Chapter 21: Kick
As I carried her in, I felt a sense of overwhelm. I looked down at her, and she look deep in thought about something. "Is everything alright?" Yeah. Just… Nervous. "Why?" She didn't answer but she did start to blush. I was going to put her down, but decided against it. Maybe I should sit her down on the couch, and then she'll tell me. I sat her on the couch and then I sat next to her. "Are you still not going to tell me?"
"I'm nervous because… Well because… This is the part when… When the married couple…" She went silent, and even her shoulder were blushing. Wait! Her shoulders! It's the first I seen her shoulder, and the more I looked at her expose the more I wanted to touch. Even from this angle I can see the top of her bumps… I mean breast. And that got me excited, especially remembering what Eric said. Wait! Is that what's nervous about?
She still hadn't said anything, so maybe I should ask if what Eric said is true. "While I was waiting for the wedding to begin Eric was telling stuff." She finally looked up at me. She wasn't blushing, but she did look confused. So, I tried my best to continue. "He said something about you being a present." She blushed at that, and looked down. "I didn't know what he meant. So, I asked him. And he said something about seeing you naked." Her blush to a deep red. "Is that what you're trying to tell me?"
She nodded, but she turned away. Why did she do that? You can be so confusing sometimes. "Well, I'm sorry! It's just that… that this will be my first time." She then started to whisper, and I couldn't make out clearly what she was saying. She then turned to me, with tears in her eyes. "From what I've heard, and read, it usually hurts for the female when a man puts it in. I'm scared." She then hugged me, and started crying.
"You're scare of it hurting? Yet, you're not scare to fight, which can be very painful?" I couldn't help but chuck. "You're being silly." And that's when she punched me by surprise.
"It's not funny! Those things are totally different!" She's doing the angry puffy face again. My favorite out all her puffy faces. I had the weird desire to see how angry I could get her.
"So how are they different? Is it because of the body part? Or is it because you don't know what an actual punch feels like?" She looked ready to hit me. "What you gonna do? Hit me? Just try it." She grabbed her skirt both hands, and raised it enough that I saw her legs. Then using one hand to keep the skirt up, she came at me. I dodged every punch she threw, then she tried kicking me. But she couldn't kick like at the tournament, she was blaming the dress. "Even if you didn't have that dress, you still wouldn't have hit me."
"Oh shut up! I'm going to prove you wrong! Just let me change out of this, and show you that I can land a hit!" She started storming to the direction of our new room, till she paused midway. She looked at me over her shoulder. "Follow." The way she looked at me, and how she said that one word, made my body burn. Mmm. I hurried to her, as she continued storming to the room.
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He was mocking me! How dare he! And then to say that it doesn't matter what I wear, that I still would be able to hit him. The nerve! But the fact he was challenging me felt exciting. As I stormed my way to our new room, a thought occurred. Maybe I should try to catch him off guard. I then told him to follow. Mmm. I heard him nearly skipped to me. And did he just? Oh, my. Wait. Calm yourself; you're still mad at him.
When we reach the room, I demanded him to help take off my mother's dress. "And don't break it! Understood?"
"Yes." The moment I felt his fingers, trying find where to start, my breath was caught in my throat. Damn it! I just remembered I'm not wearing a bra. I quickly held the front, and I felt him slowly unzip me. Why was doing it so slow? The moment the zipper reached the bottom, I felt his hands feeling my back. Why was he doing that? "Anything else?" I felt his breath on my shoulder, like he was so close to kiss there but held back.
"Mmm." He finally did kiss me there, and momentarily lost my grip on reality. He kissed me there again, and then started to trail kisses down my back. The moment a kiss landed between my shoulder blades, I moved forward. So forward, he was no longer touching me. When I turned around, to face him, he looked disappointed that I moved. "You could go, so I can change." He looked beyond disbelief, and ready to say something. But he didn't, instead he actually left.
