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Why Don't We Do This More Often

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The next day



Chichi released a relaxing sigh as she lounged against one of the plush lawn chairs around Bulma's pool. A large umbrella offering enough shade to cover her bikini clad body. The baby blue two piece showing off her smooth creamy skin. Recently, she'd become a little self conscious about her aging. But after last night, no one could tell her she wasn’t sexy.

It's amazing how a few well deserved mind blowing orgasms could change your mood. She wasn’t even bothered when her and Goku had their walk of shame through the castle that morning.

After acknowledging that they both were the cause of their intimacy issues, the two decided to stay in their room for the remainder of the party. Tasting each other until they eventually collapsed in exhaustion.

The caretaker politely woke them up at 8am. Offering breakfast and warm towels to freshen up before they left. To her husbands chagrin, she took the warm towels but declined breakfast. Having enough decency not to dine in front of others with cum on the inside of her dress. Plus, no warm towel could completely hide the smell of sex, sweat, and everything else that seeped out of their pores.

After dressing, Goku carried her out to the front since her feet were a little sore from wearing heels all night. Walking out, they spotted Yamcha, who had been waiting at the valet with his blond date. Chichi blushed when he playfully mentioned how they were missed at the party. It seems they weren’t the only ones to do a disappearing act.

Apparently, Bulma had gone to look for Chichi and also went missing for about an hour. By the time she reappeared, she could barely walk, her dress was wrinkled, and she smelled like she'd been on a porn set all day. The goofy smile on her face a telltale sign of where she'd been.

During the Mask Contest, she nonchalantly reviewed the contestants before quickly picking 18. The crystal head piece an obvious winner our of the bunch. No sooner than the prize envelope left her hands, she ran back to Vegeta. Who must've been drunk to let her hang all over him for the rest of the night. Chichi laughed, imagining the irony of the stone faced Vegeta indulging his wife.

Offering to see him later, they retrieved their car from the valet. But, Goku chose to capsule it and instant transmission home. Food wasn’t the only thing he had a craving for. She was still tender from their previous romp so she compromised with a nice blowjob while they showered. He didn't complain.

“Well don't you look relaxed.” A voice called, pulling her out of her thoughts.

Chichi opened her eyes to see Bulma standing next to her. She was removing the sheer white sarong from her hips. The pink bikini also showcasing her creamy toned body. Who’d think both women had two children.

“There’s not much to do so I thought I'd take it easy today.” She responded as her Bulma got comfortable in her own chair.

Any other time Chichi would be running around, making plates, cleaning up, or yelling at her husband. But, she was way to chill for that now.

Bulma smirked at her unusual mood. “Must be all that hot nasty sex you had last night.”

“You're one to talk. From the looks of it, I'm not the only who had too much fun.” Pointing to a bite mark on her thigh.

“True. But at least I came back.” She laughed. “I don't blame you though. Seems like that engine you were talking about is running again.”

“Oh yeah, it's definitely up and running.” Looking up to find her husband standing by the grill. A plate of food in one hand and a huge rib in the other. She blush when he caught her gaze and winked.

“It wasn't all his fault. After I really thought about it. I was partially to blame for our.... lack of intimacy.”

Bulma's raised an eye brow. “Why do you say that?”

“Well ....” Chichi paused, finally feeling a sense of embarrassment.

“Uh uh. Don't you dare get bashful now. I heard about the cum stains you left all over that room. The door, the desk, the floor.... He got jizz on one of the bed post!” Bulma's whispered yelled.

Chichi covered her face. “Oh Kami!”

“Now spill. I thought Vegeta and I had some crazy sex, but whoa!”

“What are you two whispering about over here?”

Both women looked up to see 18 with a drink in her hand. She also wore a bikini, but the top to her red two piece was more a sports bra than the skimpy ones they had on.

“Oh Chichi’s about to explain why her and Goku waited until last night to have wild sex at my party.”

18 pumped her first before sitting on the other side of Chichi. “Ha! I knew it! Gotta tell him to pay up.”

“What do you mean?”

“Krillin insisted that you both were too wholesome to be having sex at a party. But, I told him there was no way you weren’t getting fucked. He didn't see the look on Goku’s face. I did. He was ready to rip your clothes off when we came up. So, I bet him 100 zeni. He probably already asked him and just doesn’t want to tell me.”

“Now I'm embarrassed...”

“Don't be. There's nothing wrong with having sex with your husband. Now tell us the “T” hot grandma.”

Chichi balked at what she called her.

“Haha! That's a good one!” Bulma laughed. “No, but seriously. What's going on with you two?”

