Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I spy ❯ I spy ( Chapter 1 )

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I spy with my Sayian eye

(A/n: This is told through Pan and Bra's p.o.v. It's what happens when you get two bored Sayian girls and mix in a childhood game...lol..that I actually played when I was young. Contains OOC, some PWP, MxM yaoi, not really incest just seeing your sibling naked....I promise it's not bad, and mutiple pairings turn back now if you're not into that sorta thing. For all others....ENJOY!!)

"So what do you wanna do?" I ask my blue haired cohort.
" I dunno, what do you want to do?" she replies fingering through the latest in 'IN' fashion magazine.
" HEY that's not fair! You can't answer a question with a question. Besides I asked you first," I huff out frustrated. I don't think I have ever been this bored before.
" All's fair in Love and War my friend," Bra mumbles, her attention firmly glued to a magnificent dress that probably costs at least ten thousand dollars. Oh how nice it is to be rich, and without a care in the world. I don't want to sound bitter, it's nothing like that. I pride myself on the fact that I earn everything, I pay for my own clothes, my own car, my own everything.
"you dolt, we're not in love nor at war, so prey tell WHAT are you talking about?"
Looking at the sun rays gently filtering through the blinds, it's a perfect day, and I am stuck inside. Stuck with Bra, again I say this at the risk of sounding like a uber-bitch, but she and I are polar opposites. Her with her fashions and make-up, me with my sparring and bandanas. But, in this like so many others, opposites attract. Hence the reason Bra and I are best friends, there's something endearing about the little blue haired Imp princess. People tend to judge her by social standing standards and first appearances, but believe me when I say she is nothing what people think about her. She is quite certifiable.
"Oh pretty," she squeals looking at a newer more pricey dress. Okay maybe I will take back that nice stuff I said about her not being superficial. Looking up from the magazine, here eyes all glittery and big, "I know what we can do today. Lets go SHOPPING!"
"I can feel all the color drain from my face, "NO! Anything but that Bra! I have enough clothes and I don't need anything else. Nor do I want anything else," I squeak out. Hoping she will get the message I really don't want to have to beg. Never again will I go shopping with her. Once was more than enough in this lifetime. twelve hours of non-stop shopping. Bra may not have physical strength of a Sayian, but damn sure makes up for it in stamina.
Bra's head wipes up from the magazine, balking at my little speech. "WHAT? You, my dear Pan, can NEVER have too many clothes. There must be 'something' you'd want to buy, isn't there?" She tries so hard to change my mind. Like I said little blue Imp, she hates it when I call her that.
"No, not really. Do you want to go out and Spar with me?" Let's see how she answers this one, although I already know.
Falling off the bed, a full out anime style drop dead bang to the floor, she yells from somewhere in the vicinity of the floor, "WHAT KINDA QUESTION WAS THAT?" Pulling her dainty little self up, she gives me the ultimate in Vegeta Death Glares. "You KNOW I am not a fighter Pan!" Grasping her a bit too large chest in a dramatic pose, " I am a lover not a hater!" Oh give me a break, she's too much today.
"Well then, now that you've found some hidden passion, you know how much I hate shopping." I tell her plainly. "You a lover not a hater, where do you come up with this shit?"
Crawling back onto the massive bed, struggling she says, "I don't know. My mouth just opens up and the shit fall out."
Laughing hard, I try and speak, "Oh Bra, you can sure say that again!"
"So...what do you want to do?" She asks like nothings important.
"Bra, we went over this. I don't know, you don't know." I tell her, as I finish the last word the proverbial light bulb went on in my head. "I got it. Let's go terrorize your brother. We still need to get back at him for last weeks camping trip. He will pay dearly for the squids in the sleeping bag prank."
Mentally and Physically shivering, she replies, "Oh Kami Pan, that was WAY gross. You're right we should pay them back for that little stunt, but what to do? It has to top Goten and Trunk's."
"Well, here's a start, where are they?"
