Making Him A Man (Patreon)

While needing Bulma to mend his Great Saiyaman costume, Gohan confides in her about his lack of confidence when it comes to women. And she takes the time to show him that he needs to give himself more credit.

Tags: Dragon Ball Z, Bulma Briefs, Son Gohan, Cheating, Oral, Vaginal, Cunnilingus, Creampie, Paizuri

Being a hero for the people while not revealing his identity was more stressful than Gohan expected. Especially because his outfit would get torn or ripped in one way or another during a fight. This led him to stay awake at night more often than not to mend the outfit without making it obvious that it was fixed. However, the most recent battle he had against some criminals left him unable to properly fix it himself. Fortunately, he knew exactly who to go to in a moment like this. Bulma. With her knowledge and the Capsule Corps money, it’d be no issue to fix it.

So, he wasted no time in flying his way to Bulma’s home.

However, when he arrived, it was eerily quiet. Almost as if no one was home. No Bulma, no Vegeta, neither of Bulma’s parents, and young Trunks as well. It was odd to find the place feeling so empty. For a moment, as he stepped into her and Vegeta’s bedroom, he wondered if he should call for her. But decided it was best to not think about it and just go for it. “Bulma?! Are you home?!” Gohan shouted out, hopefully not loud enough to wake anyone, but loud enough to be heard if someone was currently awake.

“Gohan…? What are you doing here…?” Bulma leaned her head out of the bathroom she was standing in, spotting him from across the house. “Also, you don’t have to worry about yelling. Vegeta took Trunks to train with Dende and Mom and Dad are away for the weekend.”

It was at that moment that Bulma noticed something was up with Gohan. His shoulders weren’t held as high as they usually were. And it caused her to step out of the bathroom in her bathrobe and make her way toward him. “What’s wrong, Gohan?” The words were simple, but the tone that filled Bulma’s voice made it clear that she was worried about him.

“Y-You can tell something’s up…?” Gohan tried to put up a brave face but could tell from the look in Bulma’s eyes that it wasn’t going to work.

“I’ve been around you your whole life. Both at your highest and your lowest. Just like Chichi, you think I wouldn’t notice when something’s wrong?” Bulma made her way to her bed and patted it for him to sit next to her. “Talk to me.”

“It’s just…” Gohan let out a heavy sigh before sitting on the bed next to Bulma. “Videl and Erasa are taking an interest in me. It’s easy to see by the way they talk to me compared to the other students. But… I don’t know what to do about it.”

At first, Bulma didn’t know what to do. She could tell that he was serious about it, but it was just so cute that she couldn’t keep herself from giggling at how much it concerned him. “You’re too cute, Gohan. How can the hero who saved the world from Cell be too nervous to talk to a few girls? Especially when that hero has saiyan DNA in him and likely loves them feisty.” Bulma couldn’t help from letting out another giggle as she brought a hand to Gohan’s cheek, gently caressing it.

Of course, being laughed at like that, Gohan couldn’t stop himself from feeling a bit embarrassed. It only made sense that Bulma of all people would find it funny and adorable. Married with a child, took control of her man when needed, and unafraid of the consequences of annoying him? She was too strong to not find it adorable. “Bulma…”

“Sorry, sorry.” Bulma leaned in and quickly stole a kiss from Gohan’s lips, looking him in the eyes as she pulled away. “I just couldn’t help myself. I hope you can forgive me.” Bulma brushed her lips against his as she spoke before stealing another kiss from him. It was clear to her that he was nervous about the whole thing, unsure of what to do since she was taking the lead.

“I-I don’t think--” Gohan tried to start, only to be silenced by yet another kiss. One that he, this time, returned instinctively.

Bulma’s heart skipped a beat in joy as she watched a blush come to his cheeks. She showed no hesitation as she rose from her spot on the bed and slipped her way out of the robe. “Just follow my lead, Gohan. Don’t let me be the only one naked here.”

After a moment of pause, staring at her body, Gohan opened his mouth. “You look incredibly, Bulma…”

It was clear to them both that the words spilled from his lips before he could stop them. But instead of letting him retract his statement, Bulma leaned in and kissed him again. This time, she allowed the kiss to linger before tugging on his shirt to pull it over his head. “I’m an old woman, Gohan. But, it feels good knowing that someone young still finds me attractive.~” She playfully rubbed her hand against his clearly defined abs, almost gasping at the feeling of how hard they were against her fingertips. “You saiyans never disappoint, huh?”

