Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Experience is the Best Teacher ❯ Chapter 1

Experience is the Best Teacher

 “Hey Bulma?” called out Gohan. The woman in question entered through a nearby doorway to greet him.

“Gohan, this is a surprise. What brings you here?” she asked.

Gohan sheepishly put his arm behind his head. “It’s my costume. It kinda needs repairing,” he told her.

“Is that all?” she asked. “Shouldn’t be a problem. Just hand me your watch and I’ll get to work.” She stated.

“Thanks Bulma.” He then removed his transformation watch and handed it to her.

“Wait here a moment, and I’ll be right back,” on that note, she retreated to her lab and left Gohan alone on the sofa.

[A few moments later]

Bulma returned to find Gohan on the couch, though his mind appeared to be somewhere else and from the looks of things, he’d yet to realize her return. With an impish grin, Bulma slipped over to the couch and sat down next to him, her legs crossed.

“Ahem!” she cleared her throat making her presence known.

The startled young Saiyan turned to find Bulma sitting next to him on the sofa.

“Ah, Bulma! When’d you get back?” he exclaimed.

The blue-haired genius couldn’t help but giggle. “Geeze Gohan, you were looking pretty distracted just now,” she teased.

Gohan could only grin sheepishly.

“Soo uh, i-is my costume ready?” Gohan asked.

“Not yet,” she answered. “There were A LOT of holes in your suit so it may take a while. Speaking of which, how did your suit take that much damage?” she asked.

“Oh. Uh well, Videl and I were set to stop a bank robbery, and I may have tanked through all of their gunfire,” Gohan explained.

Bulma put a finger to her chin in faux contemplation.

“Well Gohan, I know you’re pretty much bulletproof, but what compelled you to do something like that?” she asked slightly leaning over to him.

“Well they had all their guns pointed at Videl, so naturally I went to shield her,” he answered.

“I knew Videl had something to do with it,” she replied. “Gohan, I swear, you’re such a white knight. Still, she’s pretty lucky to snag a guy like you.”

“You’re just saying’ that,” replied a bashful Gohan.

“Oh Gohan, don’t be so modest,” Bulma started. “You’re smart, you’re one of the strongest people on Earth, and you’re one of the kindest people anyone will ever meet. Any girl would be lucky to have you for a boyfriend,” she continued complimenting. As she listed each of Gohan’s positive qualities, she found herself inching closer and closer to him.

Gohan’s face was beyond beet red right now. He was used to being complimented, but never like this. He also noticed that Bulma was closer to him than before.

“Not to mention, you’ve got the looks to back it up,” as she said that, she shifted her body beside Gohan’s and gently put a hand to his cheek. “Any girl would be even luckier to have you for a lover.”

Gohan’s face was nigh blood red with all the blushing he was doing right now, though his expression shifted to a nervous, confused expression. “W-what do you mean by that?” he asked.

Bulma’s moved her hand from Gohan’s face to his chest. “Oh come on Gohan, are you telling me you’ve never been with a girl before?” she asked.

“N-no, not really,” he shakily answered.

“I could’ve sworn that you and Videl had plenty of fun together. How long have you two been dating now?”

“A-almost a year, but nothing happened…yet.”

Bulma let out a mischievous grin. “Oh? Well then I bet a handsome young man like you would like some experience.”

Gohan began sweating profusely. Not only from Bulma’s suggestive words and tone, but also from how close she was.

“A-a-actually, I just came to get my costume fixed, remember?” Gohan halfheartedly stated.

Ignoring him, Bulma pressed her body against Gohan’s and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his face closer to her own. Gohan’s body began heating up from Bulma’s actions. He could feel her breasts rubbing against his chest. 

Gohan opened his mouth to protest, but before he could get a word out, Bulma pressed her lips against Gohan’s in a deep kiss.

Lightly pushing Bulma away, Gohan was finally able to voice his objection.

“Bulma, what’re you doing!?” Gohan asked with alarm in his voice.

“Like I said, a young man like you could really use some experience,” she answered.

