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The icy night air felt good against Vegeta’s scorching skin. Bulma’s sent, the feeling of her body pressed against his and her tiny huffy moans were driving him insane. Vegeta flew so hard and so fast to get back to the Capsule Corp. compound that Bulma’s dress started to hike up over her butt.
It was only about five minutes before Vegeta was landing on Bulma’s terrace, pushing her French doors wide open. Upon entering the room Vegeta promptly threw Bulma onto her bed as he sat down to pull off his boots.
Bulma screeched as she hit the bed with a bounce, nearly falling off. She finally came to a stop next to her Ipod sitting snuggled into its custom Capsule Corp. speakers. Looking over her shoulder Bulma smirked as she ogled Vegeta’s now bare back, covered with deep scares. Picking a song, Bulma giggled as she crawled back across the bed allowing her high heels to fall to the floor.
Bulma was just about to pounce on Vegeta when he turned sensing her. He pushed her down pinning her arms above her head with his left hand.
“Are you ready for your punishment, Woman?” Vegeta smirked down at her as he took his right hand and started to massage one of her breasts drawing an unexpected moan from Bulma. Vegeta leaned in breathing heavily on her neck as he sudden started to lick slowly along her collarbone.
“Your highness, “ Bulma giggled failing at keeping a straight face. “How many Earthlings have you bedded?” she smirked up at him, biting down seductively on her bottom lip.
“None.” Vegeta stated sternly glaring at her, releasing her breast.
“I can tell! This is not how it is done!”
“Oh no?” Vegeta grinning devilishly ripping Bulma’s maroon dress right down the middle from the neck down exposing her black and red panties and bra.
With that he released her pinned hands. Bulma outright pouted as she sat up and shimmied out of the remnants of her brand new dress. She sat up straight and glared at Vegeta, “That was a brand new dress you, JERK! Go lay at the head of the bed!”
Smirking Vegeta raised an eyebrow at Bulma, “Are you giving me an order, Woman?”
“If you don’t do it, we won’t do it. Do you get me?” Bulma responded as the tiny hairs on the back of her neck started to bristle unsure of Vegeta’s reaction to her demands.
“You shall have it your way this time, Woman!” Vegeta growled inches from Bulma’s nose before moving into his assigned location. He laid smugly on his back with his arms behind his head.
Tove Lo started to play in the background, “Bed, stay in bed. The feeling of your skin locked in my head. Smoke, smoke me broke, I don’t care, I’m down for what you want. Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here. Yeah, summer lovin’ and fights, how it is for us, and it’s all because . . .”
Bulma crawled up the length of the bed taking her time, doing her best to act like a predatory cat preparing to pounce on it’s prey. Vegeta raised an eyebrow watching her ample amount of cleavage bounding around inside her bra as she approached him. He tried to ignore her and act indifferent to the situation but it wasn’t working as his cock started to twitch inside his jeans.
“Now if we're talking body, you got a perfect one. So put it on me. Swear it won’t take you long. If you love me right we fuck for life. On and on and on.”
What is this Woman doing? Vegeta thought as Bulma straddled him. Desperately, Vegeta closed his eyes, hoping to calm himself and tried not to think about the growing heat emanating from his pants. He kept his arms firmly under his head to avoid grabbing at her clothes again. The sweet musky sent of her arousal was so exciting Vegeta nearly started to salivate.
Bulma leaned forward pressing Vegeta’s face into her cleavage as she reached for the padded shackles attached to her bed. She wanted to tease him as much as possible while she had the upper hand. The shackles were state of the art, reinforced titanium, shackles, with matching chains welded directly to the headboard so seamlessly that it was as if they came that way. The shackles themselves were padded with medical grade lining to prevent any chaffing or marks of any kind. Totally escape proof for any “normal” person. Even, Yamcha couldn’t break free no matter how hard he tried.
“Love, love, give me love. Anything you want I’ll give it up. Lips, lips, lips I kiss. Bite me, while I taste your fingertips.”
