Chapter 4: One Nightstand
A/N: Back so soon, yes I know. We'll be wrapping this little short story up soon, now before you all go missing this one I have something really good planned for the future i've already discussed it with one of my good fans and artists Blauvixen on tumblr and she's really exited for my idea so don't be discouraged more to come!
Totally (NSFW warning)
It wasn't… Supposed to be this way-! Kami why did this happen? Chi-Chi cried in her mind as her body twitched and heaved, unable to contain itself as she felt the saiyan's tail probing her dripping womanhood. In her entire life she had never felt such feelings before, Kakarot's hands were touching her all over. His tongue licking up the small slits of her armpits while she was forced to remain helpless, a prisoner because of the threat that he would unveil everything they had done together.
The wet and furry appendage was so soft it felt almost unreal, the furry tip found every single spot that made her twitch and cry all at once. The weight was minor as he was settled between her legs, but he did not give her anything else aside from his tail. It had been hours since she had first come here and yet she did not question when it was going to end? But how much more he could make her feel like this.
Her head looked back towards the large mirror, observing from an upside down perspective the way she looked with Kakarot dominating her body. It felt good and that was the most painful part of it, that she did more than enjoy his touch. Her body erupted in orgasm after orgasm, an unending feeling that filled her every single body.
What she beheld of her own reflection wasn't the face of a woman she recognized. She never had such a smile on her face, a blush that streaked across her face and a glazed look in her eyes that came in such an afterglow of powerful emotions. No she wasn't the same woman she had been that morning, because that Chi-Chi never had such an expression. One of a woman basking in pleasure.
Before she was the strigid and cold housewife of a normal married housewife, going through the day to day motions of a married couple. Wondering what she would wear and cook for dinner as the most important and consuming choices of her day. Making it day by day, pushing down her own desires and emotions. All of the fire that had once consumed her life stuck into a feeling of mediocrity, where she wasn't a powerful fighter of a beautiful woman. But she was just the wife to a baseball player.
The woman in the mirror, the one who was dominated by another man didn't care about those things. Just waiting for that next gasp of pleasure, were the only thing on her mind wasn't her husband, cooking, clothes, social status, or even anyone else. It was all about her, finding that pleasure that only a man like this could give her.
The rough scars carried over her body tingled her soft flesh, the coarse hair touching her skin, and his calloused palms that rolled, kneaded, carressed, and gripped her body like she was the only thing that mattered. She could see Kakarot's face, he wasn't grinning, smirking, or laughing. His eyes were closed as he explored her flesh. Tasting, touching, with his entire being. He was savoring her and her alone. There was no other girls, phone, career, or his boys. Just her and her alone.
"Kiss me…" She breathed, "Kiss me please." Her hands reached to cup his face which pulled towards her lips and she watched the reflection be filled with that face, Kakarot's dark obsidian eyes and she was swallowed up in his mouth. It was slow and tender and she lost herself in this warm sensation and then she came once again.
"Haaaahh" She panted as Kakarot smiled down at her
"You love my tail don't you?" He purred in her ear, tucking her hair to the side so that he could find those sensitive lobes that made her body twitch, in the short time he had quickly found every single spot that made Chi-Chi squirm.
"Yes, yes, your tail is so good-" She wailed, "I love it, I love your tail." She began to sob, a mixture of shame and pleasure mixing together and leaving her no other outlet to handle the raging storm inside of her.
Smiling Kakarot settled back marveling at this small woman, such an untapped beauty and terribly unused. It hadn't taken him that much time to break down those barriers and turn her into a woman of her own needs and desires. Watching her scream and cry out because of him was just all the sweeter, though she did not know it his eyes flicked towards the scouter on the table that had been recording them the entire time.
Slowly he withdrew his tail, the appendage uncoiling from her insides like a snake and came free soaked in a damp mixture of her own juices and sweat. "How about you give me something now, I mean it would only be fair now wouldn't it?" He chuckled settling back on the bed as Chi-Chi still in a drunken state of euphoria mumbled a 'yes'. "Come over here and see what a proper saiyan's cock is like. No doubt your earthling men are just as inadequate as I believe."