"Um, I don't know. Daddy went out to spar with Goku and he's not back yet. Mama is at work. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him at all today."
"Hmmm, that could prove to be an issue. We can trick them if we can't find them. Well I guess we could plan it, then launch our diabolical scheme later. So whatcha got in mind?" I ask her hatching up some of my own ideas.
"Hehehe well, we could brake into Mama's Lab and 'borrow' the sedative she gives Daddy when the full moon comes around. Then dress them up like girls, make- up and all, shave their heads," Grinning like a mad man now, she rubs her hands together slowly, "And then to top it, take pictures. LOTS of pictures. Be sure to give some to Daddy to make sure he knows that Trunks was bested by the Princess of All Sayians!"
Gulping at the sheer horror of the outcome, I tell her," Um, Bra, honestly if we do that just think of the consequences. Their wraith will be tremendous. Maybe we should think of something a little smaller, something that won't leave permanent damage."
"Permanent damage?" she asks quizzically.
"Yes, just think of what Trunks will look like after Vegeta gets done with him!" I laugh out loud, and mentally picturing in a dress and a fuming Vegeta chasing him. "Besides I don't think Trunks can run to fast in a dress."
"What are you talking about?"
" Nothing," I sigh out, sometimes I think she was born blond and then dyed her hair. "We could find them, tail 'em, and scare the ever livin' shit outta 'em. You know how much Goten boasts about not being able to be 'scared'. I don't know about you, but wouldn't it be great to have blackmail pictures of the two of them with white faces and tweaked out expression."
"OH YES! Pan you're a genius. It's perfect. So how should we 'scare' them?" She's practically jumping up and down on the king size bed. If she's not careful she's gonna eat the rug again.
"Well lets find them first, then we can plan according to their surroundings. Now to only find them...."
"Hey, daddy always knows where everyone is, lets go and ask him." Bra says brightly.
"Okay then, where's Vegeta?"
"Um, some where in the desert with Goku. Oh poop, this isn't going to work either," she says glumly.
" I have an idea," jumping off the bed, grabbing my cell phone I punch in the numbers I want. It rings twice then a deep voice picks up. "Hi papa, it's me Pan."
"Hi honey, what's up having fun with Bra?" he asks cheerfully.
"Yeah, can you do me a favor?"
"Anything pumpkin." Oh, how I hate when he calls me stupid pet names like pumpkin and sweet-pea. I am eighteen years old, and an adult SAYIAN woman, not some variety of vegetable.
Gritting me teeth, I ask in a sickly sweet voice, "Do know where Goten is?" I know, I know you're wondering where is my respect. I call Goten by his name by his request, besides he is more of a friend then an uncle any ways.
"Hang on a minute," he says as the line goes dead.
"Are you there Papa?" I ask wondering if he hung up on me.
"Right here hun, he and Trunks are fishing in the forest. Why do you need to know where he is? You're not going to spar are you?" Gohan asks in that stern father voice.
"No Papa, not that," I assure him. After the last time I went 'sparring' with those two I had two broken ribs and a fractured leg. Papa was NOT happy, but it was my fault. We were in the air and I caught a Ki blast and lost concentration and fell out of the sky. A nice rock formation broke my fall. Since then Papa has been a little weird with the idea of me sparring with the boys unless an 'adult' was present. I don't know if you would count Grandpa an adult though. "I gave Goten twenty dollars last week and I want him to pay me back. Bra and I are going to see a movie tonight." I really hate lying through my teeth to my father, but quoting the Drama Queen herself, All's fair in Love and War.
Another thought occurs to me, "Hey! How did you know where to find them?"
"Telepathy darling. It's not really that hard I could teach you if you want to learn," he tells me. DAMN, so that's how he always knows where to find me. That could be a nifty trick to learn. "Anything else you need Pan?"
"Nope, thanks Papa see ya later."
I shoot a grin to Bra, it quickly turns to one of shock, the crazy girl is jumping up and down madly mouthing 'sleep over'. "WAIT papa?" I yell into the cell phone hoping to catch him before he hangs up.