As she carefully rubbed her hand against his chest, she moved her way down his body, her hands making their way to his pants before carefully unzipping them and pulling them to his knees. Much to her surprise, not only did Gohan not wear any underwear, but he wasn’t stopping her from getting a look at his cock. Maybe it was because of the shock of what was going on. Maybe it was because his hard dick was making it clear how excited he was. Or maybe he was just so engrossed in her body that he didn’t want her to stop what she was doing.

“So cute.~” The words happily left Bulma as she dropped in a squat in front of him, positioning herself between his legs. However, now that she was between his legs, his throbbing member just a few inches from her face, ‘cute’ was not the word she would describe the situation. A heavy breath filled her lungs as her eyes drifted along his member, looking at the few veins that were clear against his skin, visually drinking in the length of it and knowing how good it would feel inside of her. “You’re massive for your age, Gohan… I’m almost jealous of those girls you mentioned. If they got fucked by this, they might just be addicted to it.~”

Without skipping a beat, Bulma leaned in and placed a kiss against the underside of it, enjoying the heat that radiated onto her lips from it. “Heavy, too… A wonderful scent…”

Of course, in the heat of the moment like this, Gohan didn’t know what he should do. He knew that this was wrong on a multitude of levels. Not only was Bulma a woman that he grew up with, but he treated her almost like a second mother. But she was married with a child. A child that he considered a friend.

However, with the way her skin felt against his shaft, the way her legs made him quiver with each kiss, and the way her hand seemed to wrap perfectly around it. Gohan couldn’t bring himself to stop her. Especially when she lowered her head and took a deep breath with her nostrils pressed right against his cock. That alone was almost enough to make him blow his load, but he stopped when he looked down and saw Bulma’s loving eyes looking back up at him. Almost like she was silently telling him that he couldn’t cum until she said so.

With Gohan under her influence, Bulma wasted no time in getting what she wanted out of him. She did not hesitate to press her tongue against the underside of his member before dragging her way back to the tip. Slow, methodical, and almost like a science, Bulma moved, making sure that her tongue pressed along his vein as she did. It caused her heart to race to hear him whimper like this. Especially when she heard him grip the bedsheets.

On the other hand, Gohan couldn’t believe that this was happening. Not only was this beautiful woman between his legs, silently guiding him to give her what she wanted, but it was someone that he had always grown up looking up to. He bit down on his lower lip to try and keep himself quiet as Bulma took the head of his cock into her mouth, her soft lips forming a tight seal around it. Only for her tongue to flick against the underside of it.

Bulma relished the way Gohan moaned above her, doing his best to stay quiet while she had her way with him. It bothered her a slight bit to know that he was holding back how good he felt with her. But she couldn’t blame him for doing so. This was wrong on so many levels and that was part of what made it so fun for her. As she slowly lowered her way down his shaft, taking inch after inch into her mouth and throat, it became all the more clear that Gohan was indeed a virgin.

Not only was he struggling to keep himself composed, but he was unable to keep his attention on her. Bulma opened her eyes to see Gohan with his head tilted toward the sky and his mouth agape. It caused her heart to skip a few beats in her chest in excitement. She still had her skills and it was clear as day thanks to him.

With a sense of confidence that she didn’t expect to fill her, Bulma carefully moved her way back up to the tip of Gohan’s cock before popping her lips off from around it. She placed a few eager and gentle kisses against it when she was off of it. “Any woman who ends up with you would be lucky to have a monster like this in their life… Myself included Gohan.~” Bulma smirked as she blew a gentle breath against the head of his cock, watching it twitch and throb, dripping a small amount of precum. “Just do your best to not cum until I give you permission, okay?”

“Y-Yes, Bulma…”

“That’s Madame to you, Gohan.~” It was a heat-of-the-moment statement, but after it left her lips, Bulma didn’t want to back down. She wanted to see just how deep she could drive Gohan under her thumb. Maybe, just maybe, she could convince Gohan to be her boy toy. Let him have any girlfriend he wanted, but make sure he understood that his cock belonged to her. It was an enticing thought. One that caused Bulma to savor the moment she was currently in. The way he looked at her with attention and lust, craving her next move.