Chi-Chi curled against the side of his thigh as both of her hands stroked Kakarot's length. Oh God, it really is that big? Her mind not processing her actions as she brought both of her lips to its side and kissed it, one hand wrapping around the pulsing tip.
"Ah yes…" Kakarot sighed as Chi-Chi lapped at the sides of his veins, working her way up until she kissed his swollen head.
The smell of his white seed leaked from the top, a mixture of virile and male testosterone filled all of her senses as she opened her mouth to willingly take him inside.
I never really did this with Yamcha… but then again we were more of a few kisses, some stroking or fingering and down to business. Aside from those first months were we ever like this? Her lips fitting around him as she made small bobbing motions with her head. Sucking on his head, her tongue rolling up the front tip to swallow that fresh spunk coming from his penis without even thinking about it. That rich saltiness but it wasn't pungent in anyway.
"Make sure to swallow it all." She heard and before she knew it a splash of heat hit the back of her throat. And while she normally was opposed to anything of the sort the tickle of a warm furry tail on the underside of her breast made her body tell her brain to go to hell. Her mouth taking several gulps until she felt him stop. "Fuck you're just such an amazing woman… I can't wait anymore. I'm going to fuck you so god damn hard!" He growled shoving her onto her back. His erection was unabated as he rocked his hips against her own but as he did and her brown eyes looked down she saw something on her finger that made her pause.
It was her wedding ring, a gold band with several small amethysts and a diamond inside of them making a triangle. The promise of love, and someone who promised to stay with her until the end. A man who told her he loved her, who wanted to rebuild their relationship together and fix his past wrongs… 'Oh god what am I doing!'
She couldn't do this! It was too much! "Stop-!" She cried out her knees locking together as Kakarot growled his eyes darkening as he looked into her brown ones. "I-I can't… We-We can't do this, I-I'm sorry but this is…. Is… WRONG!" She felt something push herself away from Kakarot, trying to separate herself from this saiyan temptation.
Kakarot was snorted through his nose, his hands almost ready to begin tearing through the sheets. He wanted to howl and berate this foolish woman for trying to deny him after so long. He'd spent hours giving her pleasure and the moment it came to finally claim her she backed out? What kind of bitch has the nerve too-! Every ounce of his body was screaming for retribution.
The red haze in his eyes slowly lifted, the tight blood drawing pressure of his nails lessened as the saiyan let himself calm down, for a few moments. Hold yourself back… She's not broken yet.
So he did something that she did not expect, the game was still in effect. If she thinks this is wrong then i'll let her think so, let her run back to her husband. I just have to do this the right way. Kakarot said nothing, he moved away from her, grabbing his shorts and began to redress himself, his eyes not turning back around to face her.
Stunned, well that was putting it mildly. She was shocked, Kakarot was getting himself dressed back in his saiyan armor. Slipping the top over his head and covering his chest she was waiting for some kind of reaction, but he wasn't reacting at all. As if her words and acts weren't unexpected but probably were going to occur.
Dragging the scouter up, Kakarot affixed it to his ear, pushing several buttons to enable it's standard mode.
Something felt like a knife driving into her heart, as she tried to understand this. "Is… is that it?" Was there going to be no more pressure from him. That Kakarot was simply done, that all of this was over? It couldn't simply because she told him to stop.
"I'm done wasting my time, go back to your husband as i'm sure he'll give you what you want," He snorted as he put his boots on. "So you want nothing and Here I thought you had your own desires and dreams, but clearly I was wrong you'd rather be a floor mat for a man who cares nothing for you." His tail snapped around his waist the dampness from her body still evident on the tip as Kakarot grabbed the doorknob. "But so what i'm sure that you'll just suffer through your life because he loves you." Kakarot said coldly before walking out of the room,
The silence in the room was all that followed as Chi-Chi fell to her side and began to cry, her hands covering her face as she wept for the woman that she had become. Broken by another person's words, and how they saw her and her life? When had it ever mattered to her before?
