Videl kissed her boyfriend's much-too-young brother. Not a peck on the forehead or cheek, congratulated an accomplishment, but full on the mouth. Goten, who hadn't seen anything like kissing before, was left stunned. His mouth held a slight gape, his eyes much bigger. His lips hadn't… tingled like this before, even when his mom made those huge, delicious meals for his insatiable appetite. He'd tried to spy on Videl and Gohan before, to see what a guy and a girl were supposed to do alone. From his own experience, with his mom, it was just more training, but at a slower sort of pace; with Trunks's mom… There were certain dissimilarities, and he wanted to gauge his brother's relationship to find out what was proper.
Videl might have tried to kiss Gohan before from what Goten saw, but Gohan awkwardly stammered and staggered back, a mess of nerves and shyness. Videl, when Gohan had departed into the sky, was pretty livid, turned hot red and swearing at his name. Goten, afraid of a woman's wrath, plugged his ears and scampered off to act like he'd never been there in the first place.
But she was watching him now tonight, encouraged by Chichi – who was desperate to wrangle the daughter of a world-famous superstar, even if she had to divorce her dead husband and marry her herself! – to help him with his studies. Videl, after all, had access to renowned tutors and was pretty smart herself to have good grades, despite running around Orange City and rounding up the usual ruffians. She could be trusted with young Goten.
She couldn't be trusted with young Goten.
Not when her hormones were up, and Gohan was too unwilling to give in to his baser desires. The last time he'd done that, he got his dad killed.
And besides, Videl was attracted to innocence, even if she might say anything to the contrary. Sharpener had been after her for some time, after all, bulking up his body and saying he was worthy of her. But he was pathetic and insecure… in a way that Videl didn't find attractive. The pathetic, insecure Gohan was much more to her liking. And Goten… he was also small, easy to manipulate, easy to corrupt. Very much like Gohan in many ways but for stature and age.
"Videl…?"
She kissed him again, and this time inserted her tongue. She swallowed his little mewl of objection or worry, but she coaxed his tongue into action as she slid across it. Her mouth tasted of the sweetness of strawberries and chocolate – as the Capsule Corporation sent out giftbags to their most esteemed customers periodically, and her dad was too busy banging the CEO in the back room to enjoy the gift basket – and Goten was enticed by it, flicking his tongue against hers and creeping into her mouth. Another person's tongue, gums, tongue, cheeks… And Videl seemed to like him there, as much as he liked being there.
All the same, she pulled apart, but kept their tongues together, moaning hotly as she twirled around his chasing tongue. He was a bit confused, but followed her example until she eased away with a smile and a sensual brush of her finger to wipe up some lost spittle between them; Goten briskly cleaned his mouth with his sleeve like a country bumpkin.
"What was that?" he asked breathlessly
Videl's erotic smile twisted into a smirk, and she tapped his nose with her finger. "A kiss," she told him. "But that's not all."
She rose to full height, towering over him even if her body was rather slight. She grabbed the hem of her long white Orange Star High and pulled it up over her shaved head without a hitch; well, one – or two? – hitch, as her breasts dropped one after the other, bouncing in their freedom, perky and firm, best breasts money could buy without implants. Just good ol' diet, exercise, and luck. Bodacious B-cups; not in-you-face like Erasa's, but certainly not flat like Chichi's. Nice brown nipples, tight and erect, though the night hadn't yet chilled the hot, summer day.
Goten had seen breasts before, yet there was certain appeal to it hovering right overhead, Videl's predatory smirk leering down at him from above. He felt his pants stretch. Briefly, he considered his assignments. They remained mostly blank behind him but for the small doodles he did in boredom. Would this help him, he asked.
"It'll help your focus," she told him, and then sunk down to her knees. Goten puckered his lips instinctively, but she wasn't going for a kiss; her interests had become untying his belt sash and getting his pants down. But, smirking, she wouldn't be too distracted to kiss him while she worked. She pressed her mouth up against his again, and again introduced her tongue to his mouth; wetter than before, now that their appetites had grown for one another. They hadn't even closed their eyes, even if Goten seemed to struggle with the sudden heaviness of his eyelids. Videl intentionally looked at him, not wanting for an instant her quashed conscience to convince her that it was Gohan and not his young brother she was depantsing. A sharp tug finished her job, and she had to look down.