Vegeta’s eyes sprang open feeling Bulma’s breasts pressed against him. Her smell was intoxicating. Despite himself he started to make a sound that almost reminded Bulma of a cat purring, except it sounded deep and savage, like a massive jungle cat. It tickled Bulma’s skin causing her to sit back dropping the shackles on either side of Vegeta’s elbows with a loud clank.
“What are those?” Vegeta questioned.
“Restraints. I need your wrists so I can place them in the restraints,” Bulma said matter-of-factly. After a long pause and the appearance of a frown on Vegeta’s face, she decided to shed her bra sweetening the deal.
“Are these nec….ess …. ary?” Vegeta stammered staring at Bulma’s perky, buxom breasts, pink pert nipples, just begging to be sucked and licked.
“Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here. Yeah, summer lovin’ and fights, how it is for us, and it’s all because. Now if we're talking body, you got a perfect one. So put it on me. Swear it won’t take you long. If you love me right we fuck for life. On and on and on.” The song ended as Vegeta presented his wrist to Bulma so she could restrain him.
Vegeta’s brain was at war with his body. Vegeta, she is retraining you! What if you can’t get free? What if she intends on experimenting on you like some lab rodent? But, I want her so badly. I want to feel her against me, taste her juices and her milky white skin. I want to be inside her. Vegeta’s cock won out as he allowed Bulma to tighten the shackles around his wrist as tight as she could without cutting off circulation. Vegeta open and closed his hands to show her that he was still comfortable. Now what?
Sitting back Bulma started to rotate her hips rubbing herself against Vegeta’s massive erection. Taking in the full sight of the man before her, Bulma’s head swam. Is this a dream, a fantasy or do I really have the second strongest man in the world between my legs? Now what do I do? What will he “allow” me to do? Bulma leaned forward and ran her hands down Vegeta’s rock hard abs, admiring his overall physic as she noticed his breath becoming slightly labored. After a few excruciating minutes for Vegeta, Bulma began bouncing up and down. Suddenly she could hear the sound of the zipper on his pants starting to give way, splitting down the middle.
“You want out that bad?” Bulma chuckled, sitting back enough to unbutton and unzip Vegeta’s fly. “HOLY KAMI!” Bulma yelped as Vegeta’s proud cock exited its denim prison.
Bulma started to salivate staring at it. But was knocked out of her musings by the concern of whether or not it was going to fit, for it’s final intended purpose. Vegeta leaned up to take in the shocked and excited look on Bulma’s face.
“Well what do you think, Woman?” Vegeta smirked, flexing his muscles and waving his cock at her. Licking her lips Bulma leaned forward preparing to take his girth into her mouth before he suddenly jerked his cock up away from her, “Woman! Do not bite me!”
“Shut up and like it!” Bulma yelled grabbing his erection, sliding her mouth down over its head. He was so big she needed to stroke the bottom half with her right hand while she moved her mouth up and down over the top half. Every time she went down to encompass the top portion in her mouth she nearly choked. She licked all around the head and down to shaft to make sure it was wet. Bulma took great pleasure in listening to all of the groans she was dragging from Vegeta. He tried to muffle them with his bicep but she could still hear them. Even biting down on his bicep still didn’t do any good.
It seemed like Vegeta was tortured for hours. Bulma would bring him just to the point of climax before she would pause, watch his face and muscles convulse in pleasure, then disappointment.
“Devil Woman!” Vegeta growled after thirty minutes of “actual” torture. “I will break my restraints and take you, if you continue to toy with me!”
Smirking to herself Bulma leaned forward taking his cock into her mouth again. Licking the head of his cock in between sessions of hard sucking as she slid down a portion of his length. The rhythm was slow, at first then started to build and build. Bulma could hear the chains connected to the restraints rattling around, his breathe starting to catch in his throat, as he got closer to his release.
As he reached his threshold Bulma could feel his hips thrust up as he growled out loudly, “WOMAN!” With that she could feel all of his hot cum rushing into her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed it hungrily trying to allow as little as possible to slide down his shaft. Bulma moaned feeling herself drip with anticipation. Even as she continued to lick him she could see his stomach muscles flexing and contorting in pleasure.