Before Gohan could say another world, Bulma slipped his vest off and lifted his shirt, revealing his toned and muscular torso. Lowering her head, she pressed her lips to his pecs and left a trail of light kisses.

“B-Bulma-!” The mature scientist pressed a finger to Gohan’s lip, shushing him.

“Gohan, just trust me,” she assured him.

Standing up, Bulma slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders and let the green piece of cloth fall to the floor, leaving the seductive scientist in a set of black lingerie.

Gohan’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets at the sight of Bulma in her sexy underwear. He hadn’t the mind to realize it, but Bulma had took notice of a curious bulge that appeared in Gohan’s pants.

“I take it you like what you see, Gohan,” Bulma seductively teased.

Confused at first, Gohan followed Bulma’s gaze and looked down. Noticing his arousal, he quickly attempted to hide it, by bringing his legs together and covering his crotch with his hands, coupled with an embarrassed chuckle.

Bulma got back on the sofa and climbed on top of Gohan’s lap straddling him. “Gohan, you don’t have to hide yourself,” she informed him.

Shifting her lap so that his manhood was poking against her vagina through her panties, she lightly thrust her hips forward and rubbed against Gohan’s bulge.

Gohan could only awkwardly fidget at the sexy scientist’s actions. Having a beautiful woman like Bulma in his lap like this was beyond attractive, for the hot blooded young man, but having her rub herself against his erection like this was making it really hard for him to contain himself.

Bulma could feel that Goha was enjoying her ministrations, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying it herself. Feeling Gohan’s dick poke against her entrance had made her damp. She wasn’t wet enough for it to show on her underwear, but she could feel herself getting wetter and even hornier.

The sounds of Gohan’s grunting in a futile attempt to hold himself back made Bulma think that it was time to up the ante. Reaching behind her, she unhooked the clasp to her bra and slowly pulled the cups down revealing her large breasts for Gohan to see.

Gohan was at a loss for any rational action right now. Being the first time he’d seen a woman in a state of undress, his only response was to stare at Bulma mouth agape, and his penis had started to twitch.

The bluenette beauty couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in making Gohan freeze like this. But the time for teasing was over, it was time for both of them to truly enjoy themselves.

Placing her arms under her breasts, showing them off even more for her young friend, she uttered a single command. “Gohan, touch me.”

Gohan was still mesmerized at the sight of Bulma’s boobs, but he had enough mind left in him to follow her command. Slowly reaching out, he placed both hands and Bulma’s breasts and lightly, but firmly squeezed them both.

‘Iyyaaah!’

‘They’re so soft!’

Bulma let out a soft pleasured moan as Gohan gradually squeezed Bulma’s breasts harder. Placing her hands on top of his, she motioned both their hands around in a circular pattern. Getting the message, Gohan proceeded to rub her breasts in the same manner, squeezing even harder.

‘Oh my, he’s actually not half bad at this,’ she internally mused. As Gohan continued to massage Bulma’s soft and heavy tits, Bulma could feel his erection grow even bigger through his pants and poke her vagina even harder.

Bulma could only let out soft gasps as she felt her body heat up even more at Gohan’s handling of her tits. Before she could even think of what to do next, she felt something brush against her nipple.

She looked down to see Gohan, his face level with her boobs. Before she could ask what he was doing, she let out another pleasured gasp as Gohan lightly kissed her nipple again.

Bulma was understandably surprised at Gohan’s sudden show of initiative. Gone was the timid teenage boy from earlier. The look in his eyes were that of a young man who was well invested in their little affair. Bulma decided to chalk Gohan’s sudden surge of ‘manliness’ to Saiyan instinct and let him continue.

Gohan gently bit down on Bulma’s nipple and firmly placed his lips around it and lightly sucked. This caused Bulma to let out a long set of moans as Gohan squeezed her free tit even harder.

The handling of her chest had caused Bulma to fidget in Gohan’s lap, effectively dry humping him. She would’ve loved to see if he could make her cum just from playing with her tits, but Bulma was feeling beyond backed up at this point. She wanted, no needed more, and she knew that Gohan felt the same way.

