Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Her Not-So-Charming Prince ❯ Chapter 8
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 580 | Visits: 468 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 580 | Visits: 468 | Status: Completed
Vegeta awoke from sleep and looked around him. 'Something is not right.' He looked beside him and noticed she was gone. He got up from the ground and began to search. 'Where is she?'
"This kiss, this kiss..." Vegeta headed toward the soft female voice. "It's the way you love me..." Vegeta walked a few feet before coming across a lake, where Bulma was bathing. Vegeta stood in awe as the moonlight reflected off Bulma's pale skin, making her glow. She turned to look in his direction and his breath caught at the sight of her perfect breast. Her breast were c cups and her nipple sat at attention from the cold night. "Vegeta," she whispered, beckoning his with her hand. He took off his clothes and approached the water. Bulma swam to meet him half way, her face blushing a bright red as she captured his right hand. "Vegeta," she whispered again before kissing his bloddy hand.
"How?" he breathed out. Bulma shrugged.
"I don't know." Vegeta pulled her close and kissed her, her soft lips melting into his. They stood like that for what seemed like hours before parting for breath. His hands slowly slide up her cool skin toward her breasts. His hands teased the nipples into harder nubs. "Ohhh," she moaned reaching her arms around his neck. "T-that feels g-gooood." Vegeta bent his head down and took the left nipple into his mouth, tracing it with his tounge, causing Bulma's body to spasm. Bulma tugged on his flame, tugging as close as she could. The pleasure was unreal. She had never felt this need for anyone.
"B-Buma," Vegeta groaned as he took the right nipple into his mouth while massaging the other one. He continued this for a minutes before his left hand traveled down her stomach and into the water around them. His finger found her pussy and began to rub her erotically, causing her to whimper. Turned on more he stuck one of his fingers into her.
"V-Vegeta," she whimpered as he stuck in another finger. "Please," she begged, even if she was unsure of what she wanted him to do. Vegeta pulled her to shore and slide down to her before sliding his tounge into her. Bulma's body twitched and writhered. She scratched his back and pulled at his hair as the orgasim hit her full on. Vegeta kissed her and postioned himself above her. She looked down at his manhood and back at him. "Can I touch it?" Vegeta looked shocked before nodding. She reached out and touched the tip causing him to moan. She looked up at him. "Did that hurt? I'm sorry."
"Hai, but only for you," he craoked. "Bulma, this may hurt." Bulma nodded before Vegeta slid himself into her. The moon watched as the young lovers came together several more times that night before callapsing next to each other.
Bulma looked fondly at the tiny bundle in her arms. Vegeta looked over her shoulder and grunted.
"He has lavender hair, like a girl." Bulma smacked him with her free arm.
"My dad had lavender hair when he was young so shut up!" Bulma smiled at her son. "Trunks, you look just like your father."
Vegeta just grunted, but he smiled down at his son and mate. 'I truely do love this Onna, even if I would never tell her that.'
"This kiss, this kiss..." Vegeta headed toward the soft female voice. "It's the way you love me..." Vegeta walked a few feet before coming across a lake, where Bulma was bathing. Vegeta stood in awe as the moonlight reflected off Bulma's pale skin, making her glow. She turned to look in his direction and his breath caught at the sight of her perfect breast. Her breast were c cups and her nipple sat at attention from the cold night. "Vegeta," she whispered, beckoning his with her hand. He took off his clothes and approached the water. Bulma swam to meet him half way, her face blushing a bright red as she captured his right hand. "Vegeta," she whispered again before kissing his bloddy hand.
"How?" he breathed out. Bulma shrugged.
"I don't know." Vegeta pulled her close and kissed her, her soft lips melting into his. They stood like that for what seemed like hours before parting for breath. His hands slowly slide up her cool skin toward her breasts. His hands teased the nipples into harder nubs. "Ohhh," she moaned reaching her arms around his neck. "T-that feels g-gooood." Vegeta bent his head down and took the left nipple into his mouth, tracing it with his tounge, causing Bulma's body to spasm. Bulma tugged on his flame, tugging as close as she could. The pleasure was unreal. She had never felt this need for anyone.
"B-Buma," Vegeta groaned as he took the right nipple into his mouth while massaging the other one. He continued this for a minutes before his left hand traveled down her stomach and into the water around them. His finger found her pussy and began to rub her erotically, causing her to whimper. Turned on more he stuck one of his fingers into her.
"V-Vegeta," she whimpered as he stuck in another finger. "Please," she begged, even if she was unsure of what she wanted him to do. Vegeta pulled her to shore and slide down to her before sliding his tounge into her. Bulma's body twitched and writhered. She scratched his back and pulled at his hair as the orgasim hit her full on. Vegeta kissed her and postioned himself above her. She looked down at his manhood and back at him. "Can I touch it?" Vegeta looked shocked before nodding. She reached out and touched the tip causing him to moan. She looked up at him. "Did that hurt? I'm sorry."
"Hai, but only for you," he craoked. "Bulma, this may hurt." Bulma nodded before Vegeta slid himself into her. The moon watched as the young lovers came together several more times that night before callapsing next to each other.
Bulma looked fondly at the tiny bundle in her arms. Vegeta looked over her shoulder and grunted.
"He has lavender hair, like a girl." Bulma smacked him with her free arm.
"My dad had lavender hair when he was young so shut up!" Bulma smiled at her son. "Trunks, you look just like your father."
Vegeta just grunted, but he smiled down at his son and mate. 'I truely do love this Onna, even if I would never tell her that.'