Chapter 7: Not a Dream
A brand new day has arrived at the countryside worlds away from the West City. Here, farmers dressed in working clothes and armed with a wide assortment of equipment were on route toward lush fields while herders drove their cattle to designated grazing spots. From the inhabitants going about their mundane lives to wild creatures lurking in the nearby forests, not a thing was amiss throughout this serene landscape.
Well, except for a strange yellow cloud floating high up midair.
The suspicious coloration wasn't the only element out-of-place either. On a closer, telescopic look, one could see two individuals resting atop the cloud. Naked and sweaty, it was anyone's guess what had transpired the previous evening.
"Mmm...Goku!" Moaned the blonde as she snuggled closer to the muscular man's broad chest, her wet, golden hair plastered all over his chiseled physique. Despite her eyelids firmly closed and breathing smooth as a breeze, both signs of a deep slumber, those full lips nonetheless continued to let out bone-melting mews. Down south past her creamy neck and ample breasts to where her legs parted was a fully stuffed and bruised yet still engorged pussy. There thick, milky-white substances trickled from their joined sexual organs onto a monstrous organ of clear alien origin.
"You are so gorgeous my mate!" Whispered the Saiyan warrior as he carefully brushed away a few strands that obstructed her angelic expression. It was the most beautiful face he's ever seem, far prettier than any other she'd worn and her lover knew exactly why. After all, he's the reason she's in heaven.
Unable to resist the temptation anymore, Goku claimed her luscious lips before skillfully gaining entry. Having worked past her teeth, the alien fighter gently guided his sleeping lover into a searing kiss. Saliva soon dripped down their chins, joining the collection of moistures already covering their bodies. Like two dancers having a blast on prom night, their tongues twirled and twisted against each other, moving freely in between connected oral cavities and brushing across wet walls.
"Damn Eighteen are you really asleep?" Asked Goku after managing to break the kiss for some fresh air.
Instead of responding, the cyborg quickly threw her arms around his neck in an inescapable lock. If that wasn't enough, she soon began slowly grinding her hips against his stiffening cock. Swaying back and forth, the unconscious blonde managed to get his mushroom head to go ever deeper, stimulating her sensitive insides in the process.
"Mmmmmph!" Moaned Eighteen shamelessly against her mate.
The Saiyan warrior was seriously questioning what had brought about this unwarranted change in behavior, with all evidences suggesting an outside force was at work. The ice queen was, for the lack of better words, even sluttier than Bulma had been in her teenage years, and he highly doubted one night of mating session would change all that. Furthermore, her movements were rather sloppy, not to mention robotic as if she's being controlled.
An unintentional glimpse at her nearly flawless neck gave Goku all the answers he needed. The only imperfection, the love mark he had bestowed upon her was glowing like a second sun. Acting like a separate organism, the cauterized scar radiated a strong ki that felt nothing like its cyborg host's artificial energy.
"Hey there little one," Said Goku finding the breathing room between kisses, "I'm pleased you are able to tap into Eighteen's dormant desires, but you really need to let her relax." Finished the Saiyan as he gently stroked the scar until it cooled.
"Damn, things will never be the same after this." Pondered the alien warrior aloud before his lover silenced him all on her own intuition.
Suddenly, surprised gasps began ranging from below. At first Goku didn't hear them, for his ears were solely reserved for Eighteen's muffled whimpers. The barely-audible noise soon developed into clearly distinguishable chatters; however, forcing the Saiyan to disengage from the make out session and check on the disturbance.
"Hey! What is that thing? It sure doesn't look like a normal cloud!" Said a worker pointing straight at them.
"No kidding, and I see it's got a spikey head!" Wondered another aloud.
"Y-yeah, and I heard strange cries coming from up there." Added the third spectator.
"W-what? A-a yellow cloud with head that screams? What is it? A monster? Like that Cell from years ago?" Asked a fourth pest showing clear traces of fear.
"No you idiots. I'm the one who saved you all from that second-class fighter." Thought Earth's savior holding onto his mate tighter.
For reasons unknown, Goku felt his Saiyan side awakening and with it, a strong urge to eradicate those lowly creatures who dared interrupting this sacred time. He had never felt so protective toward anyone thus far, not with his two dear sons and certainly not with their poor-choice of a mother. In fact, this sensation was far stronger than before he had claimed Eighteen as his woman. The glowing mark on her didn't help the situation either, seeing it flashed in alarm, sending unspoken words to its creator to take action.