With a bit of effort, Bulma was able to finally separate Gohan’s mouth from her breast causing him to ask what was wrong.

Bulma answered by shoving Gohan to the side so that he was lying down on the sofa and positioning herself on top of him.

“So far Gohan, you’ve been doing a pretty good job, but let’s see how well your endurance is.”

Reaching below herself, she unbuckled Gohan’s belt and slowly pulled his pants and shorts down causing his fully erect member to spring out.

“My God!” Bulma exclaimed. “To think our little Gohan would grow up with such a large package.” She had expected him to be well endowed, but she wasn’t expecting him to be bigger than Vegeta, even if just by an inch.

Gohan chuckled nervously as that was a compliment he had never expected to hear from…well, anyone…ever.

Bulma decided to try something new and positioned herself to Gohan’s side. Taking his hand again, she then placed it on her dampening panties.

“B-Bulma!”

The woman in question merely flashed him a smile and placed her free hand around Gohan’s shaft.

“This time Gohan, let’s make each other feel good,” she stated. Moving her hand up and down Gohan’s length, she began stroking him at an even medium pace.

Gohan instinctively groaned and thrust his hips forward as Bulma started jerking him off. It felt nice, really nice. He wanted to enjoy this sensation for as long as possible and just let Bulma continue her actions. He was brought back into the moment when he felt Bulma take his hand again and slip it inside her panty.

Gohan’s hand was nearly shaking as his fingers briefly came into contact with Bulma’s moist womanhood. Moist is putting it lightly however as she was wet enough to leave his fingers completely drenched when he instinctively pulled his hand back.

Bulma was starting to get irritated at Gohan’s hesitant nature. Though he had shown signs of wanting to really get into this earlier, she had to remember that this was his first time, so she really couldn’t blame him for being nervous. Assuring him it was okay, she took his hand and slipped it inside her panties all the way this time.

With a renewed sense of confidence, Gohan rubbed his fingers against Bulma’s lower lips eliciting a loud moan of approval from her upper lips. Gohan continued to rub Bulma’s vagina until he found a comfortable pace. As he kept up his actions, Bulma proceeded to stroke Gohan harder and faster.

The two continued their mutual masturbation for a good while. Gohan’s cock had began leaking and dripped onto Bulma’s hand. Using the fluid as a makeshift lubricant, Bulma coated his cock with his own pre-cum and was able to stroke Gohan even faster.

As Bulma jerked Gohan at full speed, the young Saiyan hybrid brought his fingers up to the top of Bulma’s pussy and rubbed against a small bump. When he touched it, Bulma let out a surprised yelp and twitched, briefly releasing her grip on Gohan’s shaft.

“Bulma, are you alright!?” Gohan worriedly asked.

“I-I’m fine Gohan,” she assured him. “You just touched a really sensitive spot.”

“S-sorry,” he said weakly.

“Oh Gohan, you don’t have to apologize,” she replied. Bulma quickly removed herself from Gohan’s body and stood up again, facing away from him.

 As Gohan sat up, three things filled his mind: confusion, curiosity, and anticipation. He didn’t know what was coming next, but he was eager to see what.

“In fact…” Bulma proceeded to grasp the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down her long creamy thighs leaving her completely naked. Bending over she made sure Gohan got a nice, full view of her backside. Eagerly wanting to see his reaction, she tilted her head to try and see behind herself and boy, what a sight it was.

Gohan’s penis was flat out twitching, and the look on his face was the most priceless expression of sexual shock she’s ever seen before. Not wanting to let him rest, she stood up straight again and looked behind her, swaying her hips.

“…I want you to touch it even more.”

This time, Bulma positioned herself on top of him, but facing away from him. Bending forward, she had his dick sticking up directly in her face and her crotch hovering above Gohan’s.

Taking the initiative, she grasped Gohan’s dick and lightly stroked him again, but this time, she lightly brushed her tongue around the tip of his manhood.

