Chapter 8

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Goku tugged anxiously at the tight collar on his rented tuxedo. Once again he and Juunana had spent the day in search for a tux that would fit the dark haired man’s large frame. “J I think I may be the hardest person in the world to fit, but I am thankful everyday that I am not a woman. Bulma has been griping and moaning about fitting into her Bridesmaid dress. She thinks she is fat! I can’t seem to make it clear that she looks great in it, in fact that blue that Chante picked looks really good on her.”

“Like really good on her as in, Oh my what an attractive girl, I would like my mom to meet her, or really good as in, Oh man I hope the reception is short?”

“Um, that would be, Oh man I hope the reception is short.” the younger man laughed and blushed slightly as a far away look took over in his eyes.

“Goku what are you picturing, something tells me it isn’t B in the dress…Wait, let me guess, the two of you have Finally done the deed.”

“Yes and no. Yes I was picturing her out of that dress, but no we haven’t, as you so nicely put it, done the deed. But I don’t think I can wait much longer…”

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Chante turned and pace back in forth in front of Bulma’s full length mirror. “Bulma are you sure I look okay in this one? I mean I know that J has seen me in less, but this time it will be different! I mean it is our wedding night for Kami’s sake!! I want to look sexy and sweet and classy and fun all rolled into one, is that even possible?”

Bulma laughed at her flustered best friend and shook her head, “I think Brittany Spears pulls it off pretty well, you could always try a plaid skirt and lace bra over the basic teddy.”

The ash-blond bride-to-be gave Bulma a quick lesson in sign language with her middle finger before sighing in exasperation and collapsing on the bed. “Bulma, I want everything to be perfect, I mean the wedding was pretty rushed. Engaged in December, married on Valentines Day. J choose it though, he says he is tired of being alone and wants our lives to be “officially sealed” as soon as possible. V Day, pretty romantic huh?”

The blue eyed beauty laughed lightly and said, “Yeah and easy to remember!”

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Goku walked into his small cottage home and collapsed into one of the over stuffed chairs, “Boy what a day, how can women do that al the time!” the dark eyed man casually looked up from his comfortable spot and glanced at the clock, “Already 3:50, dang, the rehearsal dinner is at 5:30, better get a move on! Gohan let’s go, we have to be clean and at Bulma’s in an hour!”

Gohan ran from his room at the sound of his father’s voice, “Daddyyyyyyyyy you are finally home! I was tired of the babysitter, she wouldn’t even play. How come I couldn’t go to Bulma’s again?”

Goku let out a small “oomph” as his son jumped into his lap. “Well, Go she and Chante are getting things ready for the wedding. Remember, you are going to carry a pillow with a ring on it.”

“Oh yeah!! I forgotted.” the small boy’s face took on a thoughtful look and he turned to his father and said, “Daddy, when are you and Bulma going to get married?”

Goku patted his son’s head and sighed, pulling Gohan’s head under his chin and holding him close, “Soon I hope Little man, soon.”

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Bulma straightened one more non-existent wrinkle out of the white table cloth. “This is so gorgeous! I love the name cards and plates, you guys really outdid yourselves.”

Chante smiled and looked over to her blue haired friend, “Yeah, I think the gold is a nice compliment to the ivory in my dress. Bulma, I am going to be married in 24 hours!!”

Bulma squealed and hopped up and down, mimicking her friends actions. “I am so happy for you, but,” the crystalline beauty stopped hopping and grew quiet, “I am a bit jealous…You know, always a bridesmaid, never the bride.”

“Nope, I can tell. This one is a keeper. You will be married in five months, I guarantee it.”

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Gohan wiggled and scratched as he anxiously awaited for Bulma to give him his signal to go. “Aw Bulma, these clothes are itchy and I feel hot, and I have a tummy ache.”

“Now hush Gohan, this is just like you have been practicing. Remember? You walk down the isle with the pillow and stop by your daddy. Okay?”

“Um okay Bulma, but I really don’t feel good.” the tiny boy whined. “I feel like my tummy is going to pop!”