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The moment I started unzipping the dress, I was mesmerized by the skin underneath. She told me not to break the dress, but the way her skin looked, I wanted to see all of it, NOW! Damn it! Once the zipper stopped, I couldn't resist to not touch. Wow. Her skin was soft, but she had very firm muscles. Evidence of her own training, and hard work. I found myself wanting to admire every inch. "Anything else?"
Please say yes, please! I couldn't take her not answering. So, I kissed her shoulder. "Mmm." Yes! More of that! I began slowly kissing my way to neck, then down her spin. The moment I kissed between her shoulder blades, she jolted out of my reach. NO! I was so disappointed that she moved. I wanted to say something, anything to get her back in my hands. But she told me to leave. Come one! Fine, she'll get this one, but not next time.
I waited for her back on the couch. Then I started recalling how her legs looked. Now that I want to get a better view. After a moment had passed, I was temped to go get her, but she had finally opened the door and my mouth dropped. She was wearing a pare of white shorts, and a simple black tank top. I've seen Bulma in less clothes than that, but the way Chichi looked was way better. She then walked over to the couch, but instead of sitting next to me, she sat on my lap. Oh Kami, save me.
"You still don't think I can hit you?" I heard the words, but my attention was no where near. I did feel a hand touch my face. That brought me back to reality.
"Nope." She got up from my lap. "Hey! Come back here."
"No. Come out side, and fight me." Oh, she wants to be like that. And that's when I remembered what I was wearing.
"Give me a sec. Let me get out of this first."
"Looks who's making excuses that they can't fight in just anything." Oh, you want to play it thank way.
"More like not want to anger you if it breaks." True. You got that one. With that I took off the jacket, and threw it on the couch. I undid that stupid bow tie, and toss that too. I then started unbuttoning my shirt as I walked to the room. Once in our room, I tried to remember where Chichi put my gi. Once I found it, I decided there's not point in using the weights. It's just Chichi. Chichi. Just saying her name made me want to rip these clothes off.
Once in my training gi, I started heading outside to meet her. "Here's the rule. If I land one hit on you, you have to do whatever I say for a day."
"And if you don't?" Not like she will.
"I'll do whatever you want." Deal. "Deal."
Without warning she went into her attack. I avoided that in time, and she didn't stop.
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He avoided my every attack, and to make matter worst, I was starting to run low on stamina. I went into another round of kicks, just for him to do that after-imagine technique. Where are you? "Cheater!" Just when I thought something touched my shoulder, I attacked as a reaction. When I saw I hit nothing, I was so surprised that when I felt something kiss my cheek, I jumped. "HEY!" I looked up to see a chuckling Goku.
"You put your guard down." As he laughed, I went for a leg swipe. I got him, but before I landed an elbow, he had moved. "So close, but nope." He was getting me angry. He's mocking me again. Fine, want to play like that. I then lowered my stance, and closed my eyes. Just then I felt the wind brush against my left arm, and I shrike. "OW! You hit me!"
"Haha! Told you! So, I win."
"No! That was a lucky shot. I want a do over!"
"Awe, does the big strong Goku not like the fact that his smaller, weaker wife hit him." I couldn't stop laughing from how silly he looked. His cheeks puffed up, and looked like a kid ready to throw a tantrum. I fell on my butt, from laughing so hard. And that's when he pinned me to the ground.
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"Smaller, yes. Weaker, yes. Smarter, absolutely! So, what do you want first?" She was speechless. I didn't plan to pin her, but seeing her mock me, and then on the ground. I actually wanted to make her accept a do over, but the moment I saw her eyes, that thought left. Now I was more interested in what she wanted me to do. Especially seeing her blush, and her breathing quicken. "Come on, don't tell me you don't know." I kissed her nose. "All that work, and not one little command?" I kissed her lips next.
"I… I…" Her stuttering was cute, too cute. I just couldn't resist kissing her again.
"Come on. Say it." I started kissing my way down her neck. I moved her hands to where I only needed one hand to keep them down. My free hand gently slide along her arm, grabbing here and there, feeling her strength. I licked her neck. "Mm. Still no answer." My made it past her shoulder, and slowly to one her breast. I grabbed it and gave it a light squeeze.