Gohan’s whole body began to shake. The sight of Bulma’s fully naked body was nearly enough to make Gohan pass out from shock alone (he is Chi-Chi’s son), but he was able to keep his wits end just in time to feel Bulma shift from licking the tip of his cock to lightly sucking it instead.

Remembering Bulma’s earlier request he grabbed her hips and pulled her so that her vagina was perfectly level with his face. Mimicking his earlier actions, Gohan rubbed two fingers against Bulma’s drenched lips, causing her to moan out her approval.

Bulma wasn’t about to let Gohan out do her, and took his cock even deeper in her mouth, sucking even harder and stroking a bit faster.

Gohan let out a loud deep groan as Bulma’s blowjob got even more intense. Deciding to match her eagerness, Gohan used his two fingers to spread Bulma’s pussy open and proceeded to stick his tongue inside.

Bulma gasped as she felt Gohan’s tongue brush against her inner walls, and her legs began to quiver. She hadn’t expected Gohan to use his mouth, though if his earlier tit-sucking was anything to go by, she shouldn’t have been surprised.

Pleased with Bulma’s reaction, Gohan pulled his tongue out and replaced it with his two fingers, pumping them in and out at a fairly fast pace. Bulma gasped in time with his thrusts as she instinctively bucked her hips to match his pace.

Not fully satisfied, Gohan put his mouth to work again and brushed his tongue against a familiar looking ‘bulb’. This caused Bulma to attempt to close her legs together, and grip Gohan’s dick tighter.

No giving her a chance to rest, Gohan spread her legs open with his free hand and licked Bulma’s clit again.

Bulma’s entire lower body was trembling. Being eaten out and fingered was one thing, but getting her clit orally attacked was just too much for the sexy scientist. Wanting to return Gohan’s actions 10-fold, she proceeded to play her last card and wrapped her full tits around the length of Gohan’s shaft.

Gohan paused at the soft feeling around his penis. Not wanting to get distracted though, he clamped his lips completely around bulma’s sensitive nub and sucked while his fingers thrust in and out of her dripping wet core at a faster speed.

Bulma fiercely squeezed her breasts around Gohan’s shaft and rubbed them up and down while taking what she could deep inside her mouth.

The two kept up their lustful actions until Bulma could feel her pleasured end nearing. Gohan’s oral pleasuring of her clit was too intense for her to hold back for long, but she was determined to make him finish first.

Moving her tits even faster up and down Gohan’s length, she could feel him twitching and knew that he was close to climaxing.

Gohan had done his best to hold himself back up to this point, but could feel himself slipping. Not wanting to leave Bulma feeling unsatisfied, he sucked her clit even harder and dingered her even deeper, using his free hand to keep her pussy spread nice and wide.

‘I’m gonna cum! Gohan’s actually gonna make me cum!!’

Between Bulma’s blow/tit job and Gohan’s licking and fingering, it became too much for either of them to take.

“Go…GOHAN!!!! AHHH!!!”

Bulma was the first to climax as she forcefully closed her legs together, trapping Gohan’s face. Her vagina clamped down on Gohan’s fingers and began dripping a stream of hot, sexy nectar onto his face.

Gohan released immediately after with a hard thrust of his hips and a fierce yell, blowing his load of white hot seed onto Bulma’s face, tits and stomach.

‘Wow. There’s so much of it,’ Bulma thought surprised. Through some light panting, Bulma sat up and turned to see Gohan passed out, breathing deeply, but not too hard.

“Hmmhmmm, guess that was too much stimulation for him.” She said aloud. ‘Although, I kind of wish he had stayed conscious so then I could really show him how to pleasure a woman,’ she mentally added.

Scooping up her discarded clothes, she ultimately decided that this was probably for the best.

“Hmmm, it’s probably better this way. After all, I wouldn’t want to rob Videl of the honor of deflowering our innocent little Saiyan.” Shooting the unconscious Saiyan a wink, she quickly rushed back to the lab to check on Gohan’s costume.

With any luck, he’d think the whole thing was just a dream when he wakes up. A dream that she’ll be happy to tell him came true…when the time is right.