“M-Madame Bulma…”

Bulma felt her heart stop when she heard that. The sound of his voice quivering with lust caused her pussy to ache with desire. But she couldn’t give in and take him just yet. She wanted to work him into her pussy and make sure he wanted every moment of it. So, without missing a beat, Bulma cupped a breast into each of her hands and wrapped them around his cock. “When you feel like you’re going to cum, don’t hold back anymore, you got that?”

“Y-Yes, Bulm--” Gohan gasped and froze when he felt her teeth lightly touch the head of his cock. “M-Madame Bulma…”

“Good boy.~” With that out of the way, Bulma danced her tongue around the head of his cock, drooling as much as she could while starting to move her breasts up and down along his shaft. Almost immediately, she could taste his precum on her tongue, causing her to take him into her mouth as she squished her breasts against his member. From the way he throbbed and twitched against her tongue and into her cleavage, it was clear to her that he was going to blow his load at any moment.

Of course, she was ready for it. She wanted him to cum on her tongue and flood her throat. She craved him erupting inside of her and forcing her to swallow each and every drop of his seed.

Fortunately for her, that was almost exactly what happened. When Gohan was at the peak of his pleasure, he didn’t hesitate to grab onto the back of Bulma’s head, but he didn’t force her to stay in place. From the way he gripped her head, he just needed something to hold on to and her head was the best option in his lust-addled mind. Though, she took it and ran with it.

With Gohan holding onto either side of her head, Bulma pushed her way down as rope after rope of his thick and delicious seed flooded into her mouth. She, of course, swallowed it down bit by bit, making sure to not take every drop right away. As her breasts met his thighs and her nose scrunched against his pelvis, she wanted to put on a bit of a show for him. And that’s exactly what she did when the cum stopped flowing.

Bulma left a bit of his delicious seed in her mouth before slowly pulling herself off of his cock, making sure to not spill a drop along the way. Only to happily open his mouth for him and show that it was full of his cum. And without either of them saying a word, she closed her lips and swallowed every drop down in one audible gulp. And a smile came to her lips as she watched his cheeks flare with a deep shade of red. Only for that shade to get darker when she opened her vermouth and showed that there was nothing left. “What do you say we go get cleaned up, Gohan? Continue this in the shower.~”

“S-Sure thing, Madame Bulma…”

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It wasn’t long after Bulma led Gohan into the shower that she also guided him onto his knees. Fortunately, he was the perfect height on his knees to be able to eat her out without either of them having to strain. And it was a lovely feeling to feel his tongue darting along her pussy. Much to her surprise, he followed the basics of writing the alphabet with his tongue against her folds. And it sent her pleasure skyrocketing to know that he knew at least something before getting in here with her.

“I-I knew you liked to do your research, Gohan… But I didn’t expect this to be something you had ever looked into.~” A hot breath caught in Bulma’s voice as his tongue began to tease her clit, causing her to moan out in pure and utter pleasure at the sensation.

Of course, Gohan didn’t answer Bulma, too lost in her taste to care about the words that had left her. His heart raced in his chest as he did his best to please her. All the while, he kept one hand firmly against her thigh as the other drifted toward his cock. He didn’t stroke himself while toying with her, not wanting to blow his load too early. But with the way Bulma began to rock her hips against his face, the excitement that he felt pushed him to move his hand a few inches down toward his balls.

In the back of her mind, Bulma couldn’t believe that Gohan was capable of doing something like this. She expected to have to teach him how to eat a woman out, but he was already better at it than Vegeta was! Her heart raced, she brought a hand to her breast, kneading and teasing herself while he went to town on her pussy. “That’s it, Gohan… You’re far better than I would have thought you’d be. Not only do you know how to tease a woman, but you know the right spots to focus on.~”

Maybe it was the moans that were leaving her as he hit certain spots. Maybe it was just some deep-seated saiyan instinct to breed and keep his feisty woman happy. Maybe it was the fact that he was just lucky. Whatever the reason was, Gohan was happy that he was able to make his Madame Bulma enjoy herself like this. Even when she threaded her fingers through his hair and moved her hand down to caress his cheek, it brought him joy to feel her touch.

