the filler or filler's in general, simply skip it. It won't affect the story line much. I just want to give you all something while I work on the main parts of the story. From now on I will title optional chapters as (Filler)-chapter #
It will be a bit before I post the next installment. I first want to go over the first two chapters and perfect ALL of the errors. It was a raw idea that I just wanted to get out ya know.
Please review if you enjoyed the lemo— I mean filler.
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Chi-Chi looked through her closet with haste. If he asks me one more time about some mana, I swear to every God in every universe that I will slug him, Chi-Chi thought angrily as she sorted through so many clothes. Bulma's party was in a few days and she had nothing to wear. Everything looked too… old. Per Bulma, there was some white-haired hussy staying at Capsule Corp. with her face. Chi-Chi knew Bulma probably picked out something spicy for that girl to wear. No heifer with my face will out do me, shouted Chi-Chi in her own thoughts.
She secretly hated her wardrobe. She thought back to the days when she was younger. She had some pretty flashy outfits. She even managed to have a cute gi when she fought in the tournament. Then she got married. And Goku became more… possessive.
He did not like it too much when people reminded him of how beautiful his wife was. She was his life partner and the mother of his then young son Gohan and he wanted no one to see her in the ways he did. To keep the peace, she decided to dress in a modest way like a proper housewife. Goku never said anything, but she knew he was satisfied that she saved the glory of her feminine build for the two of them.
"Not this time Son," Chi-Chi proclaimed as she tossed all her clothes out of the closet.
"Wha," Goku walked into his room confused. He never fully understood Chi-Chi. Half an hour ago she was cursing him out because he asked her questions that she said she could not answer. Now, she is cursing at the closet. I wonder if she is broken, thought Goku as he carefully entered the bedroom. He looked at the mess and questioned his wife with an authoritative tone that only she, his sons, and his opponents ever heard, "What the hell are you doing in here Chi?"
"Because of you, I have nothing! Not a damn thing!" she nagged.
"Umm… you have this house, our kids, our marria—"
"No Goku, I mean I have nothing to wear to the party."
"Oh, well why did you not say that? How's about you wear your black trousers and a purple button-thingy-shirt."
"No. You want me to look like an old lady or something?"
"Wha?"
"Goku, admit it, you love when I only show about two inches of skin."
Goku sat down on his neatly made bed. He scratched the back of his head as he thought about Chi-Chi's words. He honestly never minded what Chi-Chi wore. He did note that after Gohan, she stopped wearing certain things and bought less and less modern clothes.
Then again, the times that they would go out to town or for a nice walk, he did become annoyed when people, no men, would eye Chi-Chi. He knew Chi-Chi only had eyes for him, but it made his blood boil. She was his wife after all. After learning that you could eat a bride and then some, he wanted all of her to himself.
He never thought his selfish ways would affect Chi-Chi.
"You know what babe," he thought out loud, "Ya got a point. Can you blame a guy for not wanting anyone to see his wife's chi-chis?"
Chi-Chi huffed and threw a pink cheongsam at him.
"Let's compromise," she winked at her god-like lover, "how about you fly me out shopping and help me pick out some new things to wear?"
Goku placed his finger beneath his nose and thought about it before he spoke to her sternly, "You go shopping and you pick out what you want. I know we have some of that money left over so take some and enjoy I guess. But…only if you fight me for it." Goku did not have time. He promised Vegeta that he, Trunks, and Goten would do some training in the desert today. Vegeta kept complaining about how weak their boys were, so Goku eagerly suggested a rough father-son training session.
"Whatever I want?" questioned Chi-Chi with a wide smile on her face.
"Yea Chi, I don't mind. It's just a party with friends."
"Oh, this is going to be so much fun Goku!"
"Ah yea, so… whoever gets pinned first loses."
"Deal," purred Chi-Chi as she shut and locked their bedroom door.
Goku moved swiftly. I really don't want 'er walking around like some M.I.L.K. – or is it M.I.L.F., thought Goku as he wrapped his fingers around Chi-Chi's slender neck. He grunted as he glided his eyes over her body.
Chi-Chi gasped as she spat out, "You dirty little cheater!" She reached her arm behind him and poked the spot where his tail used to be. Goku instantly flinched and pulled back as he cursed her name. Chi-Chi spun around and kicked him in the back while he was off guard.
Goku smirked, "You're so cute when you fight all feisty." Goku used his instant transmission to appear before her. He effortlessly ripped her dress off, chuckling at her angry little pout.
Another dress ruined.
Now she was about to get serious.
"Why you little…" Chi-Chi shouted as she jumped up and sandwiched his body between sturdy thighs. The force knocked them down to the ground as she straddled him. Her bun came undone as she tossed her head back victoriously.
Goku smiled. He swore he had the most beautiful view right now. There was his wife, panting heavily while straddling him. Her hair was hung freely down her back. Her succulent breast was exposed through her ripped dress showing her off her lacy black bra.
Right now, he did not mind being a loser.
He playfully put his hands up in defeat, "Okay, you win." Goku thrust his hips against hers, letting her feel his growing desire from defeat.
"I'm not done yet, Goku," hissed Chi-Chi in a tone that made Goku's groin twitch.
"Well, now stop messin' round and finish me off already," growled Goku.
"I will be glad to."
"You are always such a worthy opponent, you M.I.L.K."
"I kno— wait what?"