Back when you believed it didn't matter, because everything was okay. Bland normalcy was okay, just being married, having a husband and a home was enough.
"But why, why do I care what he thinks now? Why does any of this matter?" Chi-Chi just buried her face and sorrow into the sheets. "Dumb saiyans! Why did they have to come and make me feel this way I was-"
What were you? Happy being second fiddle as a woman and a wife? The lingering feeling of hands and lips that belonged to a man who made her feel things that she had never felt before. Was pleasure more important than being loved? I want to be loved, I want the assurance of someone who cares about me, and I will have none of that with Kakarot. He just wants me because of me, he won't stay here for me. What is a few days to a lifetime with someone who cares about you?
"Yamcha won't leave me, he told me he wants to make this work, that he wants us to be together. We got married, we both took our vows,"
Vows that you both broke, that you both no longer really care about.
Shaking her head at her own thoughts, "But we do care about each other, Yamcha is trying and I-"
Decided to go and have another man spend hours toying with my body. To have him make me cry, only to comfort me and make me cum and then cry again. How does that justify any of this if you don't even know what you want!
It was too much for her, she just buried herself in the blankets of the room that were still bathed in the thick male scent of Kakarot and her own juices that had once soaked the sheets. Stuck in an impossible to answer situation she wondered what was left for her to do?
[***]
"Oh, hey Chi-Chi. What's up?" The face of the capsule corp heiress appearing at her door as Chi-Chi was just in front of her. The other woman calling to speak with her about issues that as she put in her text. 'A woman could understand' So this had to be something serious for the usual indifferent and rock that she knew the woman as. She had to be a strong one to even be Yamcha's wife and put up with a lot of the things that he did.
Wearing her day off clothes of a red top and dress bottom with a matching aquamarine belt around her waist, she was a bit more flamboyant that Chi-Chi wearing a pale blue shirt and tan knee length dress pants.
Bulma had dated the baseball star/ Z-fighter for awhile until they just ended up going their separate ways. It was amicable, though not without its faults on both sides.
"So what's going on girl, you don't look like you had a good night's rest, you party a little too much?." Bulma tried a little levity but Chi-Chi shrugged her shoulders and looked away.
"Are the saiyans gone? I just want a little privacy with this issue." Chi-Chi couldn't exactly sense of feel them but it wouldn't be impossible for them to just vanish.
Bulma raised an eyebrow but nodded, "Yeah they are out in the mountains training or whatever they do all day."
Sighing Chi-Chi felt some relief. "Thank goodness," She looked at Bulma squarely in the eyes. "I need to talk with you…"
"Sure," Bulma said finding this strange situation piquing her inquisitive mind. "Is it a secret?" noting the way Chi-Chi was biting her lip and the defensive and tense body posture. "Juicy right, alright come on in my mom just fixed some tea and desserts."
So Chi-Chi walked inside led to Brief's living room that was about the size of her first floor of her home. "Bulma before we talk I need you to promise me that you won't speak this to another soul, not a word or even an inkling alright?" Chi-Chi was looking for another woman to speak about this issue with and there were very few close ones she had in mind, Launch was immediately out for obvious reasons. Leaving Bulma the smart genius who probably would be someone who might understand saiyans and men more than she could in some ways.
"Jeez girl," Bulma laughed as she sat down on her couch as Chi-Chi sat in a chair. "I might be one who likes a little gossip but i'm not going to air your dirty laundry. So go ahead tell me what's on your mind."
"I've been cheating on my husband with Kakarot." She wasn't about to mince words, the guilt alone wouldn't let her hold back with the blunt truth. Besides why try and act like it was something it wasn't, she had done very intimate things with another man. "We didn't… like really have sex, but well," She trailed off looking down towards the floor and not at Bulma. "It was probably close enough that I might as well have."
"Uh… okay. That was quite a bit forward." Bulma said, unsure of how to really react to this. "So like is this like some sort of revenge thing? I heard about the little incident at the bar and I can guess you were pretty pissed… so how did you wind up with Kakarot?"