"Mm." There's a noise, but not an answer.
"This is soft, yet firm. How come?" No answer. I let my hand travel lower, till it reached the base of her top.
"Mm." I was were seconds from pulling it up when she answered. "Room." I stopped and looked at her. What? "Bedroom. There. We can continue there." I looked at her confused. She then tried to get out of my grip. "Please. Bedroom." With that I let her go. Before she got a chance to get up, I picked her up and carried her to our room. The walk over there was not easy. It took every bit of control to not stop her from kissing my neck, to stop from licking, biting, stroking the other side with her soft hands.
It's driving me crazy not to stop her, and replace my neck with my mouth. The moment we stepped into the room, and asked for her next command. "Bed." I placed her to sit on the edge of bed, but she wouldn't let go of my neck. Holding me there, she moved from my neck to finally let me kiss her lips. I wanted to get closer; I bent my knees enough to by eye level with her. That's when I notice that I was between her legs.
My hands found their way to her back, and pulled her closer to me. "What else?" I said between kisses.
"Take off your top." I didn't get it a second thought. I took it off, and threw it to who knows where. "Take mine off." At that one I bit my lips. I then kissed her, as I felt my way to its edge and pulled up. We broke the kiss long enough to completely take off her top. I tossed that, too. The moment that was out gone, I couldn't stop looking. She was fit, in every sense of the word. That fabric holding her breast reminds me of the outfit she wore when we first met.
"What next?" I looked at her face, and she was blushing. She moved back enough, and turned and crawled away from me. I followed her, and flipped her, and pinned her under me. "Next?" She didn't say anything for a bit. I then kissed her. While I kissed her, I let both hands travel down her arm to her breast, one for each hand. I gave them a light squeeze, then I felt something poking up. Curious, I rubbed my thumbs over them. She groan into our kiss. I guess she likes that.
The fabric was annoying me, I wanted to feel more. I released her mouth, and she spoke. "Be careful taking my bra off." So, is that what this fabric called? "Yes. This one has a clip on the front." I got up slightly so I could see what she was talking about. When I looked, I didn't know what she meant. "I'll show you this once, but next time…" She didn't finish as she moved her hands in opposite directions, and there was a click. She then opened the bra and her breast were free. I then noticed that her breast has dark pink peaks. I grabbed her breast again, and let my thumbs rub her peaks. "Ah."
"What's your next request?"
"kiss them."
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I can't believe this. One minute he was pouting like a child and the next he was a… a… I don't know. What do those books called it? Oh, yeah. He was being a man. He demanded me to claim my prize, and when I didn't speak her kissed me. My body was on fire. When squeezed my left breast, I just wanted more. It was hard to find my voice. When I finally spoke, he was just about to pull up my top.
The way to our room, I thought of giving him a taste of what he made me feel. "Ah." His grip on me tighten. When we finally reached our room, I asked for the bed. There we kissed, and he pulled me closer. My clothes was becoming too hot for me, and I didn't want to be the first one to be topless. "Off." He took his top off, then mine. Oh, the way he looked at me, he looked hungry.
"Next?" I didn't say anything, but tried to get away. He followed me, and flipped me. Now pinned under him, again. "Next?" I couldn't form words again. He then began to kiss me again, and squeezed both my breast. I want to feel is hands. I told him to take off my bra, he didn't know how, so I showed him. The moment my breast we're free, they felt cold. He then grabbed them with his hot hands, and rubbed my nipples. "Next request?"
"Kiss them." Were the only words that I was able to form. When I felt him kiss my right breast, it was soft a gentle. He kissed his way to my nipple. He then flicked it with his tongue. "Yes." He then sucked it in his mouth, and gave it multiple licks. "Ah. Mm." He then slowly moved away from that one and worked my other nipple. "Ah… Pitch them." He at first gave me a confused face, then he tried to gently. "Yes." He then to both. And soon, while his mouth lovely gave attention on breast, his hand played and pitched the other.