"Still here," he confirms he is still on the other end.
"Can I sleep over Bra's house? I don't know what time the movie lets out and I don't want to drive home in the middle of the night."
"Not a problem you two have fun them, as long as it's alright with Bulma," he says with a chirp in his normally even voice. I know what he is thinking. No Pan, and a whole empty house with a good lookin' Videl. Cringing at the thought, I am glad I can get out some nights, they maybe older now but they are still very.....active.
Jumping across the bed, snatching my phone from my hands faster than lightening, "Hi Gohan, it's Bra. Mama won't mind at all, we can do a make over tomorrow morning and go to breakfast it will be great. A total girls only thing." Boy, can she lay it on thick, doing it so it sounds genuine. Oh, she's good that little blue Imp.
"Okay Gohan, will do...yup...yup...okies. Goodnight. I'll tell her, see ya later," she finishes, closing the cell phone.
"You are too good. You can lay that shot down thick and even. So what now?"
" Well I am the Princess of all Sayians, and Gohan is half Sayian so it's only natural he listens to me," she says with an air of pride and arrogance. "As for the boys, remember the game we used to play when we were small? The eye spy one?"
"Yeah, sheesh Bra we haven't played that one in a while what do you propose?"
"A good game of I spy with our Sayian eyes, something that begins with a G and a T," she says proudly.
"That's a great idea, lets go!" I say jumping up and practically bolting to the doorway.

Running out of the house, we stop mid stride on the front lawn, "Hey Bra, should we drive or just fly there?" I ask her, closing my eyes, enjoying the warm sun on my face and the gently breeze playing with my long hair. Yes, I finally decided to grow it out. Not because I want to be a girl or anything, just wanted a change is all.
"Um Pan, I don't know how to fly," she says too quietly. Perhaps a little ashamed at the thought, given I learned how when I was like two.
"Not a problem, lazy Sayian, you can 'piggy' back me," I say noticing the squishiness of her face, here comes the rejection and baby fit. " Before you object, here me out. It will be dark soon, and I want to get to them before it falls. If we try to get them after dark there's a good chance they could turn this whole scenario on us."
"Oh that's true. Okay fine then, but only for the sake of time," she huffs out, not liking loosing any type of battle. Cracking a invisible whip, she drawls, "Bend over my faithful steed!"
Whacking her hard on the arm, I shout, "You shit head, listen to me, I am NOT your horse nor am I a 'steed'. Steeds are males and as much as you like to deny it for me, I am FEMALE!" Glaring at her snickers, I drop to one knee, "get on."
"Alright grumpy pants," she bitches light heartedly at me. Climbing onto my back wrapping her arms around my neck and pinching her legs around my hips.
"Bra! Get your hands outta my eyes...wait wait...get 'em ouf my mouf...AH that's my tit!" I scream, "Can't you just sit the hell still and hold onto my shoulders?"
"Shut up you boy wanna be mega-bitch, it's not like I go around 'piggie-ing' every day you know! I don't even want to 'ride' you, it's low level lesbianism, just remember this was your SMART ASS idea!"
"Fine then you blue haired wanna be fairy bitch queen, hang on to something," I tell her quickly blasting off into the sky, with a screaming Bra bloodying my ear drums. "WILL YOU SHUT UP!" I screech, not helping the matter, defeating a scream with a scream really solves nothing, but it made me feel better. So sue me I am petty.
Squeezing the life from me. she whimpers, "Please slow down Pan, I think I am gonna barf."
Stopping dead in the air, almost dropping her, "Don't you DARE puke on me, or I WILL drop you were you are. Miles above the ground, so unless you want to be smashed into little Bra bits hold it in, swallow it does something with it besides spewing it on me," I yell over my shoulder. "I will just land and we can walk the rest of the way."
Floating gently, so I won't be trying the new 'barf hair style' look, "I saw the lake, it's prolly only a couple of miles from here, it will be a short walk."