"Ahh GOKU! Please!" Suddenly screamed his sleeping woman like a second warning as she clung onto him for her dear life.
Unable to resist the surge of killing intent, the Saiyan warrior, now wearing a feral expression, detached an arm from the blonde goddess and pointed the open palm at those unwanted guests. Soon, a golden orb began forming, its bright glare even outshining that of the sun. This elicited a cacophony of terrified cries from below, no doubt inspired by memories of Cell wreaking havoc.
Just when he was about to unleash utter devastation, another thought came to mind. At once, his hostilities faded and in its replacement, pity for the lesser beings.
"Phew! Almost pulled a Vegeta there." Said Goku lowering his hand as the energy dissipated. "Well I got news for you prince, I can control my Saiyan instincts way better than you can. You hear?" He yelled toward the skies in a declaration of sorts.
"Not to mention a more suitable husband for my mate." In a complete attitude change, the supposed lower class whispered gently into Eighteen's ears, causing her to purr in approval and her love bite ceasing its activity.
This change of heart obviously went unnoticed by his should-be dead victims though, seeing the mob had taken out a wide variety of shotguns, rifles, or other laughably harmless weapons.
"Now's our chance! We've gotta take him out while we had the chance!"
The mob opened fire but, as expected from a bunch of untrained commoners, missed the lovers by miles. This sorry sight made Goku let out a sigh of pity; all too glad he hadn't dirtied his hands over this pathetic display.
"Well love, I guess we'd better head back to Capsule Corp least someone else caught us." Whispered the Saiyan warrior into the blonde goddess's sensitive ears before ordering the nimbus back home.
The last thing those riotous onlookers saw before being blown away by shock wave generated from the flying cloud's acceleration was a blinding flash cutting across the sky.
Mere minutes later and the couple was now hovering above the familiar cityscape of West City. Despite having the domes of Capsule Corp in sight, the Saiyan warrior felt no relief as, well, he had no idea where his room was. To him, all those oval buildings and their squarish windows looked the same no matter how hard he squinted.
"Dammit, and the sun's almost right above us too." Groaned Goku as he glanced up at the star, noting how it was no longer the tiny dot creeping above the horizons.
A rare sense of unease set in as the thought of not just nobodies witnessing them, but their friends and even family members discovering this relationship still in its infancy downed on him. Countless possible outcomes emerged in his mind and the strongest fighter on Earth shuddered involuntarily, not wanting to deal with the consequences.
"Eighteen, hey babe wake up!" Whispered the Saiyan warrior against his new mate's ears, his hands rubbing across her sticky body drenched in dried sweat, trying to get a response.
"Mmm...Gokuuuuu...,"
To Goku's surprise, Eighteen purred as she snuggled closer to his broad chest, her filled pussy pressing harder against his increasingly bloated balls. This display of readiness made him let out a grunt, barely able to keep his primal side under control.
"Glad to hear you are awake sweetheart." Instead, the Saiyan opted to bit down on her earlobe, releasing all his pent up frustration on her delicate skin and earning him a lustful moan. "So tell me babe, do you know where our room's at?" He asked lips barely against hers.
"Mmm...yessss!" Again, she whimpered softly, eyes still closed but clearly spelling out an answer.
"Okay great, so where is it?" Asked Goku, his voice betraying the sense of urgency as the sunlight has completely illuminated their forms.
"Yessss, t-there!" Answered Eighteen, apparently giving him the direction.
"There? Where?" Inquired the Saiyan warrior all puzzled, not knowing where his woman was pointing at.
"Ohhh! Y-yes Goku! There, right there!" She moaned like a bitch in heat.
"Wh-...Oh damn!"
It was only then did Goku realized she had not been paying attention to what he was saying at all. No, his mate had wrapped both arms around his neck, her shapely hips impaling itself repeatedly against his stiffening shaft. If the Saiyan needed more proof, the mark on her neck was glowing akin to during their intimate session last night.
"Holy Planet Vegeta!" He cursed, not believing this cowgirl had beaten him to the fucking, riding him like her personal stallion.
The Saiyan looked up towards the heavens before chuckling aloud. "Now aren't you the insatiable slut?" He used the derogatory term endearingly, before suddenly bringing an open palm hard onto her ass cheeks.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Screamed the blonde goddess in a volume no lesser than Bulma's.