Soon I could feel wetness building in between my legs. I think he noticed, again. He moved up to my face, and kissed me. "Are you going to knee me, again?" I shock my head. "Promise?" I nodded. With that he kissed my lips, and then kissed his way down. Down my neck, a quick kiss to each breast, slow kisses down my stomach. When he reached my shorts, he just pulled them down. Thank goodness, they're the kind with a draw string and not the zipper ones. He started to sniff above my panties. "You sure it's ok?"
"Yes." With that, he slowly pulled down my panties. Those were soon met with my shorts, at my ankles. He took both off, and tossed them to the floor. I saw him lick his lips, before going down. Next thing I knew, he was licking me down there. "Ah." That feels good. Before long, the licks became faster, and I lost all sense of reality.
The last thing I heard before I lost to the sensation was. "You taste so good."
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"You sure it's ok?"
"Yes." That's all the encouragement to found out if this scent taste as good as it smells. I took her underwear, and fully took off her shorts along with them. I threw them to the side, and stared down at where that madding scent was coming from. It smells so good, to where I licked my licks. Could the moisture, between her legs, be the source of the smell? The moment my tongue licked the moisture, I was sent to heaven. "Ah." And she liked that. Before I knew it, I was devouring the moisture from her.
The noise she made this even better. As I continued, I found a passageway, and buried my tongue in there. "Mm." As my tongue reached the top, I felt something hard yet soft. I flicked it with my tongue, and Chichi's pressed my face closer. "Again." I did so, and moaned. I definitely need to remember this spot; I love that reaction. My tongue traveled up and down, making sure to give extra attention to that one spot. Shortly after I noticed a little lower was another passageway, and I stick my tongue in as far as I could. I tasted all around, till I came upon something at the top. I licked there hard, and again my face was pressed closer.
During it all I could feel myself getting tighter, but right now she is my only focus. The noise coming from her, and how she taste was the perfect combination. I went back and forth between the two spots, that caused my favorite reactions. Before long, she became louder, I was rewarded with my moisture, and she was pulling my hair. The tightness between my own legs was becoming unbearable, but I just couldn't stop. Just then, she became numb, and was panting. What in the world?
I stopped and moved my way up to her. "You ok?" No answer. I kissed her lips, then her neck. "Hey, are you ok?"
"Yeah, just catching my breathe."
"What was that?"
"I think books called that an orgasm."
"Did you like it?" Yeah. "I'm glad. But I'm currently having a problem." I felt my cheeks burn when she what I was pointing at. What surprised me, was that she reached out and grabbed it through my pants. She then moved her hand up and down; oh, that feels good. I don't know when or how, but somehow, I felt cool air touch me there. And shortly after a soft, small hand. "Ah." Something touched the tip, and all I could see where stars. I barely heard when she spoke to me.
"Finish talking off your pants, and sit." It took more strength to do a simple task, and that hand still going up and down isn't helping. When I finally was able to do what was told, I felt something wet and warm take me in. I let out a tight groan. That felt really good.
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"But I'm currently having a problem." I looked to where he was pointing to, and my cheeks started to burn. He touched me down there, so I should return the favor. I hope I do this right. I timidly reached out to him. When I finally grabbed hold of him, and moved slightly up and down, he fell forward and took a deep. Oh my. I then reached for the top of his pants and pulled down; no surprised he didn't put on underwear. I'll let it go for now. The moment I pulled his pants down to his mid-thigh, his penis basically sprung forward. Oh, he's huge. Would he actually fit?
No time for thinking. I reached out again, and stroke him from the base to the tip. "Ah." Oh, my. I rubbed the tip with my thumb, one more time. His grip on the sheets tighten, and face was also tight.
"Finish talking off your pants, and sit." I don't think he heard me right away, telling by the slow reaction. When he finally did do what I said, he seem to be in a daze the whole time. But that didn't stop me from continue stroking him. Each new moment his face either relaxed or tighten. When he finally sat down, I psych myself for what I was going to do next.