However, when her fingers drifted along his jawline, that was when he realized she was trying to tell him something. And without missing a beat, Gohan tilted his head upward to see what she wanted. Only to see Bulma gesturing with the hand that hand that was on her breast for him to rise.

“Kiss your way up, Gohan…”

Continuing to surprise Bulma with the way he moved and treated her, Gohan brought both of his hands to Bulma’s thighs and began to move his way up. Every few inches that he moved, he planted a firm and affectionate kiss against her skin. Only to move his hands naturally with the rest of his body until he had a firm hold on her hips. When he did, Gohan showed no hesitation in wrapping his lips around her nipples and using her tongue to tease the sensitive nub that was now in his mouth.

However, for as good as it felt, it wasn’t what Bulma wanted from Gohan right now. His tongue felt incredible dancing around her nipple, but she wanted him inside of her. So, just like how he showed no hesitation, neither did she. Emboldened by the way he was moving and the way he treated her body, Bulma quickly turned around and placed her hands against the shower wall. “Fuck me, Gohan… As hard as you can. Don’t hold back. Show me that teenage--”

Before she could fully get the sentence out of her mouth, Bulma felt the head of Gohan’s shaft pressing against the entrance to her pussy. And before she knew it, he quickly thrust into her, burying every inch of his shaft into her cunt. A loud, shameless, and admittedly slutty moan spilled from Bulma as Gohan immediately started to fuck her. It seemed that he was quickly losing himself to his pleasure and wouldn’t be able to control himself. But the feeling of his shaft stretching out her inner walls and reshaping her pussy to match his cock, Bulma knew that she couldn’t struggle against him.

Not out of fear that he would hurt her, but out of understanding that if she tried to stop just because she couldn’t properly handle the pleasure, she would regret it for the rest of her life. She needed him inside of her. She craved his thrusts. And she demanded the rough nature of a saiyan fucking her in order to be happy. Fortunately, Bulma got everything she wanted as Gohan pounded into her from behind. She felt his heat inside of her. She felt the intensity of every thrust causing her legs to get closer and closer to giving out, everything below her waist going numb. And she also felt an extreme amount of joy as he wrapped an arm around her body, grabbing onto one of her breasts like it simply belonged to him.

But she knew that this would get bad for her if it continued. “G-Gohan, wait, wait!” She called out, hoping that he would stop for her.

Fortunately, that was exactly what he did, halting himself and loosening his grip on her body. “Madame…?”

“Take me to my bed. If you keep fucking me like this, my legs are going to give out. And I don’t need you stopping out of concern.~”

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When the two of them finally made it to Bulma and Vegeta’s bed, the married woman showed no hesitation to climb onto it. It worried her a small bit when her new, young lover did, though. Enough to make her turn around as she was on her hands and knees to get a good look at him. “Is something wrong, Gohan? I want you to fuck my ass. Why are you hesitating?”

At first, Gohan didn’t know what to say. He just stared at Bulma’s supple rear end, watching it wave back and forth in front of him. But he was quick to shake his head and try to bring himself back to the moment. “Just wanted to appreciate you a little bit more.”

“Good answer.~” Bulma leaned down, placing her cheek against the sheets while keeping her ass high in the air. “Think of this as a special sex lesson for when you finally start dating. So, be sure to learn and do your best!”

With his eyes still locked on Bulma, taking in every inch of her body that he could see, Gohan slowly climbed his way onto her bed before wrapping his arms around her body. He carefully lined his cock with the entrance to her pussy before thrusting his hips forward and burying every inch of his dick into her asshole.

Of course, this caused Bulma to scream out in both pain and bliss. But she couldn’t be happier that he was finally fucking her. The size of his cock easily stretched her ashole out in a way that she had missed. And the feeling of his strong, saiyan grip against her hips felt fantastic. However, when he started to move his hands down her stomach and toward her breasts, Bulma couldn’t stop herself from moaning in anticipation.

The moment his hands met her breasts and latched on, Bulma knew this was going to be something she wouldn’t be able to keep to herself. The pleasure that she felt from having her asshole stretched out, the pain from his intense grip on her breasts, the fact that he was no longer hesitating as he fucked her. All of it combined into something that she knew she would get addicted to. Especially when he began to actually fuck her into the bed, uncaring about the fact that he was definitely strong enough to break it.