"I don't know-!" Chi-Chi groaned holding her head as if she were in pain. "We sort of kissed the first night when he came here, he just caught me off guard but I just didn't think about it and ignored it. Then another night comes around and Yamcha gets drunk and is off at a Titty bar and I run back into Kakarot. That damn saiyan knew I was angry, he knew it and he followed me and then I ended up hitting him and then we ended up making out for awhile." Her eyes glanced to Bulma seeing her reaction. "He wanted me to hit him as if he was Yamcha."
Well that wouldn't be hard. Bulma thought, not feeling to voice that opinion vocally as Chi-Chi was currently having some issues. But what's the deal with Kakarot, the guy didn't even attempt to try and hit on me… or even Raditz. I wonder if it's the whole testosterone thing or maybe what Raditz said was more true and it's because he wants business first? Mentally correcting herself about not being jealous that she wasn't receiving some level of attention from some sexy warrior aliens which was a moot point right now.
"Then… well last night I had dinner with Yamcha, he and I talked about working through this. Yamcha told me he wanted to make this work, and we… we actually had a good time. It wasn't special but it wasn't bad either. Then… I got a message from Kakarot and he wanted me to come up to him, he wanted to have me meet him and let me have his way with me… and I know I shouldn't have," She admitted painfully. "But, but I went anyway and then he spent hours yesterday pleasuring me until I almost lost myself. He was just about to, well… he was very close to plowing me but I stopped him. I remembered that I was a married woman and I just couldn't go through with it. No matter how good it felt, or how much I wanted to hurt Yamcha for everything that I've done I just couldn't go through with it." She chewed slightly on the bottom of her lip and then looked to Bulma again. "Then Kakarot just left me, he didn't say anything other than he was wasting his time with me and then, he just walked out last night and… god's Bulma what am I going to do? I just don't know what's wrong with me! How could I have let that happen or get to where it is." Her eyes were pleading for something. "I don't know what to do, I just need help, I don't know which way is up or down. Is there even a way back for me after everything I've done?"
Bulma took a breath and let a moment of silence drag out as she grabbed one of her mother's pastries from the table and took a bite. "Eat something first, I can tell you haven't eaten anything and then i'll try and help you through this."
Chi-Chi nodded and grabbed something from the table taking a small bite and looked to Bulma for some direction on what to do.
Bulma wiped her lips and crossed her leg over the other. "While it wasn't right what you did, I can't say that cheating on a cheater solves anything. I tried that with Yamcha back when we dated… it didn't end very well." Shaking her head at the old memory, though she might not place all the blame on Yamcha for this little debacle it certainly wasn't Chi-Chi's alone. "I'll ask then is there anything of worth in your marriage with him then? Do you want to be with him because, speaking from my view, you don't seem to want to be with him."
"I do want too, but I also don't. Because even if I take him back, and this works out for now what's going to stop this from continuing? I know Yamcha could change but it's been two years and he's still… doing what he said he wouldn't do. Even if it's not as much he still does it." Perhaps she needed to admit that, but he could eventually stop. Or am I fooling myself.
Sighing, Bulma uncrossed her legs and looked up at the ceiling of her home. Does she want a relationship with him or is she making an excuse for another? "Chi-Chi do you want to have a relationship with Kakarot?"
"I can't, what kind of relationship could I have with him when he's going to leave in a few days probably forever and what if this is just some kind of game to get into my pants? Then i'll just end up alone!" She whined bringing her arms around her chest.
Bulma rolled her head back and looked at Chi-Chi. "Are you afraid of that?"
"Of what?"
"Being alone? Is that why you want one relationship because you'll end up alone or not?" Bulma leaned forward her elbows resting just on her knees. "Is there something wrong with being alone or are you afraid that will be it? Once your done with both there's nothing else?"
Swallowing a lump in her throat Chi-Chi wasn't entirely sure herself. "I just don't know what i'll do. I've only practiced martial arts and trying to be a good housewife. What would I do when I've let Yamcha take care of all the bills? His career has supported the two of us without any trouble and then what will happen when I try and start again, who'd want to be with someone who cheated on their married husband for pointless sex?"