"Yup, definitely a slut alright." Commented Goku. Had it been mere days before, labelling her as such would've appalled him but now, the Saiyan warrior could find no better terms. It was as if his Saiyan blood had been truly awakened and the alien warrior refused to mince words.
"Fine, leave it to your man then, I shall find us the right entrance and then afterwards, I'll take good care of you, my personal, gorgeous slut!" He finished full of confidence.
Fortunately, after circling around the compound several times, the Saiyan warrior managed to find the tiny opening they had flown out of. Holding her tightly in his embrace while expertly dodging the many security cameras and sensors, he made them back successfully without triggering so much as an alarm.
Now back inside Eighteen's bedroom, the Saiyan nearly succumbed to his urges of throwing her onto the bed and fucking the sleeping beauty until she wakes up from pleasure. A quick glimpse at the clock told him they do not have much time before the house wakes up. Furthermore, their reflection from the mirror let him knew their appearance, let alone strong scent left little to the imagination, clothed or not.
"Fine, guess we'll go bathing together then." Said Goku without a sign of disappointment, knowing full well what opportunities awaited them.
Even as a being capable of godly feats, making it to the bathroom without arousing suspicion had not been exactly a cakewalk. Carrying his still cock stuffed mate in his arms and some hastily grabbed clothing slung over his broad shoulders, Goku sprang down the hallway, dodging even more sensors.
"Damn Bulma, just how much security does this place have?" Murmured the Saiyan warrior as he nimbly jumped over a row of cameras, performing a summersault in the air before landing gracefully with his woman in hand.
Next came a series of black and white tiles that must be navigated correctly without raising alarm. Once again, he was able to solve the puzzle by walking through them in the right order. This feat earned him a praise from the still sleeping Eighteen, who moaned out an erection-inducing "Mmm...that's my man!"
Now only a corner stood in the way of the Saiyan's goal, and he made a dash for it. Blood boiling and pulse quickening, he was all too eager to spend some more quality time with his blonde goddess.
"Hey, what's that?"
Right when he was about to emerge from the corner, the sight of a security guard caught his attention and the Saiyan quickly leapt up and out of sight. This was evidently too little too late; however, as the patrol let out a surprised gasp.
"You are getting sloppy." His lover whispered quietly into his ear as if knowing what had happened, to which he instinctively planted an apologetic kiss on her burning mark.
"Sloppy indeed, I should've sensed his ki." Thought Goku without making a sound. To his surprise, the blonde nodded in agreement, further raising suspicion their minds were connected somehow.
Even with his lightning-fast speed though, he knew it was too late to turn back now, especially not with all the monitoring devices blocking his retreat. Faced with either knocking out the pest or hide, the Saiyan chose to latch themselves onto the ceiling with his tail and hope for the best. Footstep by footstep, their pursuer inched closer until he was right beneath them.
"Oh please, just move on already!" Thought Goku holding Eighteen as tightly as possible.
As the Saiyan continued to dangle above, watching the clueless man inspecting everywhere by right above him, he couldn't help but grow increasingly impatient. Little did he knew this irritation would soon change to fear though, as he felt semen began flowing down her well-stuffed pussy and onto his shaft, eventually making its way down to his ball sac.
"No don't you dare my seed! Show me your Saiyan spirit and hang in there!" Prayed the Saiyan warrior quietly.
A sizable stream of his cum was now dripping down his dangling testicles, slowly making their way toward the patrolman's head. The milky white liquid shinning against the fluorescent light would've looked so erotic if it weren't for the dire consequence awaiting them. His Saiyan ancestors could attest the sheer amount of energy contained within his baby-birthing sperm would wreck havoc on a mere human's skull.
Just when his release was about to make contact, an idea suddenly came to the Saiyan and he fired a near invisible ki blast at a nearby wall. The resulting explosion was not enough to harm the structure, but it nevertheless caused an audible sound, enough to draw the man's attention. This clever ploy could not have come fast enough too, for the miniature waterfall barely missed its target by inches, leaving small sizzling pool where the pest's feet was.
Not taking any second chances, Goku immediately rushed them into the bathroom, locking themselves in a hurry when it was still pitch dark.