"Thanks, I really don't like to fly. I I me sick," she says sighing. Attempting to straighten her wind blown hair, even in the frazzled state she is, she's still perfectly lovely. A small pang in my gut worms its' way into my head. To wonder what it would be like to be abosolutly perfect at every moment.
"I noticed," grabbing her small pale hand. "Let's get going we wasting daylight."

Making their way through the forest, Bra and I were laughing and joking about what we were going to do to the boys when we find them. Not really having and luck, ideas going from the classic jump out in front of them, to flying above them taking pop shots at them, all the while Bra taking the pictures.
"Well you'd have to get close enough to hit them and I would have to get close enough to shoot them, and we both know how sensitive they are to Ki. They's know you where there before you could get the pop shots out."
"Oh yeah that's true," I tell her stopping short. Startled, I ask her," hey did you just here that?"
"Here what?" she asks as the noise sounds again.
"THAT!" I whisper loudly. A small sound, like a cry or something.
"Well," she says fidgeting,"It could be a wounded animal."
"Maybe...it's coming from over there, lets check it out."
The two of us walk towards the strange noises coming from the trees just ahead. Pushing brush and small tree limbs out of our way, parting the branches getting an eye full that will last a life time.
"OH KAMI," we both whisper loudly to each other, and to ourselves.
"Do you see what I see?" Bra asks quietly and a little breathless, I give her credit to finding her voice.
"Uh, yup, more to the point....do you feel what I feel?" I ask her boldly. The fire building in my lower belly burning it's way up to my chest.
"Oh...oh that's a roger that partner." There she goes with that shit falling outta her mouth again. Giggling, she says," I spy with my little eye something that heats me up!"
Nodding in agreement, partly because I can't find my voice again, and in fear of ruining the scene before us. And here's what we had before our eyes for the feasting.....


"Did you just hear something Trunks?" Goten asks me splashing water up my nose.
"Stop it you oaf, that really doesn't taste good," I yell dunking him under. He wasn't prepared for it, so the poor bastard came up coughing and spitting out lake water.
"Ick...nasty you're right, it doesn't taste good," he laughs it off. Shooting me that famous Son grin. Nothing can phase Goten, that's a bog part of what attracts me to him. It's refreshing. He's a perfect complement to my volatile temper.
"Told you so, now what were you saying?" I ask him enjoying the way the water runs down his tightly muscled chest, wondering if it would taste better lapped off his chest.
"I asked if you heard something form the bushes over there." Looking to the area Goten points to, I don't see a thing, but I know he is unnerved a bit since Gohan contacted him to see where he was. I tried assuring him that it won't matter if he comes calling, we can sense him before he gets here any ways.
"You're just being paranoid, there's nothing there. Now come here I want to show you something," grabbing his arm, I pull him into me.
"Oh really, what do you want to 'show' me?" he asks, smirking wildly. By the scent of him, that isn't the only thing that's growing wild.
Snaking my hand around his neck, I fist a lock of ebony hair and pull it back hard, Barring his neck for my personal viewing pleasure. Bending my head down, inhaling the scent of him deeply, I take a small taste. Licking up a wonderful mix of sweet, lake water, and a taste that's all Goten. I was right, it does taste better on him.
Gripping his hair, yanking harder on him untamed hair, he stumbles in the waist high water. His body, having lost it's balance, slams into my chest, colliding our naked sexes to brush against each other. The two of us shudder, and instantly step back a few feet. "Goten," I moan. This being all new to us, he is still not quite sure how to act when thinks start to heat up between us.
I look into his bottomless black eyes, feeling the heated smile spread across my face, I say, "Come to me Goten." Visibly he calms, but still inside I am sure he feels what I feel. White hot fire, liquid magma for blood, running through my veins, making its way to my hard cock.