"They don't have to know that about you," Bulma countered.
"But I would," She admitted, "If I couldn't stop myself in this relationship what would stop the next one? What happens if that's really it and i'm stuck in single woman territory? How will I ever have my own family?" Chi-Chi could feel tears burning at the edges of her eyes. "Yamcha doesn't help even when I want to have them he's indifferent and I can't just go out and raise a child by myself! What kind of mother would do that!"
The Heiress looked at the struggling indecision in the other woman. "Chi-Chi I can't tell you what you should do, but you can't put yourself in these situations because of what is happening to you right now. Yamcha is an asshole for ignoring you clearly, but I think you have to either give it another go or cut it off and start over."
[***]
Chi-Chi was totally not ready.
She and Yamcha had agreed to meet again and talk. However she wasn't ready for either choice, trying to make it work or just ending it. Which was the right answer!
It was where she wished her mom was still around to help advise her on what to do. Bulma had at least tried making the decision more about what Chi-Chi would feel as right, but stayed out of making that decision for her. Which doesn't help me make that choice.
Walking inside of the restaurant, it was one where Yamcha had proposed to her and asked that she marry him. A far more upscale place, where the food was overpriced and under portioned, but it required exclusivity to even get a table.
I remember when money really impressed me, back when it was about having a secure future for the two of us and our family… "That never happened." She added painfully to herself.
The seater looked to the woman in a dark purple dress, it was just above her knees and had a large strap covering both of her shoulders. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail with two long bangs on the side of her face framing it the outline of her face. Two black heeled shoes on her feet with lightly painted toenails showing through the woven straps. "I'm Chi-Chi Mao, i'm looking for a table reserved with two for Yamcha."
"Ah yes one second madam." Grabbing his ledger the man quickly swept his finger through the list of names and seating until he stopped and tapped. "Ah yes here you are." Waving an arm towards another man, "Please show this lady to spot L-Fourteen."
"Of course sir," The man said to the seater at the podium. "If you would mam, follow me." He gestured with his arm as he walked ahead of her.
This place was just like she remembered it. There were dozens of tables, filled with the higher society of the wealthy and arrogant alike.
Isn't this what you wanted at one point? To be surrounded by the best?
Her eyes cast a gaze of not envy anymore but of wariness. What did she see before her except men and women of varying ages, their couples and status not at all equivalent to the other. The young girls sucking the money from the wealthy men, and young men brought in as status symbols for their older counterparts.
She let her mind wander as she imagined, was this originally how I meant to Yamcha or is this how things are going to turn out?
Would she remain his wife only to have her husband spoil himself with younger girls and those willing to do things for cash. Her stomach was rolling and doing flips as her own edge and nerves were being stressed with the mental images was creating for her marriage five or ten years down the road.
A tightness gripped her chest and she found her air in her own lungs growing thinner.
"Ah here we are-!" The server announced snapping Chi-Chi from her mental exile.
Yamcha was there wearing a fine black silk shirt and matching black pants. His hair cut shorter to hang around his shoulders, wearing a smile he stood up and opened his arms. "Hey Chi-Chi, are you doing better?"
"I'm doing fine," Liar, you are about as fine as a child walking a tightrope with no net below them. She let him embrace her though she did with some reluctance put her hand on his back as he did so.
Her mind flickered back to when she was hugged by Kakarot. How he wrapped himself around her in an embrace never to let go, his nose in my hair, his lips all over me- Chi-Chi stop it! She had to scold herself as she broke contact and took a seat across from him.
"So how are things back at home, your dad doing alright?" Yamcha asked trying to break the ice and awkwardness though he wondered why it was still there as noticed Chi-Chi seemed even more tense than normal.
"It's going, dad just keeps things running smoothly back in the village. There aren't any real problems, I've just been looking perhaps going to school, you know find something to occupy my time." Though she hadn't really it actually sounded like a good idea. Perhaps finding a job or something to distract her would better put things in perspective.