“Oh sweetie, I bet that is just butterflies! Now, you go out there you handsome thing! It is your cue!” and Bulma pushed the tiny tot out onto the long carpeted walkway. Gohan froze… “Pssst, little man! Go! Walk to your daddy!” and the small boy made his way shakily down the isle.

Bulma took in a deep breath of air and began her journey down the isle. Every head turned and watched as the graceful beauty made her way to the alter. In her head jealous thoughts ricochet left and right, “I wish I were the one getting married, why can’t it be me at the alter?” Outward though, Bulma never showed any sign of envy, she simply smiled and walked, walked and smiled. “Finally I reach the alter, that was a loooong walk.” she muttered to herself. Then after realizing how negative she was being, Bulma scolded herself, “Bulma Briefs! Shame on you! This is your best friends wedding, and all you can think about is yourself. Focus and smile. My day will come.” Bulma sighed and turned to the front as the wedding march began to play.

Goku stood mesmerized by Bulma as she floated down the isle. He hadn’t lied when he said she looked incredible, and now J was seeing what Goku meant, the soft blue material hugged her body in all the right places and scooped and cut at just the right height. She looked radiant but at the same time Goku noticed, her smile seemed a bit put on. “I wonder why she is faking that smile…Probably thinks she looks bad.” the young black haired man shook his head and smiled at the naivety his girlfriend had when it came to her own looks. She was a show stopping, head turner that was for sure. When Bulma reached the end of the walkway she frowned for a moment and Goku struggled to read her lips, “Shame on you? Hm…I wonder why she said that?” he pondered why she would be upset for a moment before looking up to see that finally the smile on her face was real. “That’s my girl, this will be you one day Bulma, I promise.” he said to himself before he too, turned to watch Chante.

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Bulma and Goku stood together watching the church entrance, waiting for the happy couple so they could shower them with rice, and then travel on to the reception. Goku turned and wrapped a strong arm around Bulma’s lithe waist, and just as he was about to ask her what had been bothering her a small tug at his pants leg diverted his attention, “Daddy…my tummy hurts bad. I think I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Gohan, we can’t leave just yet. I know you want out of that suite, but hang on one more minute please. We will go in one hour okay?”

“But daddy it hurts bad!”

“Gohan! What did I say? Now you stand here like a big boy or we will have to have a talk when we get home. Do you understand me?”

“Yes sir.” the little boy stifled a few tears and turned away, leaving Goku and Bulma temporarily alone.

“Oh I tell you what, he is being so ornery lately, I don’t know what has gotten into him.”

“Goku hon, I wouldn’t worry about it. He is probably tired of having to be careful not to make a mess, I bet he will feel great after a piece of cake.”

Goku kissed the top of Bulma’s head and gave her a quick squeeze, “I am sure you are right.”

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“Well he is finally asleep! Poor little guy, getting sick like that at the reception. I am glad he made it through the wedding though, Chante might have been upset if Gohan had thrown up all over her beautiful dress.”

“You are right, but I hated to leave like that. I mean we only got to see the first dance, no cake cutting, no toast, nothing.”

“Goku, Gohan needed to come home, besides I don’t think J or Chante even noticed us leave, they looked so happy tonight. And that wedding, it was beautiful. The candles flickering and the scent of all that lavender, it made the whole chapel look like a storybook wedding.” Bulma sighed and leaned against Goku, breathing in his musky scent. “I love you Goku.”

“I love you too.” Goku placed his hands on her arms and held her slightly away from his body. The obsidian eyed man then looked her up and down before turning her to face the bathroom door and kissing her gently on the back of the neck. Then he whispered, “I don’t know if you remember it or not, but about a week ago you made an offer to me that I had to refuse, a decision that almost killed me mind you…Do you remember?”

Bulma blushed lightly and giggled, “I think so, I believe it had something to do with you, me, and a hot bath…Am I on the right path?”

Goku nodded and kissed her neck once more, before moving on to nibble her ears, and then turning her once more to kiss her nose, and finally lips. “Mmmm Bulma, I want you, and I think I hear the bathtub calling for us.” Goku paused for a moment and held his hand to his ear, “Yep defiantly calling us, do you hear it? Hmmmm do you hear it?” then the black haired man swept Bulma off her feet and ran with her to her oversized bathroom. “Do I seem a little eager?” he laughed nervously and put his hand behind his head, “Honey it’s just that, well I love you a whole lot, and I mean to show you tonight exactly how much I love you.”