Nodding slightly, he walks back into my arms. Our lips meet and all hell brakes loose, hands grabbing for a handle to hold on, tongues warring, moans of primal pleasure floods each others mouths. He may have been timid at first, but to doesn't take much to heat Goten up. And, once he's on and is fire in a organic shell. Biting his bottom lip, drawing blood, I lap up that crimson banquet. His eyes shoot open, his hips thrusting wildly at me, this is all too much. A deep guttural growl rumbles through my throat as I swallow all that is Goten.
A snap. a click, and what sounds like a hushed whisper makes me pull back from the sanctuary of Goten's lips, "Did you hear that?"
"That's what I have been asking you," Goten sarcastically huffs out.
Walking away from his embrace, making my way out of the water to investigate my dick twitches in annoyance, the cool air hitting it hard. 'I know ol' buddy I want to warm you up in Goten too' I mentally tell it. Stepping onto the sand, I can hear Goten coming up behind me. Now that's what I am talking about, a naked Goten on the beach, warm sun, soft sand...what was I doing just a minute ago?
"Well you see anything?" Goten's voice drags me back to reality, that's right I was looking into that noise.


"Did you get two pictures?" Bra asks me pulling on my arm.
"Yeah, why'd ya want two?" I ask back, not taking my eyes off the two males in front of me." I know I should be revolted by this scene before me, but I'm not. Instead my belly churns and my sex feels heavy, and I think it's dripping down my right leg. Oh, if Bra wasn't right in front of me...I would have my hand down my pants.
"Uh..well...because I want one incase one doesn't develop right....for insurance purposes," she bull shits.
"Ya right. Do you really believe that...oh Kami Bra! I spy with my aroused Sayian eye a naked Trunks on the beach." Oh great Kami above, look at the size of that man. And the chest...OH THE CHEST.
"And a very nude Goten as well," she whispers breathlessly, is she panting? Yup she is!
"You're like a bitch in heat Bra!" I laugh at her.
"you are so nasty Pan Son, besides you don't even dare take the higher ground here, you too are panting and practically touching yourself over there!" she hisses.
Jumping up, pushing her over onto her back, I straddle her with my hands over her mouth to shut her up. "Will you be quiet, you're gonna blow our cover!"
She was thrashing and bucking under me, her Sayian instinct kicking in, not liking being on her back. Her instincts weren't the only ones kicking in, mine didn't care if she was male...female...or animal. She was fighting under me and severely turning me on, best not to tell her that one. I was just about the smack her in the face to shut her up, when the little imp bit me! "Oh you rotten butt stuffer!" I yell back handing her, again instinct taking over.
Bra went still instantly, her eyes wide. It wouldn't be a strange thing, I did just smack her, but her eyes weren't focused on me. They were staring like a deer in head lights, above my head, behind me. Releasing my grip on her mouth, I start to turn my head slowly. Fully expecting some large animal or something equally as horrid, but what I got wasn't what I had thought. Not. At. All.
There behind me was a fully aroused Trunks, stroking himself with a huge grin gracing his lip. "Looks like I wasn't the only one who wanted to have fun today. Hello girls," he said with a heavy purr to his deep voice making him all the more erotic. OH this is NOT happening. We just got caught spying on them, and I can hardly move, never mind saying anything.
And he just stands there, taking long slow strokes on his hard penis. I think Bra's gone into shock at this point, cause she has stopped moving and maybe even stopped breathing. Well come to think of it, Trunks is her brother, and he is standing naked masturbating in front of her. I know what I must look like in his eyes, my mouth hanging open, and I can't seem to take my eyes off him. Mesmerized by the expanse of tan flesh, the tantalizing scent of his maleness, and the rhythm of those damning strokes.
"Hey Trunks, you find anything?" I hear Goten ask, coming through the tree line. He stops short, gasps and has the decency to jump behind bush. "What the hell are you two doing here?" he asks, and a small tinge of emotion which I can't place he asks what's really on his mind, " And what are you doing onto of Bra, Pan?"
Giving an all male chuckle, Trunks decides to play story teller, "Can't you smell them Goten? The heat of their lust and the heavy smell of their arousal says it all." Walking over to Goten, he steps behind him, peering over the shorter Sayian's shoulder he asks, "Do you like what you saw?"