If starting over was her choice then why not do something else, it didn't have to be anything serious but she could find a workable job with her skills somewhere. Although the stigma of being said baseball players ex-wife will still follow.
"I see, well maybe a job would be good. You could do something with teaching since you do want a kid to be the next PHD or a doctor down the line."
"It would be nice… wouldn't it." She trailed off softly, how'd she always wanted to be a mother…
"Chi-Chi listen I know you had a pretty serious talk with Bulma today." Yamcha admitted with a sigh not trying to put up the good guy act forever.
Chi-Chi went rigid at the notion of Bulma actually spilling the beans about everything she had talked about. "And?"
"Well I'm sure it had to do with me, I heard from Bulma's mother who saw you and was worried about what was happening. Though I don't know what you two exactly talked about, if you went and talked with Bulma it had to have been about our current situation no doubt." He shook his head before folding his hands on the table and looking at Chi-Chi.
"So i'm here to ask what do you want Chi-Chi? I'll give you whatever you want because I fear that i'm going to lose you and I don't want that. I want us to work, so here and now if you ask me for anything i'll make it happen." His gaze met her own and it didn't falter he didn't avert his eyes from her. "I mean it Chi-Chi, please let me try and make this all up to you. I don't want anyone else, I don't care about everything in the past. I just want you, and you to be happy."
Damn my foolish heart. This is exactly how she had fallen for him the first time, there wasn't some bad boy charm, no little sly grin or smirks. Just the raw emotion that she had first found so charming… but there weren't swarms of butterflies as she looked at her husband the shadow of another man lingered just beyond her sight.
One who had a head of thick black untamed spikes, a grin and eyes that burned into her very soul.
But she knew that meant nothing, that it would lead her to only more heartbreak. To live in misery or to die alone?
Even though it might damn her… she didn't want to be alone.
The evening continued on, Chi-Chi pushing down her own feelings on the matter and did her best to accept Yamcha's sincerity. The two sharing a nice meal together again except as she waited for some kind of message. Some kind of sign from the saiyan.
But there was nothing… Should I feel relieved or nervous about that?
Leaving together the pair went back to their home and did their best to rekindle their relationship. Their passion for one another. Yet for one of them…
Chi-Chi was wide awake, Yamcha was peacefully sleeping a light snore filling the air. She was on their second floor balcony. The cool breeze washing over her figure as she remained in the nighttime air. A mixture of shame and disappointment filled her body.
She and Yamcha had rekindled their love life… but it was painfully dull, at least to her. She just faked her own orgasm as she felt nothing spark between them. Sure he could make her feel some pleasure but it paled in comparison to the saiyan who had made her scream and cry in the sheets for hours.
"So now i'm here," She sighed feeling the mess between her legs as she could at least hope that from this she might actually become a mother. Turn her focus from her less than glowing relationship into a positive. But that was a big if, she covered her face as she tried to imagine just how all of this had happened in such a short while. When did all of this become so screwed up?
Dropping her one hand in front of her face she looked at her wedding ring, the symbol of her love. "What a joke i've become." Her eyes drifted upwards towards the sky, though a partial blanket covered the midnight air with only a faint glow of a partial moon shining down. She had given up, plain and simple. Originally she had wanted to just say it was over, that they should just go their separate ways but she didn't. She just rolled over and let this continue.
"I could smell you the moment you stepped outside." A voice spoke from behind her and her entire body shook, fear and shock causing the goosebumps to litter her entire arm and every hair on her neck to rise up. That deep unsettling reaction where your body refuses to act, she could feel that cold numbness settling through her. "But I can smell that you let that weak man defile you, such a waste… to have someone like you bound to a man whose own inept brain doesn't know how to treat a woman properly."
"Why?" She managed Chi-Chi's palms felt the smooth wooden banister of her home pressing tighter into her palms. "Why are you here? I thought you and I were done?" Her voice slightly cracking as Kakarot released a chuckle.