“Just like that, Gohan… Just like that… Don’t you dare hold back.” Bulma’s voice spilled from her mouth as she planted her face in the sheets. It felt so good to have him thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow. Like he wasn’t ever going to get the chance to fuck a woman again. But Bulma couldn’t bring herself to not love this. It didn’t matter to her that he was Chichi’s son. It didn’t matter to her that he was the child of one of her dearest friends. It didn’t matter to Bulma that she was cheating on her husband.

Nothing mattered to Bulma other than the bliss and excitement that fucking Gohan brought her.

On the other hand, Gohan was just happy that Bulma was letting him do this. Calling her Madame made him feel a bit special about this moment. But the fact that she was enjoying it as much as he was led him to believe that it was an okay thing for them to do. And with the way her breasts seeped between his fingers, allowing him to properly squeeze down on them as he fucked her? It felt almost like magic that a woman’s body could do such a thing. Especially when she was able to not feel the pain of his thrusts, understanding his own strength in the back of his head. However, the fear of hurting Bulma wasn’t going to stop Gohan from enjoying himself. Especially when her screams of pain and pleasure filled the room around them and left them unable to hear the bed creaking underneath them.

With each passing second, Bulma felt her mind slipping more and more to the pleasure. Lust clouded her thoughts with each thrust that filled her tight and stretched asshole. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth as she gripped tightly onto the sheets she was being fucked again. The pleasure was too much for her.

Maybe it was because of the fact that, while Vegeta was still young and virile by human standards, Gohan had a certain charm to him that Vegeta didn’t. Maybe it was because of the fact that she hadn’t had someone so lively inside of her for the longest time. Or maybe it was the fact that the two of them were breaking multiple different taboos and Bulma couldn’t help but love it. Whatever the reason was for her pleasure skyrocketing with each passing second, Bulma didn’t hide her bliss for a second. Especially when Gohan’s thrusts started to become erratic and she could tell he was trying to hold back from blowing his load.

“Don’t hold back, Gohan. Let it out. Fill me with your cum!” Bulma screamed against her sheets as the excitement of being pumped full of a younger man’s seed rushed to her mind, causing her pussy and asshole to ache with bliss and excitement.

Fortunately, he did just what she wanted. Without wasting a moment, as if he was actually just waiting on her permission to cum, Gohan’s grip got tighter against her breasts and he buried every inch of his cock deep into her asshole. Of course, Bulma let out a sharp and blissful gasp as he did so, relishing in the feeling of his dick throbbing so deep inside of her. Only for, a moment later, said dick to erupt inside of her and let out what felt like a flood of his seed.

Bulma moaned in pure bliss as she accepted every drop of Gohan’s seed, cumming right along whim him from the feeling of his erupting inside of her. She couldn’t believe that he was cumming so much, showing just how much he had been pent up and how much he must have desperately needed this. However, she couldn’t help but feel like this was the right decision when he leaned over her body and stole a kiss from her lips. She didn’t know how he could bend at that angle, but when he kissed her and stuck his tongue in her mouth, Bulma wasn’t about to complain.

Her heart skipped a few beats in her chest as the cum finally stopped flowing. And, of course, she returned the affection that she was given, relishing in the fact that he was even giving it to her in the first place. “God, Gohan…” She started when their lips parted. “That was… Fantastic… But we’re not done, understand? I’m not done with you…”

“Understood, Madame Bulma…” Gohan smirked as he leaned back to sit up straight, pulling her with him.

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When Gohan pulled her into a cowgirl position almost an hour ago, Bulma didn’t know what he was thinking. She knew that he enjoyed the view of her breasts, but when she started riding him, properly enjoying the way his cock stretched her inner walls, she didn’t question him anymore. Instead, she happily rode his dick like there was no tomorrow, rocking her hips back and forth as she moaned out in pure and utter bliss. “It feels so good, Gohan… Your cock is perfect for my pussy.~”

Of course, it didn’t exactly matter to Gohan if Bulma was speaking the truth or just hyping him up. He was simply too lost in the lust that he felt for her to be able to worry about anything else. His heart raced in his chest as she leaned forward in order to meet his forehead. He couldn’t stop himself from throbbing inside of her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. And, of course, when she leaned in for a kiss, Gohan was more than happy to meet that affection and return it.