Taking a deep breath, Chichi continued her story. “Well, as you can see, we don't have a problem with sex per se, it’s just the frequency of it. It was almost two months since we last had sex.”

“Two months?!” They both echoed.

“I would've put Krillin in a chokehold.”

“And you didn't say anything?” Bulma's asked

“That's why I said it's partially my fault too. It just felt weird to ask him for sex. I mean, the last time we did it was because he caught me coming out of the shower.” Chichi said, throwing up her hands.

Bulma shook her head while 18 rolled her eyes.

“We never had this problem before he died. But after he came back, it was like a 180. I honestly started thinking that maybe he just didn't feel the same way about me anymore.”

Bulma massaged her brow in agitation. “I love Goku, but he's denser than led. I doubt it had anything to do with how he felt. He's obviously attracted to you. It's probably him just being awkward since he was gone for so long.”

“Yeah, we talked about that last night and I agreed to be more upfront. That way he knows I want him...”

“You need to demand it!” 18 said before downing the rest of her margarita. “I don't let Krillin go more than a week without making me cum.”

“Same with my husband. I've walked into that gravity room many times and told him to fuck me or I’d shut it down.” Bulma seconded.

18 nodded. “Exactly! You should do the same thing. If he wants to train, he needs to make you cum. End of story.”

Chichi thought about their suggestions. She wasn’t thrilled with how much he trained. However, she didn't know about trading orgasms for it. “Okaaay......Well, he’s in the mood now so I don't think I need to go there. My only obstacle now is if he falls asleep on me. Goku sleeps like a log.”

18 scoffed. “He's asleep, not dead. Just get him hard and ride him till you cum. Trust me. I've done it. He’ll think he had the most amazing dream the next day.”

“Damn...I was gonna say slap him, but that's even better. I like the way you think.” Bulma said in awe.

Chichi was about to respond when her little angel ran up to them. “Grandma!” Pan screamed before jumping into her arms.

“Pan! Don't jump on her like that.” Gohan said as he ran behind her. He noticed that his mother was half naked again. Her little bathing suit showing way more skin than he was comfortable seeing. ‘What has gotten into her? She's not wearing any clothes again!’

“It’s ok. How's my pretty girl doing?”

“I'm good. Can we go swimming?” Pan asked brightly.

“We sure can. Come on sweet pea.” Picking up her granddaughter.

“By the way, I love that swimsuit. The color looks great on you.” Videl said, playfully nudged her sickly looking husband.

“You're looking good hot grandma!” 18 said with a mischievous grin.

“18!” Chichi admonished.

Gohan ran a hand down his face and walked away. “Kami help me.”



“The ladies look like they're having fun!” Krillin laughed as he stood next to Goku and Yamcha.

Yamcha scoffed “Personally, I'm a little jealous. It's like MILF Central over there.”

Goku looked up from his food. “What's a Milf?

Krillin shook his head. “He means our wives are hot. They look nice.”

“Oh yeah. Chichi is pretty hot.”

“No kidding. That dress she wore at the party was crazy.” Krillin said in amazement.

“Ha! You should've seen them this morning. My man here looked like he had a good ole time with his wife last night.” Yamcha laughed, smacking Goku on the back.

Krillin's face fell. “You did?”

Goku laughed with an embarrassed blush. “Haha. She looked so great that I couldn’t help myself.”

Krillin's shoulders slumped. ‘Dammit, she's gonna take my entire wallet!’



It was almost midnight when they finally got home from Bulma’s barbecue. Goku decided to shower while Chichi put away their extra food. Out of habit, she took a few minutes to straighten up the house before heading to their bedroom.

He was just stepping out of the bathroom when she walked in.

“Honey, do you want another snack before bed?” she asked, gesturing for him to lean down so she could help dry his hair.

“No I'm good.” he murmured, holding her hips. “But, I wouldn't mind having you again.” Leaning in to sneak a kiss.

Chichi moaned as he pulled her close to his hard body. His large hands massaging her ass. She pulled away when she felt his bare cock stir against her stomach.

“Let me take a quick shower and you can have me all night.” She whispered seductively. Stepping back, she began to slowly undress for him. Allowing him a glimpse of the large pink nipples he loved. He licked his lips when she dropped her bottoms. The trimmed patch of curls calling his name.

“Hurry up.” He said. Smacking her ass when she walked by.

Chichi jumped and look back at him. She loved when he got rough like that. Humming with anticipation, she ran in the bathroom to quickly shower. Making sure all her naughty bits were clean. She wanted his tongue everywhere tonight.

Ten minutes later, she stepped out in a towel, ready to rock his world. However, his comfortable position didn't look promising. He was laid back on the bed with with his eyes closed. The snore that rip through the air only solidified her suspicions. It looked like he fell asleep while stroking himself.