Once the automatic light turned out; however, all his built up irritations evaporated like smoke, for the bathroom in question was immaculately decorated. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all paved with white marble, giving off a sense of class. What really made Goku's blood running wild though was the circular Jacuzzi large enough for two to bathe together and perhaps, doing so much more as the Saiyan envisioned with glee. To further fuel his imagination was an enormous mirror nearby. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why such reflective surface was facing the tub.
"Damn Bulma, you sure know how to have fun." Cursed Earth's strongest fighter, his cock now fully erected and pushed against the tight confines of Eighteen's tender wall.
At that moment, it was barely possible to keep his Saiyan side in check, who wanted nothing more than to carry her over to the mirror and force her to bear witness to their intimacy. He could only imagine the facial expression she'd make, her crystal blue eyes glued onto the reflection of their naked bodies mingled together, unable to turn away despite how embarrassing it is. Perhaps he could make her scream so loud it would awaken Vegeta and Bulma too, a satisfying payback for taunting him with their love cries last night he thought.
"Oh...G-Goku, w-what are you thinking? P-please, no!" Begged the sleeping goddess seemingly reading his mind yet again, awakening a gentler side of the alien warrior.
"Fine, you win Eighteen, but eventually you'll learn to embrace all the pleasure I have to provide." Whispered Goku into her ears, not forgetting to bite down on her sensitive earlobe for good measure.
"Ahh, t-thank you Goku!" She screamed as if acknowledging him going easy on her.
Deciding not to waste any more time, the Saiyan warrior threw their clothes to a nearby sink then carried her over to the Jacuzzi carpeted by rosy red bath mat. Once inside with her sitting on his laps facing him, he turned on the water faucet by extending his bushy tail, never letting her go the entire time. Soon, the room was filled with white steam as hot water rose up to their chests.
Delicately as if dealing with a priceless heirloom, Goku brushed her wet locks aside to gaze upon her angelic face. Now that she had been properly marked, the silvery-haired beauty looked even more beautiful than ever. What's more, she radiated an agreeable energy, one bearing close resemblance to his own. A close sniff confirmed the change of her scent too. She smelt purer, more enticing, and definitely less like her muddied past. What was already a near flawless masterpiece, spoiled by a former best friend had finally been perfected, the wrongs righted.
The Saiyan warrior couldn't be more proud of himself.
As he continued to admire his handiwork, suddenly and without warning, Eighteen's eyes fluttered opened. This unexpected change halted the Saiyan, who was just about to claim her luscious lips.
"G-Goku? I-Is that really you?" Asked his angel in surprise at seeing the muscular hulk first thing upon waking up.
Goku could see the puzzlement in her expression. It was like the cyborg's mind was still lagging behind. Curiosity overtook his desire to get passionate and he decided to simply gaze back at her without saying anything. Painful seconds ticked by where the Saiyan was examined with the diligence of an investigator yet he remained perfectly still like some sort of reflection.
At last, the blonde let out a sigh burdened with disappointment. "But why of course this is yet another dream. I mean why would this time be any different?" She muttered dejectedly, lightly smacking her forehead.
Inwardly, the Saiyan was both amused yet saddened seeing her face drop. You could only imagine how close he was to breaking character when his marked mate turned to gaze upon him with watery eyes.
"You have no idea what crazy dream I had, my imaginary Goku. I dreamt that you came to my room last night, carried me up to the sky and, well...," She paused as she reached for her lover's face and began caressing his cheeks, her rosy cheeks blushing feverously. "And we bonded. No, we weren't just having sex, that's what Krillin did to me." She grimaced in distain at the sour memories.
"With you though, we were making sweet, sweet love." She stated, slender fingers trailing gingerly across his handsome features as if afraid to interrupt this "dream" she's having.
"Yes, you claimed me under the moonlight, made me yours, loved and filled me like no one else had ever since. If only Chichi was there to see how passionate you were, she would probably explode in jealousy." Eighteen chuckled and shook her head as if laughing at her own joke.
"But it's okay, it's just a sweet dream and you aren't really here." She continued full of grief, her delicate hand now exploring his chiseled body longingly. "That's right; this is all in my head. Once I wake up for real, you will disappear. Chichi won't blow up like she always does; everything will go back to normal like how they should." As she finished, tears were flowing freely across her pristine face.
Unbeknownst to her, the Saiyan warrior was having trouble maintaining his poker face. Every fiber of his being was telling him to hold her tight and fuck her good and proper, to pump her with pleasure until there was no doubt what transpired last night hadn't been a dream. Still, he kept his raging hormones under control, confident the best has yet to come.