There was something about an undeveloped cock that was attracting to her. Maybe it was that she was surrounded by big, muscular men all the time that when presented with something so small, it was intriguing. Not that Goten was tiny except when soft; Sayians – including halfsies – were miniscule when their arousal was in check, to lessen vulnerability in battle, but would grow substantially in heat. Goten's swelled and bloated like never before, coming up from an inch to a bulky four inches, which almost looked comical on his small body.
Not the biggest, but it was real, and Videl was happy to make do with it.
"Wait!" shouted Goten when she dipped down and circled the exposed tip with her tongue. "You can't eat it!"
This family was a bunch of fools. Videl assured him that he could relax; she yanked at his dick to keep him from squirming. "Just let me do this." And though she promised that she wasn't going to eat it, the whole shaft went deep in her mouth, and Goten surged. He could feel her teeth grazing as she moved down to his hairless root, and felt that he should power up to the maximum to protect his vulnerable spot. Chichi had derided him for his penis being stiff while taking baths with her, smacking his bottom and squeezing his wiener until a hot white juice poured out. The abuse had been so extreme that he couldn't even register the pleasure, and the trauma made him not want to see her naked again.
But Videl actually turned out to be very tender with his penis. She plumped her lips and made soft moans as she pulled back to tease his head some more, showing particular interest in his slit, dragging the tip of her tongue through that slot as if to gauge his reaction. With a mom as brutal as Chichi, it was rare for him to receive delicate treatment! All he knew was training – which was fun, but also hurt when done correctly – and being scolded for not understanding arithmetic.
For all his dormant Super Sayian strength, he felt weak and wobbled on his feet, reaching back against the study desk behind him. His glazed eyes were trapped on Videl, watching her swallow him up again, feeling his head hit near the back of her mouth. She stopped periodically to catch her breath or to tilt her head underneath the stem to lap at his small – which remained small regardless of arousal – sac. That tickled quite a bit and made him squirm; it felt more like a massage, though, when she wrapped her lips around his whole undercarriage and suckled hot and wet. He could hear the saliva sloshing around his little bag, feel its contents shifting around her tongue. She departed them and went back to sucking his cock with renewed vigor. He noticed, though, that she was only on one gloved hand. The other had apparently gone between her legs, where she fiddled over her black spandex, curling against the spot where girls apparently had a cut instead of pillows. The more her fingers caressed that area, the louder her sounds vibrated around his young cock. And the more vibrations and massages around his young cock, the more Goten feared that something was going to happen that he could not – and would not – stop!
"V-Videl!" he shouted out urgently, still clutching at the desk with a grip that could snap the wood, but now buckling and bowing forward over her.
His concern only enthused her. Videl quickly sat up, harboring the cock in her mouth, linking two fingers – all she could fit between mouth and his base – around him and restricted her energetic sucking to his tip, where it generated the greatest pleasure. Like this, there was no hope for him. Whatever was going on, he felt that he needed to see it done now, and he would mimic Videl's actions with his hand or whatever else he could to finish.
She cupped his balls with her free hand, pinching lightly at them, spurring on the orgasm. But she underestimated Sayian muscles. They loaded, contracted, and expelled cum with momentum a human couldn't be prepared for. The first round collided with the back of her throat like he'd jabbed a finger; she gagged and recoiled instantly, swallowing the stuff, but still clutching her throat from the impact.
Goten, however, was not done. Wailing from the loss of comfort of her mouth, he sought to rub the rest of it out by hand, squirting into Videl's short black hair, on her forehead, over her eyes and nose, her flushed cheeks, and with great reverence, over her breasts so that several low-hanging arching strung between them. Whimpering, he squeezed at his very base and rolled up to get the last traces out, which he flicked somewhat pompously on her shoulder.
And Videl, having recovered from her coughing fit, had to clean away cum from one eye to really take an assessment of what a mess he made! "Goten!" she tried to say in anger, yet the scene was erotic. Imagine if Gohan, or better yet, Chichi arrived just at that moment to see her bathed in what was presumably Goten's first ejaculation. She almost wanted to go home like this and make her overbearing dad think that she'd just come home from a Bukkake party.
But that was sheer arousal thinking, and she would really be satisfied unless she got some of that dick inside her pussy and fast. She'd have to wait until she got home to really take care of the semen settling in her hair, but her shirt cleaned away everything else; enough, anyway, as she radiated the musk of being Goten's claim, at least for the night.
