Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dear Forum ❯ Dear Forum ( Prologue )

Standard Disclaimer : I do not own DBZ or any of the characters within.

My Disclaimer : This story exists only for the sex. If you don't like that kind of stuff, don't read it. This is the last warning.

OK, this is how it works. I took the Penthouse/Playboy approach, but what you're getting is a lot more descriptive. Otherwise, where's the story? Also, I wrote it not only in Vegeta's perspective, but you get to read it as a work in progress. His thoughts as he writes are in :: ::. As far as word choice? It's not supposed to be a turn on, it's supposed to make you chuckle. At least, I hope it does. I was a little rushed. I hope it's passable. This was written on a friend's request. This one is for the Nips.

"Beauty in the Booth"

I've always considered myself ::a Stud:: a decent looking guy and I recently had quite an experience that I'd like to ::brag about:: share with your readers. I had gone out to a nightclub with some ::retards:: acquaintances which is an activity that I do not normally enjoy. It had proven to be a very ::lame:: normal night as the regular crowd congregated on the lighted platform serving as the dance floor. I looked on for a short time at the flailing figures before I became extremely bored and decided to get my jollies off on one of the video games located in a secluded corner of the establishment.

As I reached down to insert the coin, I caught sight of a very feminine, platform sandaled-foot situated directly next to mine. Sweeping my gaze up to inspect the rest of the body, I found my ::ahem:: interest piqued. Staring seductively back at me was the most mouth-watering little morsel I had ever laid eyes on. She was dressed in a short, flimsy, rainbow hued frock whose thin straps looked as if they were about to pop. Her hair was the most unusual shade of blue ::puffed out like a fucking cat who'd been rubbed by a rubber ball:: in a very interesting style. Her glossed lips were slightly parted as she smiled at me and I could tell just by looking at her that she was the type that ::swallowed:: wouldn't take `No' for an answer. I managed to keep my gaze locked on hers when I felt something brush against my thigh. When I finally looked down at my pant leg ::damn I look good in blue:: her crimson tipped fingers where working their way slowly towards my love muscle.

When I lifted my head once again and stared into her blue eyes, she tilted her head back and focused her gaze on my mouth, resting her other hand on my chest just under the collar of my shirt as she leaned into me. She breathed out a heavy sigh and her tongue darted out, tracing a hot trail around my lips. It was at that point that she told me she wanted to play with my joystick, but she didn't have a quarter. I couldn't believe that this was happening ::so early::. The night was still quite young and there were plenty of other chances for me to get my groove on if need be. But as my eyes traveled down her slender yet deliciously curvaceous figure, she certainly had the nicest set of cans I had ever seen, and she was certainly offering me an invitation that I would have to be ::Kakarott:: stupid to turn down. Without hesitating, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to me, leaning down and running my tongue over the rim of her ear, before lapping and sucking at the sweet, tender flesh just behind it. She squealed when I lightly bit down on her earlobe, practically purring as I lowered my hand and began to massage her firm, little ass.

After several minutes of sweet indulgence, I pulled away to see her standing there quite dazed and I had to admit to myself that I was extremely ::talented:: turned on. When she finally looked back up at me, her eyes were glazed over with desire, and she wasted no time in grabbing my hand and leading me to a small booth of some sort with an `out of order' sign tapped on to it.

Once we were inside, she closed the small curtain and leaned on the opposite wall, pulling my much larger frame to hers. Our tongues tussled for several minutes while she unbuttoned my shirt and pants. She trailed two fingers down my chest and abdomen, following my happy trail until she took a firm ::extremely firm:: hold on my now fully pumped cock. I couldn't contain my groan of amusement when I heard her let out a gasp of alarm at my size. It was then that she pulled away from our oral battle to look down at the little warrior standing at attention in her soft, capable hands.

She shot me a coy smile as she slowly licked her lips and planted a hot, wet one on my neck. She wasted no time as she made her way down my body, going slow enough to drive me absolutely fucking crazy with every little flick of her talented tongue. Her fingernails grazed my hips as she delved down past my belly button, moving around to grip and knead my ::don't write firm, it will make me sound gay:: firm backside. She let out a little chirp as she continued with her ministrations and I knew that she was enjoying this just as much as I was. I had to admit, it was quite a ::fucking tease:: rush. I had been with my fair share of women ::well, females at least:: but I had never had the experience she was about to treat me to. My fingers twitched against the wall as I braced myself, looking down, unable to tear my gaze away from what she was about to do. Watching her as she squatted down, holding my throbbing shaft in her beautiful hands, it was almost too much. I watched in fascination as she quickly licked the tip, biting my lower lip at the sensation of heat, then cool as she gently blew on it. She repeated this tease a few more times until she finally circled her hot tongue around me, engulfing a little more of my erect member with each pass. In that first assault she managed to slide my entire length into her eager mouth, sucking with torturous pressure as she slowly withdrew. In all of my experience, nothing had ever felt quite this pleasurable, and I couldn't help but release a groan of sheer pleasure. She must've known she had me ::the little cunt:: and I was at her complete mercy as she clamped down once again and continued her attack with even more vigor.

I knew I couldn't take it much longer, the sensations were all too new, but completely welcome. My arms shook and my eyes slid closed, as I was no longer able to watch her suck me off like some delectable lollipop. My body shuddered as I felt that all too familiar tingle centering in my groin and working its way down my limbs. I nearly jumped out of my suit when I felt one of her hands work it's way up towards my ass, one of her fingers sliding in. I opened my mouth to protest when she pressed against the delicate skin, and to my ::absolute horror:: complete amazement the act only served to heighten my impending orgasm.

I groaned loudly as I came, and to my delight, the sweet little thing in between my legs sucked down and swallowed every last drop hungrily. As she stood, she began to stroke my length firmly, working me back into a ready state. My eyes were still clamped shut and I released a ragged breath when she grabbed my still tender flesh. She moved her mouth along my jaw-line until she reached my ear, where she told me she wanted me to fuck her. I smirked when she made her confession. I wasn't about to ::kiss her:: turn her down.

I grabbed her legs just behind the knees and pinned her against the wall with my full weight. She was quite ::flexible:: accommodating in the little bit of space the small booth provided, and she quickly wrapped her legs around my torso. Sliding my hands under her dress, I quickly tore off her undergarments. I was quite ready and growing impatient when I felt myself tunneling through the softness of her bunny patch. She was definitely in for a bush whacking.

And that's exactly what she got. I'd never been with a woman that was this ::loud:: responsive. Her ::mouth:: body was incredible, squeezing and urging me to make my deposit inside of her. I obliged her, but only after making her pant and moan with delight. She ::begged:: asked me after all, and I wasn't about to disappoint her. When we finally emerged from the little booth, I asked if I could buy her a drink. Needless to say, we hadn't quite finished our first before we hurried out, on our way to her place. I could tell she was quite anxious ::and who could blame her?:: to get me home. But that's another story…

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Well, that's it. If you'd like to leave a review, I'd be interested in hearing your opinion, especially now that you must think I am some kind of pervert. With the news that `the other site' will be getting rid of NC-17 stuff, I'll be making the slow trek over I suppose. Anyway, I hope you liked it. Take care.

RM