Bulma’s blue eyes seemed to double in size as she took in the full meaning of his words, then a devilish smile crept onto her face, “Oh yeah, well feel free to show me EXACTLY how much you love me, take all the time in the world!”

Goku gently sat Bulma down atop the bathroom counter. He placed soft kisses on her cheeks, lips, and neck, then he slid one silk blue strap off her shoulder. His lips followed his hands and he busied himself in the nape of her long neck, nipping and kissing. Bulma let out a low moan and let her head roll back, “Goku not fair! I can’t take to much of that.”

Goku smiled into her neck and muttered, never once stopping her kisses, “What this? These little kisses? What you mean you like it?” Goku began kissing his way to the blue eyed woman’s protruding collarbone, licking it in it’s entirety before one long ragged moan gained his attention. “Bulma,” he whispered, his voice taking on a sexy deep tone, “Do you like that?”

“Mmmhmmmm, Kami Goku…I don’t know if I can stand much more, seriously.” Bulma whipped her head up and pulled his lips to hers, kissing Goku hard on the lips, snaking her tongue into his mouth.

Goku pulled his head away and waved his finger at her, “Uh uh young lady. I said I was going to show You how much I loved you. So you just sit back and enjoy the night.” The black haired man then gently reached up and removed the other strap and pulled Bulma off the counter, allowing the silk dress to fall off her and into a puddle in the floor. Clad now in only a bra and a pair of satin panties she was placed back on the counter. Goku kissed her neck, gently sucking and nipping until he reached one perfect pink nipple. Looking up with a devilish grin Goku gently cupped both breasts and moved his lips to the pink nubs. Licking them into hardened ends he removed his lips and began gently massaging her chest. “Bulma, I suggest you totally relax, I have been waiting quite a while for you and I plan on enjoying myself.”

Bulma was speechless, she merely nodded her head and let her body go limp.

Goku allowed his hands to remain firmly planted on Bulma’s top half, but dropped to his knees, positioning himself to give Bulma the time of her life. Noticing that she immediately tensed he began murmuring sweet nothings into her bellybutton. When he felt her relax a bit he moved his head slightly lower, then lower, then lower once more until he was face to face with her womanhood. He took a deep breath of her musky, sex induced scent, a smell that was slowly pushing him past control. He reached his tongue out experimentally, waiting for her reaction, “Bulma? Is this okay with you?”

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“I’ll take that as a yes,” Goku then proceeded to gently part her lower lips and kiss her inner folds. Kisses were placed erratically, with no regard to there position. Goku’s hormones were taking control and the kisses quickly turned to licking. The obsidian eyed man looked up and stifled a laugh at Bulma’s closed eyes and red face. He turned his full attention back to the process at hand and made a low guttural sound when she began running her fingers through his hair and moaning. He removed one hand from her breast and gently probed her moist entrance. Upon feeling no tightening, he slipped the single digit in. Using his finger and his mouth he slowly but surely brought Bulma to the pint of no return. Building a climax up and then cutting her off until finally when both felt they could take it no more, Goku gave her one last forceful lick and brought her over the edge.

Bulma’s mind was pacing a million miles an hour and when he brought her to her first climax, all rational thought was lost. Her body limp, Goku caught the aqua trussed beauty and carried her to the still awaiting bathtub. Bulma looked wearily up into her lover’s eyes and whispered in strangled gasps, “Goku…that…was…incredible.”

“Thank you”

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Surrounded by warm, soapy bubbles and the arm of a gorgeous man was heaven in the eyes of Bulma Briefs. She leaned her head against Goku’s chest from where she sat between his legs. “Kami Goku I don’t think I have ever done anything like that before, well at least not on my countertop!”

The dark haired man laughed and rinsed Bulma’s toned body. “I enjoyed ever moment of it, and as mentioned that is only the beginning. Here lean your head back and I will wash your hair.”