"Before we part, let this poor woman feel you one last time, dream Goku." Finished Eighteen then, in a daring move, wrapped her arms around his muscular neck and sealed his lips with hers.
There was no gradual buildup, no teasing foreplay. No, she kicked it off with full intensity, her suckling of his mouth was frantic, her tongue gained entry and explored his oral cavity with unquenched lust, her teeth bit down on his lower lip as if she simply could not get enough of him.
On top of all these fiery actions, the Saiyan could sense tremendous suffering bottled up deep inside. Her tears stained mouth tasted salty and filled with unpleasant memories. Every drop that touched his tongue told a different story, played out in the Saiyan's mind in clarity never seen before. The one that made his blood boil with anger has got to be how his former best friend sought his angel out after the Cell Games, insisting that he had saved her life and deserved a reward. Other playbacks, ranging from her loveless marriage to unhappy and lonely home life all but confirmed the rumors surrounding the widow's miserable life.
"If he wasn't dead yet then I will have to off him myself! Yeah, you'd better hope you never get bring back to life little man!" Thought Goku, his body tensed with rage.
A peek at the burning love mark on her neck told the Saiyan his newfound telepathic power came from the gift he had given her. It brought him a tiny consolation, knowing they were joined by the soul at last. No amount of obstacles could separate them, not even Zen-oh himself as the Saiyan warrior quietly swore.
Back on the physical world, Eighteen finally detached her lips from his and leaned away from him. The dream kiss had felt strangely real, yet Goku had not moved an inch, confusing her.
"Well, you sure are stiff, even for a dream vision, Goku." Sighed the cyborg beauty, not knowing just how stiff the Saiyan's cock had gotten. "But I guess this will do. Thanks for the parting gift my handsome savior." She whispered before planting on last loving peck on his mouth.
"And what if I tell you this is not a dream?"
"Huh? Wha-!"
Before Eighteen could finish her thought, let alone the sentence, she was yanked over with such force the blonde would've cried aloud had it not been his lips capturing hers.
"Mmmmph!" Moaned the widow in shock. Head still dazed, all she wondered if the mind-consuming make out session too was all in her head.
"S-since when did this dream became so lewd? But it feels so good. Oh since when have I become so slutty?" She thought as his thrashing tongue sparred with hers, gradually dominating the saliva exchange.
As cyborg sat there on hips, gradually running out of breath to the point an internal warning going off; all she could do was return his affection. He had become her entire world, and her pent up lust simply would not allow retreat.
Besides, a particular spot on her neck was sending signals that made disobeying impossible.
The Saiyan warrior naturally read everything that passed through her brain and decided to test her resolve. Encircling his bushy tail around her petite waist and grabbing her head to lock her in place, he made escape impossible. Every once in a while, he would spank her ass or squeeze onto those nipples hard, making her waste what little oxygen she had as she whimpered in pain.
Still, she refused break from the kiss, caring not if she died from affixation nor her mind would melt away from the intensity. Slowly, her vision grew blurry and consciousness dimming yet she clung on, letting his hot tongue caress, stroke, and led hers in a sensual dance as one last memory.
All of a sudden, there was fresh air and before Eighteen knew, the heated embrace had ended.
"G-Goku?" Asked the panting blonde in confusion, almost disappointed her lover hadn't carried her past the threshold.
His only response was to brush several strands of wet, golden hair from her loving face. "Silly girl, do you really think a Saiyan would kill his mate?" Asked the alien warrior before planting a kiss on the proof of their intimacy, her bite mark.
"Ahhh!" Screamed Eighteen in ecstasy as a surge of energy coursed through her tired body, fully revitalizing the woman.
"Let me ask you again my mate, do you really believe I will kill you?" Demanded Goku, this time swirling his tongue all over the scar on her neck, leaving blobs of ki-filled saliva and making cute moans escape her mouth.
"Oooo, n-no Goku, not even in my wildest dream would you do that!" She admitted truthfully, unable to resist the electric pulses that shocked her from head to toes.
"Damn straight my sweetheart, and this is very real, not some dream, not some fantasy, but the reality." He whispered into her ears before suddenly sinking his canine teeth into her tender flesh, tearing it opened and injecting more ki into her.
