Warning: sexual content

The Turtle Hermit's Demand

Ever since Bulma's showed Master Roshi her pussy, she and Goku had continued collecting the Dragon Balls. They even found a new travelling partner with the name of Oolong – a small piglet with the ability to transform into anything he wanted to for five minutes. They now had four Dragon Balls in their possession, and the fifth one was within their grasp. All they had to do was put out the fire that plagued Fire Mountain. They lacked the necessary tools to do so, and so it was decided that Goku would collect the Bansho Fan from the legendary Master Roshi, as the Ox King – the enormous ruler of these parts – suggested. Both Goku and Bulma were surprised to learn that the same old perv who had given them a Dragon Ball a few weeks ago was some renowned martial artist. Was that perverted Turtle Hermit really that great of a person? It was hard to imagine considering what Bulma had to do to get that Dragon Ball from him. He didn't exactly seem noble, she thought bitterly.

On the way to Master Roshi, Goku found the Ox-King's missing daughter, Chi-Chi. She was a young brunette girl, dressed in armor. Well... if you could call those small pieces of clothing armor that is. It wouldn't safeguard much in a fight; all it did was cover her feminine parts. With Chi-Chi in tow, he traveled to Roshi's island, but not before making sure whether Chi-Chi was a boy or a girl by kicking her groin, resulting in...Chi-Chi thinking she had no choice but to become Goku's bride?!

It was a problem for later. Much, much later.

When they finally arrived at Kame Island, they saw the old man called Master Roshi sweeping some leaves into the sea. "Heeey!" Goku greeted the old man. "Long time no see, Gramps!"

"Well, would you look at that," the old hermit said, stopping his efforts to sweep the floor. "It's the boy I gave the Nimbus to!" He greeted the boy with a big grin. If not for the young boy's decision to guide Turtle to the ocean, he never would've met the teen stunner who'd given him such an excellent showing. For that, he would always be thankful.

"Th- that's Master Roshi?" Chi-Chi was perplexed as she looked at the elderly man. From all the stories her dad had told about him, she expected a legendary warrior: large, strong, and big; someone like her father. This man seemed so... fragile. Was this seemingly-unimpressive geezer truly the legendary Master Roshi? She had her doubts...

Master Roshi wondered whether Goku had brought more people along than just him and the brunette girl. His party couldn't have changed that much in those few short weeks, right? Could... could the girl who'd shown her that incredible muff be here too? He excitedly scanned the area, but all he could see was the girl behind the young boy. This... this was a different one, right?

"H- hey, boy, that girl with you..." The old master eyed the boy's traveling partner. This one was young, younger than the girl from before. "Is it just me or did she shrink since last time?" He eyed the girl's budding cleavage, hidden behind her armor. The turquoise-haired teen from last time had much bigger jugs. "Last time I saw her, her boobies were more BOING~!" His hands began to squeeze the air as if fondling invisible pillows. "Boing~! Boing~!"

From daydreaming about titties, the crotch in his short expanded.

"!?" Chi-Chi tried to utter her horror at his perverseness, but the shock she felt shackled her. All she could manage was whisper a mutter, her cheeks flushed red. B- boing?! How uncouth!

"This isn't her, Gramps," Goku clarified, ignorant of the hermit's lechery. "Her name's Chi-Chi. She is the Ox-King's daughter."

"Huh? The Ox-King?" So, this was his old pupil's child. He sized the blushing girl up, stroking his grey beard. Yeah... she would be around the right age. No wonder she was already starting to develop a bosom, considering her mother's ampleness, he thought with a chuckle. But still, he eyed the girl once more. Dressed in her scarcely-clad armor, her breasts did seem enticing to him. Perhaps it was due to his long abstinence, but this young girl did stir him, particularly after he'd grown aroused from thinking about the other curvier girl.

"By the way," Roshi began, skeptically looking at the duo, "why did you two come here anyway?"

And so Goku began his plight. Fire Mountain was on fire, and they needed the Bansho Fan to put it out so they could collect the Dragon Ball hidden there.

"Hmmmm," Roshi muttered, his brow furrowed. "One swing brings gales, two swings brings rainclouds, three swings brings downpours... Yes, the fan should be able to put the fire out." The old man turned his back to the duo, and let his gaze rest on the ocean, seemingly in deep contemplation.