“Dammit Goku! Wake up!” She stomped. Rolling her eyes when all he did was mumble. She was about to get her night clothes, but stopped. Thinking back on 18’s words. Maybe she could still have a little fun. He was still semi hard.

Throwing her towel to the side, she crawled into bed next to him. Tentatively, she reached out and ran a hand over his muscled stomach. On reflex, he moved his arm to wrap it around her, pulling her down to his chest. The hand on his dick falling to the side.

‘Hmmm. Maybe this can work.’

Leaning in, she pressed little kisses on his chin, her tongue peeking out to taste his salty skin. She lightly kissed the side of his mouth before moving down to lick his neck. A deep purring sound started rumbling his chest, spurring her on. Sitting up, she straddled his hips. Letting her moist folds rub against his growing cock. Slowly, she began circling her hips. The hot flesh making her bite her lip and moan. Closing her eyes, she indulged in the sweet pleasure circulating through her sensitive clit.

Suddenly, she felt his hands grab into her hips. Looking down, she thought he finally woke up. But all he did was mumble her name and shudder when she clawed his stomach. Smirking, she bent down and bit one of his nipples. Loving the hiss that fell from his lips.

Chichi was actually surprised at how responsive he was. Moaning as she lapped at his hard nipples. His hands reflexively squeezing her ass when she nipped at his taunt skin. She continued to grind her greedy cunt on his shaft. Gasping every time his hips jerked. The move putting extra pressure on her already electrified clit. Her sticky honey dripping down to his balls.

Ready to end her own torture, she sat back up and grabbed his cream covered cock. Watching his brow furrow as she stroked it. His mouth opening in a needy groan.

Lifting up, she positioned the tip at her swollen lips, then slowly lowered herself. Savoring the way he stretched her open. She whimpered when she eased up a bit and pushed herself back down. The thick veins caressing the pulsing walls of her pussy. She threw her head back when he was fully seated. Her body at the perfect angle for him to hit her sweet spot. Bracing her hands on his chest, she began to bounce.

“Oh...OH.. It's so good...Goku!” She moaned as she pleasured herself in his dick. Every bounce strategically massaging her slick insides. Her eyes rolling when he instinctively thrust his hips, her clit rubbing against his course pubic hair.

In her daze of pleasure, she failed to see her husband blinking slowly. The feel of her hot wet tunnel bringing his consciousness forward. His drowsy vision blurry. All he saw was the sway of nipples and black hair.

“Chichi!” He moaned. Reaching up to tweak her nipples with his thumbs. Chichi cried out as the increasing force of his thrust caused the pulse in her pussy to spread. The sensation pounding in her swollen clit.

Without warning, he suddenly flipped them both over. She yelped when her back hit the sheets, her legs hooked over his arms. He then pushed his face in her neck and began thrusting wildly .

“Oh Kami, Goku!” She screamed, grabbing his hair. His deep thrust causing her legs to shake. Soon the orgasm she felt creeping up crashed into her like a tsunami.

Liquid gushed freely from her pussy as she convulsed. Her sticky juices splattering against his thighs. The tightening walls around his dick making him pump faster. A few more thrust and he pushed forward, shooting his steaming load inside her. Grunting with the satisfaction of his release.

Chichi clawed his back and trembled. His hot cum setting off another small explosion inside her. Panting, they both clung to each other in exhaustion. Slowly Goku lifted his head to look down at her. His eyes still glazed with sleep. She smiled and pulled him down. Giving him a few sweet kisses.

“I love you.” He said drowsily before passing out on her breast.

“I love you too!” She whispered, cradling his head as she drifted off.



The next morning, Goku woke to soft fingers stroking his hair. His head resting on his wife's pillowy breast. He blinked a few times before looking up to see her beautiful content face. Her eyes still closed in sleep.

Wanting to relieve her of his weight, he slowly turned to his side. His arms keeping her close. The move made him realize that he was still partially inside her. He lifted one of her legs over his. That way he could slide in deeper. The little mewl she offered him sent a shiver up his spine.

“Mmmm. This a nice way to wake up.” Chichi said, popping little kisses on his chest.

“Yeah.” Tilting her head up to kiss her lips. His hips pumping slowly.

“Did we do it last night? It's almost like it was a dream.” He said wistfully. Her warm tight walls becoming more moist with each stroke.

“Oh Goku.” She shivered. “You were wonderful last night.”

He stared into her eyes as they became hooded in pleasure. “Really?”

Smiling, she pushed him to his back and straddled him. “Let me show you. Don't forget, we've got a lot of making up to do.”