Having the affection that she was giving him returned to her caused Bulma to tighten up around his shaft, feeling a sense of lust that she hadn’t felt since Vegeta had first gotten to Earth. “Fuck… Fuck fuck fuck… So good!~” Bulma’s breath grew heavy as she adjusted her riding, shifting her movements from rocking her hips against his own to bouncing on his lap. There was no hesitation as she lifted her hips high enough for only the tip of his shaft to remain inside of her, only to wait a moment. Just enough for her pussy to miss the sensation of being full and stretched. Before slamming herself back down with an eagerness that could only be rivaled by a pornstar that was in love with her scene partner.

Hot and heavy moans spilled from Bulma’s lips right in front of Gohan’s face, allowing herself to chase the pleasure that his cock brought her. Without a care in the world for what was around them. What reason was there to care about anything around them when it wouldn’t bring her this kind of pleasure? What would it matter when it wasn’t her family that was currently away from her home for a few days? The only thing that mattered to Bulma right now was the cock that was jammed inside of her, reaching deep enough to feel like it was slamming into her womb.

“Fuck me, fuck me, Gohan! I don’t want you pulling out of my cunt until you can’t give me more cum!~” Bulma screamed out in pure bliss as she rode her new favorite lover, looking him in the eyes as she picked up the pace of her bouncing. “Promise me you will give me every drop.~”

“I promise, Madame Bulma.~” Gohan stole a kiss from Bulma as he started to thrust upward into her, wanting to give her what she craved from him. He knew that this was wrong, but something about the way she moved and craved him so much, he didn’t care. He wanted her and wanted to give her everything she wanted.

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It didn’t take long for the two lovers to end up in a different position, the two of them enjoying as much of the other’s body as they possibly could. Gohan showed no remorse as he rolled the two of them over to put Bulma underneath him, leaving them in missionary, before stealing a kiss from her once again. A kiss that, of course, was happily returned to him.

Bulma also returned her pet’s eagerness by wrapping her legs around his waist, keeping him from pulling out of her pussy. She wanted him to stay inside of her, craved him being in her, and desired his spunk erupting into her womb. In the back of Bulma’s mind, she knew there was a chance she could get pregnant from him. And part of her hoped for it. Somewhere deep down, Bulma wanted Gohan to impregnate her with how much he was fucking her and how good he was making her feel.

Their lips danced from kiss to kiss as she kept him close. Even if Gohan was above her and leading the charge in this current position, Bulma was still the one dictating what they did. And that was shown as she threaded her fingers through Gohan’s hair and pulled him to her breast, watching silently as he instinctively took her nipple into her mouth. Much to her surprise, his tongue immediately began dancing around her nipple and a gasp of bliss left her as a result.

“You’re such a fast learner, Gohan… You’re going to make any woman you’re with happy and turn her into a slut for you.~” Bulma couldn’t stop herself from giving his lower lip with a gentle tug with her teeth, watching as a blush came to his cheeks. And before allowing him to make another move, she locked her ankles behind his back. “And you’re going to make me a jealous old woman. I’m going to hate whoever you marry if it isn’t me.~”

At first, Gohan didn’t know what to do or say when listening to this. He knew that both of them were currently lost in their lust. But to hear Bulma saying something like this? He couldn’t believe it. Especially when he knew that she had Vegeta to keep her happy still. But he couldn’t stop himself from nodding and looking into her eyes. Before giving her another kiss and opening his mouth. “Just call me whenever you want me, Madame Bulma. I’m yours…”

With a smile on her face, Bulma felt her heart skipping a beat. She could see the sincerity in his eyes. “You’re such a good boy for me, Gohan. Fill me with your cum and make me a mother again.~” She locked another kiss with Gohan as he throbbed inside of her, his shaft reaching deep enough to feel like it was going to be piercing directly into her womb once again. Thankfully, though, it didn’t take more than a moment for him to blow his load inside of her, having waited for her permission once again.

As his cock throbbed and pulsed inside of her, Bulma couldn’t stop herself from moaning out for him, keeping him close to her body before leaning close to his ear. “Please, Gohan. Fill me with every drop of that saiyan cum. Give me everything you’ve got and get me pregnant again.~” Bumla’s heart raced in her chest as she begged someone that she had practically watched grow up attempt to fill her with rope after rope of his thick and heated seed. All while she knew that this would be impossible to explain to Vegata if she actually ended up pregnant.