"Please!" Chi-Chi pleaded, bowing in awe and respect. "Please let us borrow it! We'll give it back as soon as we're done."

Though Master Roshi was truly in deep thought, his current musings would probably leave the others flabbergasted would they ever come to light. The only thing on his mind, unsurprisingly... was debauchery. There was opportunity to be had! The Ox-King's daughter had come to him in dire need, and her body was just filled out enough to entice him. Not to mention that the remembrance of the young minx who had so graciously shown him her pussy circulated waves of blood and excitement to his prick, making it tent inside his shorts. He tightened his fists determinedly. Yes, this was his chance to finally receive some stimulation from something other than his hands. He would help... for a price. The teen from before had shown him her pussy, and now this one was going to stimulate him in a different way. "Okay, I'll let you borrow it." Ignoring the girl's shrieks of joy at his promise, he interrupted. "There is a condition to my help."

"Huh?" Ch-Chi asked puzzled. "A condition?"

Roshi nodded, chuckling mischievously. He grabbed her by the hand and told Goku to wait for a moment. Guiding Chi-Chi into his home, he chuckled. "Sorry, girly, but we need to discuss this in private for a moment. You see, my condition to helping you two is that you help me first in return.

"Uhm, okay," Chi-Chi agreed. It did sound fair to help the old master first. "What can I help you with, Master Roshi?"

"What I want from you..." he dropped his pants, releasing his rock-hard six inch cock. "... is this."

Chi-Chi was speechless. As young as she was, she hadn't much of a clue as to what this pinkish, veiny, swollen-tipped thing was. She could guess that it was an appendage of the guy, but was this what they had instead of what girls had? It looked like a sausage, but a nicer color and an almost-mushroom-like tip. What was with the layer of skin that was peeling back from the tip?

"C'mon, girly," said the old man, sounding somewhat impatient. To this day, he regretted not demanding more from the turquoise-haired teen from before. She'd accepted his demand to see her panty so readily, and even went so far as to show him her vagina. If only he'd asked to see her tits, or maybe even tell her to give him a handjob or something. Demanding too little... He wouldn't make that same mistake twice. If this girl wanted help, she'd better help him first!

Chi-Chi was at a loss at what to do. Staring at the long, thick shaft made her feel strange, as though there was something fluttering around in her belly and making her groin hot. Aside from that, though, there was nothing really that she thought of.

"Touch it," he finally implored.

Chi-Chi pursed her lips, blushing profusely as she continued to stare intently at the pinkish sausage. She pondered if she should obey. "Is this your condition to put out the fire?"

Roshi nodded, grinning perversely. "Yup! Help me with this, and I'll put that fire out straight away."

"A- All right." Her small hand approached the looming appendage. It was so warm, and she hadn't even touched it yet! She didn't take more than a moment's hesitation before her fist carefully circled around the hard thing. Its sturdiness surprised her. True, it looked hard, but it felt like grabbing solid muscle instead of flesh! Big eyes focusing with her mouth inquisitively agape, she leaned in to better examine the phallus. At the tip, where there was a narrow slit of a hole, there beaded some strange fluid. When the part throbbed, more of the liquid squeezed out until the abundance dripped in a long stream.

Roshi grunted from her impulsiveness. Her grip was different than his own, her hand smaller. Her fists latched around him, but she hadn't thought of what to do next. Tugging on it never occurred to her, thinking that it might feel like someone trying to tug off an arm.

The member suddenly surged forward with an accompanying grunt. Chi-Chi immediately retracted herself from the penis, frightened. "Come on, girly?" wheezed the old man desperately. "Suck on it." He sounded very needy, and very desperate.

She was to suck on it…?

Like candy? Chi-Chi doubted the taste would be similar, but she wouldn't dismiss the order. At the same time, she questioned it. It must've been like kissing; not the method, but the act. She wouldn't go around putting fingers in her mouth, after all! At the same time, she had to think how weird it would be, putting that part inside her mouth. It was meant for other purposes, wasn't it? She certainly wouldn't ask someone to put their mouth on her vagina…

"Please, girly," came the desperate whine.

Swallowing her hesitation and quieting the questions buzzing in her brain, Chi-Chi took hold of the shaft, lifted it slightly, and aimed at her mouth. She had to open wide to take him in, but she handled it quite well for an inexperienced girl.