All the blonde could do was screaming in a mixture of agony and pleasure. How could there be any doubts what had transpired last night to be anything but real, she wondered, especially with the Saiyan's life force flowing through her every vein? Speaking of energy, the cyborg beauty gradually became aware of another substance inside of her that's much more energy-rich than the ki he's been pumping through her neck.
"So you remembered?" Asked Goku before gradually lifting her ass up from him with his muscular tail alone.
At first, Eighteen experienced nothing but numbness and small frictions in between her legs. Soon though, her tender pussy started hurting as she literally felt her insides changing or rather, reverting back to its original shape. It was only then the well-fucked woman realized his huge, veiny shaft was inside her the entire time, sealing her womb up akin to a dam keeping the element of life inside. Now the plug had been removed; however, the Saiyan's semen started oozing out in droves.
"No way, how could anyone cum so much?" She cried out as a river of thick, creamy substance poured out of her vagina and down her thighs. The crystal clear tub water turned milky white in no time, its temperature rising to boiling point. When his mushroom head finally left her aching entrance, the jacuzzi had been redecorated with his energetic seeds swimming all around them.
"Yes way my marked mate. We Saiyans are a fighting, breeding race!" Declared the Saiyan warrior proudly, enjoying her priceless reaction as she blushed at the implication.
Deciding to tease her further, Goku caught a handful of hot jizz in his palm and shoved it into her luscious mouth. "Drink it up! You need the nutrition." Ordered the alien darkly, his serious tone left no room for debate.
Timidly at first, Eighteen began sucking on his fingers. Running her tongue over his digits, she lapped up his essence before swallowing them. The more she drank, the more comfortable she became and the more eager she consumed the white substance. True to his words, she felt the Saiyan's seeds rejuvenated her. All these, when coupled with the burning mark that sent an endless stream of signals into her system, made stopping impossible as she began bobbing her head in a ritualistic dance.
"Mmmmmm!" Purred the widow lustfully, licking his cum as if tasting a lollipop.
"That's it; you are learning fast my adorable sl-," The spikey-haired Saiyan nearly cursed aloud but thankfully caught himself in time.
"What?" Asked Eighteen wondering what he could mean.
Goku merely chuckled aloud before suddenly slapping her hard on the shapely hips, drawing out a cute scream. "Nothing sweetheart, just want to tell you that you sure learn fast my adorable, sexy sweetheart!" He fixed his phrasing quickly then rough spanked her reddening flesh again.
"Ohhhhh!" Moaned the blonde goddess in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
"Mommy! Mommy is that you? Are you hurting mommy?"
The single mother may be in heat, but she nevertheless still recognized the voice of her little girl coming from outside of the door. Her motherly nature immediately kicked in, overriding any sexual desires. At that moment, she could care less about the muscular hunk holding lovingly onto her naked, receptive body.
This change of her psyche naturally did not go unnoticed to her mate, who sensed everything through the cooling mark. In fact, the Saiyan even predicted when she's going to call out to her daughter and covered her mouth at the very last second.
"What a strong maternal instinct! She'll make an excellent for my children for sure but first, she must learn to love her man equally." Thought Goku both admiring and loathing the woman's strong will.
"Before you announce your presence babe, why don't we get, comfortable?" Said the Saiyan with a primal smile, determined to rekindle her lust.
Universe Seven's strongest warrior gave his mate just enough time to comprehend what was about to happen before lowering her down onto him. With his muscular tail wrapped around her waist and firm hands clasped on her hips, he had total say over the speed of the impalement and he took his sweet time dicking her. Inch by inch, his steely shaft parted her tight pussy and tested her limits. It was a deliciously slow affair that nearly made him groan aloud despite all his mental strength.
Eighteen fared little better as the unimaginable size of his veiny cock spread her sensitive walls far apart. She kept on asking herself how could such monstrous organ fit inside her, let alone stay docked inside the entire night.
'God damn, he's barely put this thing in and it's already more intense than all the sexes that bald bastard had to offer.' She thought as her system began to go haywire.
Knowing the horny Saiyan will not stop until he is balls deep; however, she clung onto him for dear life, her upper lips bit down onto her lower lips until she drew blood and fingernails leaving countless scratches on his muscular back.
"Ooooooooo!" At last, the blonde goddess couldn't help but let out a throaty moan feeling his erected pillar splitting not just her body, but consciousness.