Satisfied with a job well done. Bulma sat up licking her lips as she moved down the bed. She positioned herself so she was sitting next to his chest. Vegeta eyed her wildly, trying to figure out her next move. Bulma smirked leaning back so she could slide off her wet panties, tossing them on the floor. Leaning back on a near by pillow Bulma draped her right leg over Vegeta’s chest spreading her legs wide. Vegeta had a front row seat. She was slick with excitement. Immediately, Vegeta’s cock was rock hard again and nearly vibrating as he looked at her.
Reaching down Bulma spread her outer lips showing off the juicy pink inside of her womanhood, before slowly sliding her middle finger inside, gasping loudly. “I’m so horny, Vegeta! I want you hard dick inside my tight, wet pussy!” Removing her finger Bulma slowly brought it to her lips closed her eyes as she sucked on it.
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That was it! Vegeta nearly blacked out with desire. With one swift motion, he pulled his hands down by his chest braking the chains to his restraints as if they were made of paper. The cuffs were still intact around his wrists, but the chains were shattered. By the time Bulma opened her eyes, Vegeta was already in position, laying on his stomach, spreading her legs wide. She looked down locking eyes with him as he took a deep breath taking in the sweet musky sent of her overwhelming desire.
“What do you think you’re do……ing?” Bulma cooed as Vegeta took her into his mouth. Savagely, Vegeta flicked his tongue across Bulma’s clit, gradually adding pressure until she was crying out, convulsing with her first orgasm. He allowed her only a few raspy breaths, before he started up again. He slowly penetrated her hot pussy with his tongue, sucking and lapping up her juices as she got closer and closer to her next orgasm. Bulma willed herself to stay in control and not loose this fight so easily to him. But every thing Vegeta did, no matter how small nearly pushed her over the edge. She was drowning in an ocean of his making, wave after wave of pleasure.
Resting his weight on his elbows, Vegeta looked up at Bulma slowly licking his lips as he locked eyes with her. It was as if she was staring into two deep pools of obsidian. Wild, mysterious, strong, intimidating and dangerous, the energy was so thick in the air you could hear it crackling, and see it moving over Vegeta’s skin. There was a slight layer of blue Ki trailing over his skin, as Bulma ran her hand through his hair it jumped from him and ran up her arm. It covered her in goosebumps as it went, it felt like a mild electric shock, but it felt good. The smallest sensation of pain caused Bulma to get more aroused.
Watching her body react Vegeta decided to power up a little more, channeling his energy. Sitting up to free his hands, he could visibly see Bulma’s disappointment. “Do you want me to taste you more, Earth Woman?” Vegeta smirked, raising an eyebrow.
Bulma turned her head to the side eyes closed, refusing to answer him. She refused to beg this man for more oral. It was Earth shaking, but she did have some pride after all!
“No, comment?” Vegeta grinned showing his sharp canines as he rubbed his hands together drawing his Ki down to his fingertips. “Lets see about that!” Vegeta gently trailed his Ki charged finger times down Bulma’s breasts slowly and methodically circling closer and closer to her nipples.
Bulma cried out arching her back bringing her closer to Vegeta’s touch. Goosebumps sprang up in the wake of Vegeta’s touch as Bulma continues to cry out, half in pain and half in pure pleasure. The line was blurring and Bulma couldn’t control her body’s reactions anymore. The blue Ki danced over her, causing her hair to take an even deeper shade of Aquamarine.
Slowly rubbing Bulma’s nipples between his fingers Vegeta gradually increased the amount of energy into her. She moan loader and loader, pushing her mounds into Vegeta’s hands as he started to massage them, harder and harder turning the skin a pink color, just as she climaxed again.
Vegeta pressed his advantage, “Do you want me to taste you again, Woman?” Bulma bit down on her bottom lip so hard it nearly bled as she kept willing herself to be strong.
Moving down from her breasts Vegeta trailed the Ki charges down her stomach all the way down to her thighs were he started to stroke them up and down. “Tell me, Woman!”