There was a grateful sigh when her mouth engulfed him. Her tongue wriggled for space, but his cock hardly left any excess room in her small mouth. To finally have someone envelop him with her mouth again... It let so good!

She did not dare to take him very far in her mouth. Just having two inches felt like she was overdoing it; Roshi did not agree. A tight mouth like this; it was a waste not to ravage it. He groaned loudly; it felt so good!

Chi-Chi could practically feel the anticipation circulating through the object in her mouth. A substance that was not her saliva poured over the back of her tongue, and she could only assume that it was that very same fluid she had been so curious about before. It was too late to wonder if it would be alright to swallow it; when it leaked towards the back of her throat, her esophagus impulsively flexed to carry the small load to her stomach. Not too bad of texture or taste; if she did not liken the slimy feeling running down her throat to anything gross, it was tolerable.

After a moment of cradling the cockhead in her mouth, she proceeded with the other instruction: sucking. She sealed her lips tightly around the swollen tip and commenced to drawing on the shaft. There wasn't much technique employed.

Roshi grimaced when he felt the fierce suction on the tip of his cock. Was she trying to give him a hickey?! It was like she was trying to sup his essence like water through a straw. He grabbed her head at the sides and embedded more than just the tip in her mouth. She gasped around him, but didn't try to take him out. He rocked his hips back, dragging out of her mouth before filling it again. "Do it more like this."

She allowed him to pump himself in and out of her mouth a few more times before she was bold enough to try to copy the motions with her head. They started off-rhythm, but Roshi started to ease back to let her do her thing.

Putting her small hands on his thighs she pushed her head back and forth. Her tongue was pressed flat on the floor of her mouth, rubbing against the vein-riddled underside of Roshi's length. It was easy to detect the abundant throbbing in her mouth, but she wasn't sure what it meant; she also wasn't sure how long she was expected to do this. Her jaw was cramping and she was just plain getting tired.

She was about to give up and hope that the old master was happy enough with her efforts to put out the fire. He'd been moaning appreciatively for a while, so he shouldn't have any complaints about her dislodging her mouth. She gave one last bob of her head before the shaft suddenly pulsed and the geezer pushed forward as much as he could, almost slipping into her throat.

"Here it comes!" he wheezed in warning, using his hands to keep her head in place.

Here what comes?

Chi-Chi's eyes flashed wide when a gooey substance suddenly sprayed over the back of her throat. Without knowing what it was, she was forced to swallow it before pulling back. More of the liquid – which she found to be incredibly bitter and salty on her tongue – continued to gush in abundant spurts; each one was accompanied by a deep-throated grunt from the old man.

The pulsating cock was drawn out of her cum-filled mouth, though it still throbbed strongly. She opened her mouth and spit out the distasteful fluid, leaving a puddle right in front of her knees. Roshi quickly substituted her mouth for his fists, rubbing himself through his orgasm. "Ah Kami. This... is one of my best orgasms in years!" At first, Chi-Chi had feared that he was going to the bathroom, but the strange, milky fluid pumping out of him was something else entirely. She thought to move out of the way of the gushes, but like a deer caught in headlights, she simply watched as the penis doused her slender body – face and cleavage – with white streaks. She stared down at the slow-moving rivers running down her body, noticing how one fateful spurt had fallen down her stomach.

Looking back up, she saw a drip of the white stuff dangling from the swollen tip, slowly drooping to inevitably fall to the ground. If she wanted to, she could save it with her tongue and slurp out every remaining bit. Though she didn't like the taste, she found herself doing just that, carefully lifting her tongue to catch the dangling dollop and reattach her lips around the head.

Roshi was slumped against the wall when he felt the head of his cock be capped once again. He chuckled, petting her bobbing head as she cleaned his cock. "Very good, girly." It wasn't until he was completely cleansed that her mouth left him. "Now," he began, putting his pants back on and giving Chi-Chi tissues to clean herself "let's go put out a fire shall we?"

At this Chi-Chi beamed brightly, already forgetting about the thick goo running down to her stomach. "Yes, Master Roshi!"

Only years later, did Chi-Chi learned that she'd given him a sexual favor called a blowjob. Roshi was punished accordingly.