What the Hell is Trunks doing? He should be mad, pisses, upset at least at our spying. But, he's not, he's playing this like some type of game. "Answer me, do you like what you saw?" He asks again. Reaching a hand up to turn Goten's head to the left, he laps his neck. "Or do you need a little more to get you started?"
Goten looked, at first, like he wanted to swat Trunks's hand away and bolt. But, under the none to gentle hold on his hair he remained still. How odd it was for me not to be unnerved at the sight of my uncle, my friend, nude and being fondled by another man. In fact I was never so aroused in my life, is this what Bra is feeling too? Slowly I lifted my leg off of Bra, and slid to the forest floor, never taking my eyes from the daring duo.
"By the looks on your faces, I think you just might like it," he laughed. Shooting me a devil-may-care smirk he raked out in a voice filled with soft summer thunder, "If you like this," a small kiss to Goten's neck, my heart skips a beat, "Then you most assuredly will enjoy this," a devious hand slithers around Goten's naked hip. Trunks's fingers splay and begin to bury themselves in the small amount of black curls on Goten's groin. The scared, wide eyed, Goten now closes his jet eyes and moans ever so slightly. My heart now pounding, silently begs him to go a little further. "And perhaps this?" Fingers trail lower to saddle Goten's hard dick. The moan emitted from my uncle can not be denied this time, nor can the fact that he is thrusting into Trunks's hand.
Bra's small movement catches me off guard and scares me, she is struggling to get to her knees. Her eyes only for Goten, by the choppiness of her breathing and the crimson flush on her cheeks, she too is liking this show. "Goten?" she asks, a question but not, more of a request. I kinda thought she may have 'lustily' feelings for my uncle, but I wasn't sure. I am now thoroughly convinced, she has it bad for him. Hehehe, I harbor my own little secret as well, and it's name it Trunks Briefs.
Goten's eyes open and bore into Bra's, but it is Trunks who speaks, "Feeling bold are we? Tell me sister what would you have me do to him, something you so badly want to do for yourself." He speaks to her, but his ocean gaze never leaves mine.
"Kiss him again," she says softly, not as sure of herself as she thought. The smirk blossoms to a full out smile, and he grabs Goten's chin from behind and devours his mouth. "Touch him," she pants. The hand holding his chin roughly now slides up to cradle his face gently, while the other travels south once more. No longer slow and timid, as it once was before, no now he grabs the weeping sex and pumps it hard. Goten wails into Trunks's mouth and thrusts wildly in his hand.
I turn to look at Bra, the deep blush now spreading down to her chest. One of her hand has delved into her pants. Funny how not a few minutes ago she was accusing me of practically doing the same thing. But, wait, she can't have all the fun. Feeling a rush of boldness, I tell him, "Trunks...I want to taste to...err for him to taste you." Oh gods, where is this coming from, I have never acted like this before.
Pulling away from Goten's lips, he bares his teeth to me, "As you wish," was all he said before he dropped to his knees and slammed Goten's cock deep into his throat. A scream erupted from my Uncle, as Trunks gripped his ass cheek and rode his dick hard with his mouth. I couldn't have been more surprised, or so I thought until Bra turned on me and grabbed my face. Slamming her lips against mine. WHOLY SHIT, I didn't think she was like that, but I can't say I am upset by the kiss. The sexual build up was getting to much for me as well. So I deepen her kiss and nervously fondle her almost too large breasts. She moans in my mouth, an unfamiliar but not bad feeling, her own hands now searching boldly for the zipper on my jeans. She truly is a hell cat, finding her goal, yanking it down, she shoves her hand between my legs. Automatically I open my legs for her, it's such a sweet pleasure she's giving me. Her long sharp nails grazing over my hard clit, hard but not too painful, her enlarged canines slicing up my tongue. We both drink down my blood, intoxicated by the taste and the smell of aroused males.