Bulma shook her head no. Vegeta started to move his hands up higher and higher, drawing gasps, moans and cries of pleasure from Bulma as he went. Before his hands reached the nexus of their journey, he stopped and grinned maniacally at Bulma showing the blue Ki bolts dancing over his tongue as he opened his mouth. She tried to push herself way from him, in a panic but it was too late! Vegeta spread her outer lips wide as he started to lightly lick from her opening up her inner lips until he reached her clit and back down again. He only needed to take two passes before Bulma was trembling as she cam. She cam so hard she squirted all over. Vegeta had never seen anyone do that before, only Bulma. He was intrigued. Making another pass, copying his previous actions, he enticed the same reaction from Bulma. He was exhilarated! There was no way she could deny he brought her to climax if she kept this!
Sitting up he started to rub her dripping slit up and down, before slowly sliding his middle finger inside. He could feel her muscles flexing, squeezing his finger as he started to move it in and out. Just this was driving him crazy. He didn’t know if he could last any longer. Moving his finger faster and faster, he was determined to earn another orgasm from Bulma. If he played his cards right she would beg for him to penetrate her.
Bulma was going wild. She had never had so many orgasms before! Everything was tingling. Her thighs were trembling as she rode the waves of pleasure slamming her body. Without any warning Bulma cam again screaming his name, “VEGETAAAA!!” Panting to catch her breath, Bulma stammered, “Ta … ke me, I want you … inside me!”
Smirking at his triumph Vegeta toyed with his prize, “What was that, Woman? I didn’t quite hear you.”
“FUCK ME NOW!”
“Clear enough you vile Woman!” Vegeta mocked quickly shedding the rest of his clothes. Standing at the edge of the bed for just a moment he took in the site of this woman, writhing in pleasure only he was able to bring her.
Vegeta positioned himself at her opening giving her one last chance to deny him. Much to his delight Bulma wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her hip up to him, impaling her self with his hard shaft.
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Bulma could feel his girth slowly stretching her, shaping her to be it’s perfect sheath. She bucked wildly underneath his weight wanting him to be deeper inside of her. As if he could read her mind Vegeta started to pick up his tempo thrusting himself deeper and deeper, moving harder and faster. Bulma felt like she could break if Vegeta went any faster but it was so good. She clawed at his back trying to brace herself against his onslaught. Suddenly with one deep thrust Vegeta cam, spilling his seed deep inside causing Bulma to cum with him. Together they rode this rollercoaster all the way until the end of the track.
He held her pinned against his chest, smelling her hair and nipping at her neck with tiny little bites. Bulma thought it was all coming to an end. Soon he would be leaving her bed to never return. She ran her fingers through Vegeta’s hair, wondering if she would ever feel this good again.
To her surprise, with that simple touch she could feel Vegeta’s cock getting harder against her stomach. She was delighted when he rolled her over onto her hands and knees pausing only for a moment before entering her again from behind. Not waiting to start slow Vegeta picked up the strong rhythmic pace from earlier, managing not to break it as he leaned forward to grab Bulma’s breasts, massaging them. Thirty minutes later, alternating between rubbing her nipples and rubbing her clit Vegeta managed to harvest ten, hard solid orgasms from Bulma before succumbing himself to his third climax.
Vegeta collapsed into a heap on the bed pulling Bulma on top of him with her face against his chest. It was only now that he noticed the music that had been playing all night. The song only seemed fitting to Vegeta as he smirked, laughing to himself about the lyrics of the song. Bulma ignored him falling into a deep sleep as the sun rose up over the balcony of her room.
“Break me down, you got a lovely face. We’re going to your place and you got to freak me out. Scream so loud, getting fuckin’ laid. You want me to stay, but I got to make my way. Hey, you’re a crazy bitch. But you fuck so good, I’m on top of it. When I dream, I’m doing you all night. Scratches all down my back to keep me right on ...”
(Last song mentioned was “Crazy Bitch” by Buckcherry)