However, something about that just turned her on even more, pushing her to wrap her lock her ankles behind Gohan’s back so that he would be unable to pull out of her. “Give me everything, Gohan! I want it all!~”

In the back of his mind, Gohan couldn’t believe that he was in this situation. But as Bulma’s inner walls squeezed around him nothing was going to stop him from filling her with every drop of cum that he could possibly manage to give her. It didn’t matter what could happen in the next few minutes, as he pumped rope after rope of his cum directly into her womb, Gohan couldn’t bring himself to pull away from his Madame Bulma. Especially as she pulled him into a heated and loving kiss.

Fortunately or unfortunately for the lust that the two were feeling, after this orgasm that both of them experienced, the lust and drive that they felt began to fade rather quickly. Not fast enough for either of them to feel like they had done anything wrong or that they wanted to get away from the other. But enough for Bulma to unlock her legs from Gohan’s back and pull him close just so that the two of them could cuddle together. “That was wonderful, Gohan… Genuinely, you are much better than you give yourself credit for.”

Gohan stayed silent for a moment as he thought about just what to say. It certainly helped to hear Bulma of all people say that. A woman that he knew was fully aware of what she was talking about. “Thank you, Bulma… I… I don’t really know what to say. I’m still a bit lost in what happened…”

“As long as you feel better about yourself now. More confident. Then I’ve done my job.~” Bulma giggled under her breath as she brought Gohan’s head to one of her breasts, letting him rest on it for a moment.

“I do, yeah. Thank you.”

“Good! Now, you should probably head home before your mother begins to worry about you. But, do me a favor, okay?” When Gohan looked up at her, Bulma quickly leaned in and placed a kiss against his lips. “Come back often. Your Madame Bulma doesn’t want this to be a one-time thing. Understood?~”

Gohan’s cheeks turned a deep shade of red before he nodded his head and got up from the bed. “Yes, Madame! I won’t keep you waiting.”

It surprised Bulma to see just how quickly Gohan got dressed and left after everything they had just done. Part of her wondered if it was that saiyan stamina that kept him going like this. Which meant that maybe, just maybe, he was holding out on her and had more to offer when they got the chance. However, she pushed that thought to the back of her mind before reaching for her phone and calling Chi-Chi.

Chi-Chi answered almost immediately, picking up the phone and sounding a bit concerned for her friend. “Bulma? It’s not like you to call like this. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Gohan was just… Spending some time with me and I didn’t want you to worry. I just sent him home.” Bulma felt a gentle blush coming to her cheeks as she admitted this to Chi-Chi. “And when I say spending time…”

“He’s a teenager, I knew it would happen eventually. I’m… Glad it was someone that I could trust with my son, at least.” Bulma let out a heavy sigh before shaking her head. “But really? Cheating on Vegeta? What if he finds out?! Did you two use protection?”

“No no, we didn’t. I didn’t want his first time to be spoiled. And Vegeta will be fine. Even if he found out, he can’t exactly fight with me or Gohan about it. And if he can’t stand up to me, then he definitely can’t stand up to you.~” Bulma felt at ease when Chi-Chi laughed after a moment, making it clear that she was fine with what happened.

“Well, while I am a bit conflicted about it, thank you for being his first. And for… Helping him with whatever he couldn’t talk to me about.”

“Of course, Chi-Chi! Honestly, whoever he ends up with is going to be one lucky woman.”

When Chi-Chi hung up a moment later, Bulma tossed her phone across the bed and let out a gentle sigh. Was it really okay for her to do something like that? Was it fine? Would there be any consequences? Her mind rushed for a moment as she tried to think about if she was even still young enough to become pregnant. Or if saiyan cum was somehow special.

However, all of that came to a halt when she remembered something that Trunks from the future said to her. That before their fight with the Androids, Gohan and Bulma were having an affair. Bulma thought they were keeping it a secret, but Trunks knew. And that she was pregnant with Future Gohan’s child, wanting to name the unborn girl Pan. For just a moment after she remembered that, Bulma felt a shiver go through her spine. “I don’t feel negatively about the thought of carrying his child… Hopefully, that was just a reaction to the lack of warmth. Ah, oh well. As long as my pet doesn’t take long to come back.~”