"Mommy! I knew you are there!" She heard her daughter again but was in no state to answer, especially not when the love mark on her neck was glowing like a beacon, sending waves pleasure throughout her body.
After minutes of re-entry, during which knocks on the door kept resonating throughout the bathroom, at last his mushroom head reached the entrance to her wombs and his bloated testicles rested against her engorged pink folds. The lovers both let out a sigh as they gazed lovingly at each other. Despite the agony, it had felt so right.
"I think you should not let Marron worry any more sweetheart!" Whispered Goku into her ears before burying his face in between her mounds.
"Mmm...okay, but no big movements." Begged Eighteen meekly, her hands holding onto his head for support as he savored her tender flesh.
"Mommy please, are you alright?" Came Marron's voice again.
"Oh! Y-yes oh mommy's doing okay." Responded Eighteen to the best of her ability.
"Really? Are you hurting mommy? Is that why you were screaming? Should I go get Auntie Bulma?"
"N-no...ah! I-it's alright Marron, mommy's just...oh! Just relaxing that's ahhhh!" The mother said between, well, screams.
"Are you sure mommy?"
"Y-yes, yes mommy's sure." She managed out, her breathing heavy.
"Okay mommy. By the way, have you seem Uncle Goku? We tried looking for him everywhere but couldn't find him." Asked Marron innocently.
Eighteen was at a loss of words at how to respond. She looked down at the Saiyan, who had also stared up from the valley of her breasts. It irritated the blonde beauty how smug her lover looked, his smirk wide and devious.
"You'd better not tell her I'm inside you babe, I don't think she'll understand." Murmured Goku while nibbling on her saliva-coated chest. Lazy he might appear, but the Saiyan's acute hearing was tuned onto the dialogue.
"Sorry Marron, but mommy doesn't know where Goku is." Said Eighteen getting angry at her lover's teasing.
"Really?" Marron sounded unsure.
"Yeah liar!" Said the Saiyan darkly as he bit down on her nipples, applying just enough pressure that his canine teeth drew pain but not blood.
"Ohhhhh!" She screamed uncontrollably, her hands balled into fists, grasping onto his spikey hair. It wasn't just the torture hurting her either, but the mark seemed to have a life of its own as it radiated waves of biting cold.
"Mommy?"
"R-really Marron. Ohhh! K-know h-how clueless that Goku is, he's probably outside...ahhhh! Doing something s-stupid!" Yelled the mother powering through her the agony, putting all her frustrations into those cruel words.
"Okay mommy. Please meet us at the dining hall when you are done. We'll be waiting for you." Said Marron seemingly without a clue of what had happened.
The lovers waited until the little girl's footsteps faded in the distance before turning to one another. Suddenly, Eighteen slapped the grinning Saiyan hard across the face, putting all her energy and perhaps more into the strike.
"You bastard!" She yelled angrily, only to shudder in fear when the muscular alien turned to stare at her with a predatory gaze and savage grin.
"My my, that wasn't half bad Eighteen! You've actually managed to hurt me." Stated Goku, whipping off blood from the corner of his mouth. "You must have channeled some of my ki in that attack. Bravo!" He complimented earnestly.
"And just how the hell am I supposed to channel your ki stupid monkey?" Snapped the cyborg sporting a blush across her face, refusing to let him off the leash just yet.
The Saiyan cackled aloud, thoroughly enjoying her fiery temper. Instead of answering his mate verbally, the Saiyan pressed his lips against her glowing scar and ran his tongue over the closed wound in circles.
"Ahhhhhh! W-what is...ohhhhh! Is HAPPENING TO ME?" She wondered aloud, feeling her entire body heating up.
"That, my dear, is for you to figure out. But we have a breakfast to catch and so let's make this quick!" Was Goku's only reply before easily lifting her hips off him then plunging her down full force.
"Mmmmmph!" She let out a muffled scream as the Saiyan had captured her lips in time.
A carnal yet silent love making session ensued. Sealing her strawberry-scented mouth with his, Goku drowned out her cries as he lowered her onto him repeatedly. He would arch his hips upward to meet her half way, enjoying how she whimpered against him with each thrust, how her hot passage shook and moistened to his every thrust.
The Saiyan would spear her until their oxygen level ran dangerously thin, stopped his entry to let her breath, then started pounding her amidst another tongue thrashing kiss. He loved how tight she was, how her canal would literally revert back to its original shape whenever he withdrew himself. Yet despite the widow's obvious inexperience, her womanhood always parted as his cock demanded, letting him mold her to his image.