Twin gasps echo from somewhere to the side of me, so the boys must have caught our show then. We they were having way too much fun anyway. "Enough!" Trunks hollers at us, smirking against Bra's bloodied lips. So he doesn't take to teasing well, bully for him. See how he takes this, pulling violently on Bra's long blue tresses, taking her to the ground I once again straddle her. She gasps and loses her rhythm on my clit, the sharp nail slicing me open. The mixture of pain with my pleasure is a heady dish. Grabbing her hand, I take the pointed culprit into my mouth and suck off my blood and juices. The taste of my self with the blood is driving me insane, I grind my hips into Bra's searching for release where there is none. She too, is in a bad way, with eyes rolling back into her head and breath coming in ragged heaves.
"I said enough!" he yells again, this time walking up to my and pulling me off his sister. Shit, this could turn out bad in a moments notice, better to stop then. I know Trunks's temper and I really don't want to rouse it. But, he doesn't stop there, he slams my back into the thick tree. "ENOUGH!" he roars into the sky. He reaches up and shreds my shirt form my chest and rips my jeans off me. Standing there now in a half naked daze, he silences anything I may have thought about saying by a rough soul scorching kiss. Quickly pulling away any other unwanted clothes he picks me up and impales me hard onto his throbbing cock.
I scream in pain, feeling my virgin barrier shatter, the blood pours now from my vagina. He stops his assault immediately, going deathly still, staring into my eyes he asks, "Why didn't you tell? Stop me?"
Smiling at him I can only give the honestest of answers, "cause I didn't want you to stop." Now that the pain has subsided I want him to move. Wiggling my hips, I lean into his lips kissing him softly I whisper, "Now fuck me Trunks Briefs....Hard." I don't think he was expecting that, given his facial expression, but thank Kami it didn't take him long to carry out the request. Pulling out roughly from my bleeding pussy he slams himself hard into me, ripping a scream from the bottom of my soul.
From over my lover's shoulder I can see my uncle and my best friend dancing the same feral dance as we are. There was something so exiting about fucking Trunks while watching them fuck at the same time. Between the friction of Trunks's hard cock slamming into me and the scene of those two panting and thrusting, drives me hard right over the edge. Screaming into his shoulder I release myself, clutching his cock for all its worth. Something shifts in me, a feeling, my mouth opens up and I dig my elongated canines into Trunks's shoulder. Oh the taste of his blood is hot and sweet and filled with the fiery spirit of the man himself.
As I milk his dick, and swallow his life's essence, he cries out pulling out of my roughly. As soon as he pulls out, I drop to my knees and latch on to his throbbing dick. Burying it deep into the back of my throat, his strangled cry was beautiful to me as I drank him. The hot liquid scolding my throat as it swam down to my stomach, causing a comfortable warmth to brew.
He reaches down and pulls me to my feet, smiling an earth shattering smile, he says quietly to me, "You don't know how long I have wanted to do that," bending to my neck, he bites me drinking me deep. "And that even more. I claim you Son Pan for my mate. For life."
Oh...shit...what have I done? My father's going to kill me for this. Do I care? Kinda...but it's just so right, what I have wanted for so long. Kissing him chastely, I can hear my uncle and Friend still trying to find release. Stepping slightly from the circle of Trunks's arms, I can now see them. Bra, being more dominate and perhaps because she is Princess of her race, is atop Goten riding him hard. Her long flowing blue hair swaying in sync with her body, her almost too large breast firmly placed in Goten's hands, and the look of sheer animalistic heat in her aqua eyes. She snaps her hips in a precession of fury as she truly claims her mate. Finding her own release she took marks him, drinking him. He grabs her hips and pounds into her, biting her neck accepting her claim. Goten's face now contorted into something between pain and pleasure, he rasps, "Now Bra...NOW!" She leaps off him, just barely in time for him to spill his seed all over her bountiful chest.
"Wow...." was all I could say.
"Agreed," my lavender haired mated replied.


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