"Because you need me, you need to be taken care of and it seems no other man is stepping up to that task." Kakarot's voice was dripping with arrogance as she heard one of his boots touch the ground and she looked backwards to see him sitting on the banister touching the hall. His tail swaying in front of him slowly. "Right now you need me more than anything else… So come here." He motioned with a finger for her to come hither but Chi-Chi didn't couldn't make her legs work.
"Please… please don't I-I can't do this again." She whispered as Kakarot cocked his head to the side.
"You know that's a lie, your entire body is screaming to me. Telling me to give you that pleasure that was denied to you." He took a full breath through his nose, "The smell of desire courses through you, unfulfilled, and frustrated by a man who couldn't even make you cum." Rolling his head to the side to look through the reflection at the man sleeping. "He's so pathetic he doesn't even know i'm here, and that he could let you be this way. In my mind that's two unforgivable failures." He let his head turn towards hers again and he grinned. "Now come here, let my tail give you what you want. I'll make you feel like your wanted, like your needed." He growled.
Chi-Chi shook her head, "No. No i'm not doing this, Yamcha may not be perfect but at least… at least he'll be here for me. He cares enough about me," She admitted with some regret, that enough was actually right. "I'll make do with what I have."
"You have nothing, and that's not true I won't leave you with nothing… I can smell your fertility. You are in heat and ripe for childbearing. I'll give you the child you desire without fail." He smirked, "now come here my little human… come and let me make you feel again. You don't need these human emotions, you need only me. The taste of my lips on your own, the feeling of my hips against your own. Tell me that you don't remember how it felt that night, how much you begged for such pleasure."
How could she not? How could a woman ever? But still a night of pleasure for a lifetime of what she had left with her husband. It wasn't enough… She couldn't do it!
"I-I won't it's… I," She stammered as she realized Kakarot had moved and was now just in front of her. His hands were touching her hips, his tail wrapped around her right thigh and pulled her close. "Please…" She begged as Kakarot stroked the side of her face.
"Shhh," He purred as he nuzzled the side of her face. "Just be quiet and your husband won't even know i'm here." The soft tickle of his words making her body jolt as she realized that just a room away her husband was sleeping on her bed. His hands slowly working up her back until they swept forwards and captured both of her breasts in his palm.
Before she could let her voice free Kakarot smothered her lips with his own. Chi-Chi's body reacted, her arms grasped at the back of his neck, one leg hooking around his calves. Their tongues quickly finding the others as they shared that same fiery kiss that they had partaken in so many times. The kind of kiss that burned you up inside, that made you feel alive and stayed with you long after you parted ways.
Her breasts ached for attention, that kind that her husband while capable of admiring her body, was unable to satisfy as Kakarot's fingers kneaded and squeezed in rhythm her pert mounds along with her hips that began to gyrate and buck along Kakarot's pants. "Please… Please…"
Kakarot hauled her up splitting both of her legs on the ledge and without an ounce of resistance shoved his clothes down just enough to slam himself inside of Chi-Chi's eager body. Her eyes rolled backwards as the massive saiyan filled her body to it's brink. It was so warm, the unnatural heat and excitement sent her body to its edge in one single dominate motion. Clutching to him like a raft in a river Chi-Chi's legs shook as a small trickle of water escaped from her legs. Kakarot didn't hold himself back, holding her just right so he could begin fucking her like she god damn deserved!
There wasn't anything else, the intense pummeling by the thick length of a saiyan warrior didn't stop or go slow and tender. Chi-Chi felt each thrust jabbing her entire body. Her breasts bounced upwards as her cries were muffled by Kakarot's lips. The thick male palms grabbed her ass and held tightly.
She felt like such a complete whore, but she never felt anything like this! The electricity creeped up her spine and spread throughout her body. Chi-Chi and Kakarot just kept kissing like they had nothing else, on the second floor of the home she shared with her husband she let another man claim her.
Previous lover be damned, Kakarot's brutal thrusts were punching so deep she could feel it in her stomach as her sensitive body stimulated by her heightened emotions and fear of being caught only drove her climax to be that much sweeter.