"Nothing, hurry up and get to it already, Chi."
Chi-Chi giggled as she slowly slid down her husband's grey sweatpants. She loved when he wore normal pants. It made taking off his clothes effortless.
His body begged for her attention. Chi-Chi looked him deep in the eyes as she formed up a mouth full of spit, forcing the warm wad out of her mouth and onto his flesh.
Goku groaned as he looked at her lips all covered in her slobber. It was nasty yet sexy.
He released a deep sigh as he felt her gaping mouth glide and slurp along with his tight skin. Goku could not help but curl his toes and grab a fist full of her hair as she licked and sucked in her victory. He closed his eyes and fully surrendered as felt her hum into his fleshy sack.
He loved it when she did it slow and sloppy.
*-.-.-.-*
Chi-Chi returned from the mall satisfied.
She opened the door to her empty, clean house. She walked into her bedroom and set down her bags. Chi-Chi felt like a teenage girl who just went shopping on their own for the first time. She found the perfect dress for the party. It had been ages since she wore something so... suggestive. When she thought about it, she never had anything this sexy. She went from being a teenage girl to instantly being a housewife. There was not too much regret in her choice. She would not trade the experience as a housewife or stay-at-home mom for anything. The mature, modest beauty did mull over how different life would have been if she and Goku took a few more years to enjoy their youth.
She hung her dress in her closet with a sneaky smirk on her face. "I'd like to see my imposter beat that," snickered Chi-Chi to herself. Bulma already informed her of the woman Cha-Cha's thin model-like frame. Chi-Chi was not one to get caught up in trivial struggles of vanity, but the competitor in her could not let some look alike outdo her.
She even took the time to update the rest of the wardrobe. She bought herself some form-fitting jeans, a few delicate sundresses, and some well-fitting shirts. She found the most fashionable pair of boots on sale for half-price. They were her second favorite purchase of the day.
Her biggest buy of the day was something both her and her husband could enjoy together.
*-.-.-.-*
His muscles ached, longing for a fresh hot bath. Goku let a deep sigh out as he finally made it home solo. For some reason, Goten begged him to stay at Capsule Corp. until the party. He already finished his studies for the week and the party was only in a few days. Goku was certain that Chi-Chi would not mind if Goten hung out with his best friend for a few days.
Goku looked at the kitchen clock. It read 10:30 PM. Boy, I didn't know it got so late, he thought as he scratched the back of his head, Chi is probably really mad at me right now. Goku walked into his bedroom, completely baffled by the sight before him.
Chi-Chi had not dressed up like this since before he was dead for seven years.
There laid his wife on top of their bed with her hands rubbing her ripe juicy fruit. Her dark hair was freed from her usual bun and done up with loose curls. The top portion of her flowing mane was pulled up in a high-ponytail as some stray parts hung loose framing her flushed face. A deep shade of red was painted over her luscious lips. She squeezed all her curves in a tight black sheer bodysuit; the fabric hugged the contours of her body snugly. The neckline stopped just below her chin. On her breast, there were cut-outs that exposed her stiff pink buds. The suit was cut high in the groin causing the sides of her mound to hang out. Dainty black chains draped from the sides connecting the back of the taunt fabric to the front.
How she managed to put that on and how she expected him to take it off was beyond him.
He never truly understood women.
Goku could feel his mouth water as he looked at the woman who bore his two sons. He was rendered incapable of even forming a sentence as she gazed at him with her longing eyes. Her soft moans and heavy breathing pulled him into a trance as he made his way over to the bed they shared.
Chi-Chi smirked at her husband's silent compliment peeking out through his pants. "You did say I could pick out whatever I wanted to wear, right," she questioned him in a hushed tone.
Goku had no words.
No time was wasted as he removed his clothes. He climbed onto the bed and spread Chi-Chi's fleshy thighs. His skillful fingers easily pushed the confining fabric to the side so he could have his prize fully on display. A handsome face hovered over its target. He breathed deeply into the scent of her arousal. His warm breath tickled the damp surface before him.
He placed her sturdy thighs over his shoulders as he pulled her close to him. He spread his mouth wide, sucking in her plump bundle of ecstasy. Ten slender fingers gripped onto his messy onyx tresses as he darted his tongue over her swollen jewel. Her moans were strong and proud, encouraging him to continue his exploration. He readied himself to slide two of his broad fingers into her narrow little snatch. No matter how much he defiled it over the years, it never surrendered to the work he gave it.
It was one of the many things he loved about her.
Her shaky voice crying out his name further enticed him to make her melt. He curved his fingers up into her warmth. They worked quickly with firm, steady pressure. He did not plan on quitting until she showered him with her liquid admiration over and over. He wanted her to plea for the pre-show to end so that the main event could start.
He was also very thankful he allowed his son to go to a sleepover because it was sure as hell going to be a wild night.
Even more so, he was so thankful that a bride was something to eat.
*Fans herself* Is it me or am I the only one who thinks that was a huge innuendo in the show. We all know that Goku has a hearty appetite.
I hope we are all Goku fans here that understand Goku is a grown man with needs. I am sure the wanderer comes back home often for a reason. Gold stickers for everyone who understood that Goku was confused about using your mouth for the sensu bean and he and Vegeta were talking about two different things… *face palms*
I appreciate your feedback guys! Thank you for the love and support you all rock 3
The next chapter will be posted sometime next week after I revise the first two.