Timidly I crawled up to him, opened my mouth. Here goes nothing. I started to suck the tip, and slowly made my way down, take as much as I could in my mouth. The groan he made was encouraging. I slowly made my way up. When I made my way to tip, I swirled my tongue around it before going back down. "AH." He likes that. I would suck on my way up, play with the tip for a moment, then slowly go back down. I slowly went a little faster and faster.
The noise he made gave me encouragement that I was doing it right. "Ah." Down, up. "Mm." This time I took him out my mouth, and licked him like a lollipop. Starting from the very base to the tip. Then I thought maybe I should try something. I lick and sucked his balls while my hand stroked him. His hands grabbed my shoulders roughly. I stopped and looked up at him. His express was so tight, and when he spoke it sounded forced. "Don't. Stop." Using my tongue, I flicked between his balls. He threw his head back, and his grip became tighter. He definitely likes that.
I then began to suck again, stroking what I couldn't take in, and my free hand gently squeezing his balls. The faster I went, the tighter his grip was on my shoulders. He was practically scratching me now, and then suddenly his hands froze. I heard a roar above me before I felt a pulse, and warm salty liquid filled my mouth. It was so much I tried swallowing, but it still was too much, that I had to release him from my mouth and some of that liquid hit my cheek.
He was panting now; he slowly brought his head down to look at me. "What was that?" Then he touched my wet cheek. "Did this come out of me?" He looked worried. I nodded. "What is it?" Semen. "Oh."
"Did you like that?"
He gave me a gentle smile, before taking my face in for a kiss. When we parted, he whispered against my lips. "I loved it." He kissed me again. "Can you do it again?" I then looked down, and it was hard as it was before.
I kissed him. "Mm. Let's try something else." I Kissed him again.
"And that would be?"
"Putting it in me." He looked confused. Then I pointed down. When he saw what I meant he started grin.
"But are you sure? Aren't you scared? You are small."
"Now looks who's worried." We both laughed at that one. "If you're gentle, it'll probably make it easier." Kissed me one more time, before I laid back. He clamed his way to me, through my spread legs. As he did so he drop kisses here and there, till he reached my lips. He licked my lips till I opened my mouth, and his tongue found its favorite home away from home.
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As I tasted her mouth, I used my right hand to guide me to find that deep hole, I found with my tongue earlier. just rubbing against her felt so good, but the moment I found it and put the tip in, she bit my tongue. If it makes you feel better, by all means. Sorry. Don't be. I slow pushed myself in. Her hands found their way to my head, and kissed me harder. When I felt myself not able to move forward, I pulled out just a bit before pushing back in, and I got deeper. I did this a few times, till I felt everything go in. I broke the kiss.
"Are you ok?"
"Just uncomfortable. Just give me a moment." Even though I'm still inside her, doesn't mean I don't enjoy this current sensation. It feels so tight, and wet, and hot. I continued kissing her, I hugged her, trying to pull her to me as close as possible. Her body against feels so good. Kissing her like this is madding. Her hands are lightly rubbing my back. One hand goes so low, that it briefly rubbed my tail stub. I involuntary move inside her. Damn it! Those two combined felt amazing. "Goku?"
I slammed my lips to hers and slowly begin to move out and in. I can't wait no more! I'm sorry. Before long she's biting my lip as I move a little faster. Want me to go faster? Harder too. Your wish is my command. And when I did it was just amazing. Her fingers started to rake my back. Mm. The feels good. Do that harder. And she does. I reward her going faster and harder, the harder she goes. The last thing I heard before my senses faded was "So close."
When I came to there was a strange sensation on my shoulder, and the taste of blood in my mouth. When I looked at Chichi, she was licking my shoulder, or trying to. "What happened?"
"You bite as you came." WHAT! I got up on my forearms and looked down at her. And there, on the shoulder my head just was, was a bleeding bite mark. I began to kiss it, and lick it clean.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry."
"It's ok. When you did that I jumped and kind of ended up biting you too. It's kind of funny." She started to giggle.
"I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry." She touched my face, and got up enough to kiss me.
"Don't be." We then started kissing. And before long another round had started.