As she reached another climax in almost record speed she felt the entire world shift, she was pulled off the balcony and-! Please God! What are you doing!? Kakarot dropped her palms on the side of the bed where her own husband was sleeping. The fear gripped her body but a large firm male palm squeezed her mouth shut only allowing air to flow through her nose as she felt him shove back inside of her.
How could she have imagined this? There wasn't an imagination dirty enough or cruel enough as she stared at Yamcha's sleeping face while another man fucked her? She couldn't close her eyes as Kakarot wrapped his other arm underneath her stomach and drove into her. The mild slaps of their joining hips each sounding like a door slamming in her ear-though it was nothing of the sort as- waiting for Yamcha to open his eyes and see her like this.
Her body squeezed and clenched in protest but she couldn't stop Kakarot. The saiyan panting slightly as his tail savaged her poor clit and sensitive folds with well practiced technique.
Snorting Kakarot pushed himself into Chi-Chi's furthest reaches and released a grunt.
It was only a moment before she felt it and soon thick blasts a warm seed splashed inside of her. The effect only triggering her next climax as she wailed into Kakarot's palm releasing only a minor squeak. Remaining stuck together Kakarot resumed a few final thrusts making good and sure he had filled her belly up with his fertile swimmers.
Looking at Yamcha with a self satisfied grin that would make the devil himself proud Kakarot released Chi-Chi's body and let her slide down onto the mattress her but slightly raised into the air as if announcing to any walking inside of the deed he had just done.
It wasn't hard to spike your drink, that delayed sedative put you down and out… no wonder you were so pathetic with this woman. But it doesn't matter, she's going to be mine. He chuckled slightly watching the human's face roll away from them in his sleep.
Kakarot had silently followed them and without any trouble whatsoever made sure that the human would be well taken care of. He wasn't going to be on this planet for very much longer… so he planned on making the most of that time, and right now he was more than pleased with the result.
Chi-Chi's hands struggled to reach out to Yamcha and ask for some forgiveness. She was sorry, sorry that this had to happen that she had to give into a saiyan. For his faults he didn't deserve this. "I'm sorry dear…" She whispered tears ready to begin forming in her eyes. "Please forgive me… but I can't… I can't be with you anymore."
The truth released from her heart as she felt Kakarot kiss her approvingly on the temple. "I'll see you tomorrow, stop by capsule corp for another round." He licked her neck before lightly biting her neck, enough to leave a mark but not to break the skin. It was the start of his claim, Chi-Chi would soon belong to him alone.
Then he left, not another word, no endearing good-bye or I love you. No just silence as he jumped off the balcony and took to the skies.
Chi-Chi curled up on her side, her body still shamelessly leaking another man's cum from her body as she laid beside her husband who was none the wiser. The minutes of silenced dragged as she watched the digital clock beside her bed roll from 2:10 to 3:13 but that was only in the background, she was fixed upon something else and far more important.
Her eyes looking at the wedding ring on her finger, twirling it slowly with her own hand. The symbol of a two year relationship, where a man and a woman were bound in holy matrimony before god and family. It was the proudest and happiest she had ever seen her father, to be married in her mother's dress and for him to watch her become a blushing bride.
But those memories were so far now, from where they had become. She wasn't the same woman anymore and there wasn't anything she could do to change what had happened. She only had one option left, and it was at least the decent thing to do.
This was it, I'm sorry. She admitted painfully as she pulled off her wedding ring and rolled onto her hip looking over at Yamcha who still had not even stirred. You really don't care… Setting the ring down on the nightstand, she grabbed a piece of paper she used for notes on her things to do list just beside her bed.
What was left for her to do?
Chi-Chi left the note beneath her ring, not wasting more time she set about grabbing her clothes and phone. She closed the door to Yamcha's house and locked it, dropping her key in the potted plant beside her. Looking back with tears in her eyes Chi-Chi wrapped an arm with a coat tighter around herself as she brought a phone to her ear.
It was late, but she wasn't going to do this drive herself.
Chi-Chi called the closest taxi… she had to go back home.
Alone…
A/N How will it end?
R&R
Kerghan