Bulma smiled to herself and thought, “Kami I am so lucky!!!”

After the bath Goku swept Bulma off her feet and wrapped a fluffy towel around her body, “Now on to bigger and better things!”

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Goku lay Bulma down on the bed letting his eyes take in the full landscape of her perfect body. The rise and fall of her chest, the taught lines of her stomach, the small patch of lavender hair, and long thin legs; just as he had pictured her in all his fantasies. And she too took in the expanse of her man, from his perfect chest, chiseled abs, rock hard member, and muscled legs. Once they had efficiently allowed their eyes to drink their fill they gave their bodies a turn. Goku placed himself between Bulma’s legs and looked her in the eyes, waiting for her silent approval before moving on. After receiving her nod, Goku placed his tip at her entrance before making the final push into her tight walls. Goku drew in a deep breath, her tightness was going to drive him over the edge fast, but he would find a way to hold on.

Bulma too found her breath taken away at the shear vastness of her lover’s size. He filled her completely, but not uncomfortably, and she knew then and there she was in for a fun-filled night.

Goku began gently rocking in and out, lulling their bodies into a comfortable speed, then gradually he speed it up until neither could move any faster. The sounds of ecstasy filled the room, groans, moans, and yells of pleasure cutting the occasional silence like a knife. Goku felt himself being pulled to the edge and his already frenzied pace kicked up one more notch. Long, hard thrusts; in, out, in out, until…The pleasure principal was reached, both voices melting into one as the pinnacle of nirvana was achieved.

Goku collapsed atop the still panting Bulma in an attempt to regain coherent thought and speech, when he felt his hormones take control once more. Bulma too felt Goku’s growing desire as it pressed harder and harder into her already hot entrance. Deciding that she wanted a bit of control this time, the crystalline eyed woman snaked her way to the top and rolled her lover over. Stealing an impromptu kiss she planted herself firmly astride his body, allowing his full length to slip inside her. Then she began the pace riding up and down and whispering “I love you’s” and “Oh Kami’s” into the night air. Once more bliss was achieved, Bulma first and Goku close behind. As soon as the beauty had rolled off the beast she found herself pined between her headboard and his body. Goku whispered into her ear, a sexy tone in his voice, “You might want to hang on…It’s my turn again.” then he non-to-gently bit her ear and pushed himself into her still slick entrance from behind. Using his knees for leverage he pumped in and out of her harder and harder, loving the sound of his name rolling off her tongue in haggard rasps. Guttural grunts and moans echoed in the expanse of the room, primal passion was in control.

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Goku opened his eyes and the first thing he noticed was that he felt wonderful. A warm body was snuggled up against his, a nude warm body…Something Goku hadn’t felt in a long time. Not since Chi-Chi, his dark eyes grew slightly murky at the remembrance of his last wife. He then chuckled to himself, “Not that she was real affectionate anyway.” He grew quiet again, not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty that lay next to him. He nuzzled her neck in hopes of gaining access to her collarbone, that happened to be one of his favorite spots to kiss her, and judging from last night she didn’t mind either. When he realized her head wasn’t going to move where he wanted it he resigned himself to smelling her hair. “Kami you smell good, do you know that? Kind of like lavender but kind of like mint…all in all a perfect scent. And you are perfect, at least for me you are.” then he gently kissed her forehead and pulled her closer, closing his eyes in a desperate attempt to make the moment last forever. As he tried to return to sleep his thoughts drifted to their first meeting, “You are my family Bulma, you and Gohan are all that matter now.” Silence regained control and peaceful slumber was restored.

Then a sudden crash, the sound of glass breaking, a child’s cry, and the silence once more. In one moment Bulma’s and Goku’s lives were changed…and not for the better.

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Hello guys!!! Did you think I was dead? Lol, well I am not and just to show you how much I love you all, this chapter is a lemon!!!! That is right a lemon! And it has a plot, I think….Anyway, r/r and tell me what you think!

*hugs*

Misty

p.s. Plugs----Anything by Vegetas-Princess, mad props to C….she’s been riding my butt for a month to get this out!

Or Steph-chan, sweet and fun to read!