Once her breathing had normalized ChiChi put her arms around Gohan and pressed her forehead against his. " Son you're so many times stronger than me. We have to be careful otherwise you could hurt me, but I'm fine see?" She smiled reassuringly and this placed Gohan at ease. He took her head in his hands and kissed her on the lips, it was a short kiss and one they both expected to be the end of the session. However as they parted a spark filled the air, this event may have brought them closer together.
Suddenly the carnal cravings were back and what had been a worried comforting hold had already become a lovers' embrace yet again. Both their hands began exploring each other's body; her skin was so smooth he couldn't believe it. For the first time he appreciated just how soft she really was. Not made of the same muscle as him, comparatively she was as fragile as a china doll. Her touch searched across every inch of him, admiring every bit of carved muscle. This was insane, her own son and here she was worshipping his body. But now she was the one in for praise. "Now it's your turn," Gohan said as he knelt down in front of her and pulled down her long skirt.
After that was gone he noticed the baggy pants and boots still needed to be removed, but he didn't have her patience at the moment. So he stood up slightly and kissed her, then slowly worked his way down kissing her. Moving to her neck, her chest, each breast, her stomach, even her belly button. When his mouth reached right where the seam to her pants should've been, ChiChi noticed what he'd done while she was distracted.
Gohan the shrewd had removed everything on her lower half and now her womanly beauty was fully exposed. His kisses continued the trail and met with her lower lips. In his dream there had been hair, stubble really, down here, but her real pussy was entirely clean shaven. He made out with her clit until she shoved his mouth literally into it, which he took as a hint to speed things along. He obeyed and began licking her insides, then inserted his pointer and middle finders into her while still exploring with his tongue. She tasted so strange, he couldn't quite describe it.
It was sweet, savory, exotic, and warm. His other hand rubbed up and down her inner thigh, earning him extra moans that weren't in a short supply to start with. 'How is he so good at this? It took Goku months to even realize how to pleasure a woman, much less be an expert at it.
' Now, now is the time little one, become a man.' The voice said,' Become a true Saiyan conqueror.'
For a moment Gohan's eyes flashed red like an Ozaru, and he stood up. ChiChi looked at him questioningly, 'guess we're done with foreplay'. Gohan read her face and said "Yes." She was taken aback and replied with, "what?" "Mother, we've danced enough don't you think?" She looked at his determined eyes and found a confident fire burning, where at first the change scared her now she felt even more turned in than before. "Yes Gohan, I think we have." She pulled on his hand and led him into her bedroom, then laid on her back, legs stretched out, arms reaching for her partner, eyes expectantly staring up at her son.