True to his words, Eighteen was on the verge of exploding within minutes as his slightly curving manhood hit all the right spots. Her cries got louder and louder until not even the Saiyan's tongue work could not drown her voice completely. The tub full of semen and water mixture had long evaporated, leaving Goku sitting on the dry surface, his upward hip motion creating a distinct thumping noise. They both knew by then time constraint or not, this heated intercourse had to draw to an end.
In one final thrust, the lovers came against each other, their love juices mingled against one another. Quivering uncontrollably, the blonde goddess's hungry yet limited vagina began ejecting the extra fluids and another pool of white liquid substance soon coated the tub.
"T-this r-really isn't a d-dream." She laid on top of her lover and panted heavily, her entire body felt exhausted but weightless.
"No, of course not my love so don't you dare question it." Stated the Saiyan holding onto her possessively, his lips already planting loving kisses all over her lovely face, gracing over her eyebrows, cheeks, forehead, and nose.
This amorous act filled the cyborg's stomach with butterflies and she purred dreamily, too tired to do anything else but enjoying his affection.
Afterward allowing themselves several more minutes of rest, the naked, cum-stained lovers turned on the hot water. Heavily calloused and scarred hands against silky smooth skin, Goku skillfully washed his mate with all the tenderness in the world. Everywhere his dexterous fingers went, tense muscles relaxed and aching joints healed. This pleasantly shocked the single mother, who couldn't believe the sexy beast who had just dominated her had been completely replaced by a gentle soul.
'Why these two extremes? Is the animal his true self? Or is it the gentleman?" Thought Eighteen as she looked into his reddish brown eyes but see nothing except kindness in them.
The widow returned the favor by thoroughly washing his muscle-bound body. Every inch of him was crafted to perfection and she felt like she was touching a god as her slender fingers ran down his broad chest to his chiseled abs and then even lower to his proud family jewel. Despite having already fired countless shots, the sheer size of him still intimidated her but the cyborg woman refused to back down. After all, she has a duty to perform.
Goku groaned in pleasure when he felt her small hand smearing soap all over his stiffening manhood. She was definitely not as shy as last night, he mentally noted, and was glad to see her maintaining his shift with determination. The Saiyan began imagining just how good it would feel for her to lick and kiss his organ, how fulfilling it must be when she eventually put it into her mouth. He almost made that happen too, as the temptation of forcing himself into her orifice was becoming unbearable.
"T-there, this should be all clean now." His mate's timid statement brought Goku out of his day dream, especially when she lightly squeezed down on his testicles and inadvertently sent another rope of cum flying at her.
"Oh my!" Gasped Eighteen, not expecting there were any more juices left in him.
"Here, let me help you love." Said Goku gently whipping the semen from her golden locks and face. She was just too adorable at that moment and the Saiyan simply couldn't bring himself to be rough.
"In time love, I'll claim all of you as mine!" He thought with a smirk while gently helping her up, enjoying how her shapely legs trembled uncontrollably, no thanks to their work out.
They exited the bathroom, hand in hand and fully clothed with him in his full body Gi and her in jeans and a T-shirt that revealed the love mark. While on their way to the dinning hall, the two passed by Eighteen's room and that's when she suddenly parted from him.
"What's the matter Eighteen?" Asked the Saiyan in surprise and anger that is starting to boil.
"I-I'm sorry Goku." Said his mate with great difficulty as for some reason, the mark burned with apparent disproval and she could almost taste the sense of betrayal in his voice.
"W-we may have something special, b-but ahh...t-the world is not ready to know it yet." She finished amidst pain.
Goku was still slightly pissed but could sense uncertainty and grief in her words. "Fine, I'll see you during breakfast then, don't be long." At last, he relented, but not before planting another kiss on her rosy cheeks.
As the tall, handsome Saiyan warrior walked away, all the widow could do was steeling her beating heart before entering her room. Eighteen felt lonely and cold all of the sudden, especially when she slipped on a black, turtleneck that covered the proof of intimacy on her neck.
"Sorry, I can't possibly risk you getting discovered, yet." Said the marked mate gently stroking the burning spot until it cooled.
Author's Note: And here's the new chapter. It took me quite a while since I was having trouble deciding what happens after Goku and Eighteen's first night. Hope you all liked it and feel free to comment away.