"Okay, Goten," she said to the panting boy, setting a hand on his shoulder and speaking face to face as he tried to recover. "You didn't know what kissing is, so I'm going to assume you don't know what sex is, right?"
"S-Sex?" he wheezed, half-focused.
Videl nodded. "It's when a man puts this"—She gave his hardy erection a stroke—"into a woman."
He then looked confused, cocking his head to one side. "But it was in you," he uttered, thinking of his penis going in and out of Videl's mouth just moments ago.
Videl could almost laugh at his naivete. This was a perfect instance of wanting to see his father to see if he was this emptyheaded. "Not like that," she said around a smile. And without explaining, she stood up, her crotch almost at the level of Goten's face, and smoothed her shorts and underwear down; her underwear pulled wetly with a thin strand of moisture clinging to the thick, dark brush of her glistening pubic mound.
It took a bit of thinking, but it clicked with Goten before Videl had even finished. "Aha!" he said triumphantly, striking his fist into his palm. Videl was happy that he figured it out on his own. "You want me to put it in your butt!"
BONK!!
"No, you idiot!" Videl said irritably after hitting him across the noggin, leaving a swollen bump growing from his wild hair, him whining in complaint. He'd recover quick enough. So she ignored him, threw his homework off the study desk – as if to point out how none of this was as important as her satisfaction – and bent over the desk, presenting – yes – her butt to him, but also the gash that lacked comfortable, head-resting pillows. Before Goten's eyes could stray, Videl kept him on point by reaching between her toned thighs and saying "Here…" while separating her pussy lips with her fingers, unveiling the hole in between the wet folds.
Goten again blinked, took a second, and then struck his fist into his palm again with another "Aha! Yeah, I know what you mean! You want me to take you!"
Take me? Videl actually was surprised by the phrasing. A bit more advanced for a child, but… "Y-Yeah," she said awkwardly, and wondered how he would think to say that.
But with Trunks and a father like Vegeta, there were some lessons that went beyond fighting…
"This is how a true Saiyan takes his woman!" growled Vegeta in demonstration, rutting his mate in front of the two young half-breeds. Bulma, flushed and sweaty, glared back at him; he was taking her from behind, drawing his cock out of her warm, waxed sheath and pumping right back in with a squirt from her wetness. "Don't teach them stuff like this!" she had admonished viciously, and his rebuttal was "I am the Prince of all Saiyans!"
Not very well-explained, but it seemed like Trunks's dad liked it, and Trunks's mom was crying and asleep by the end of it with a lot of white stuff pouring out of her second mouth. And in later days, Trunks would attest that it was a very fun activity to do, though less fun with his dad watching on the sidelines, coaching him nonstop on how to 'take' his mom and grandmother.
"So I just put this in your other mouth!" Goten declared, as the though never crossed his mind before.
Again, Videl nodded and braced herself.
Trunks said it was really fun, and Videl was instructing him tonight, so innocent Goten was more than willing. After all, that earlier release was so good! He could go for a second or a third round!
He could have floated, but the chair was directly behind Videl. Despite his mom's restrictions on climbing furniture, he climbed the furniture and found himself more or less perfectly aligned with Videl's hairy quim. She looked back over her shoulder, smiling excitedly, her breath shortened and erratic. Not like Goten, who just smiled joyfully and was just expecting a good time. His tip felt the heat of her hole; intoxicating. He planned to go in nice and slow… But just a little way into her, he suddenly gasped and realized! Without meaning to, he shoved up her slippery chute with a choking gasp. And because he wasn't too long but suitably thick, it was all pleasure for Videl, who did not have to endure the resonating sting of him thudding into her cervix.
Her back arched which caused her breasts to jump ahead of her before settling back down on the tabletop. "Yes!" she hissed as the little boy staked himself into her.
Already, all joy was sapped from happy Goten's face, now seeming aged and feral, trembling as if suddenly overcome with a debilitating illness. Nothing had ever felt so… good before! So natural! Breeding was as instinctual as fighting for a Sayian! Fight and fuck! That was a primal Sayian's way! Gohan denied that primitiveness, but Goten could not. His hands grabbed so hard on Videl's meaty waist that she winced with an "Ow!" and would be wearing bruises there in the morning.
Goten's sickness suddenly changed to angry passion, his eyes going wide and his mouth curling. He growled behind his clenching teeth like he meant to power up, and then began to rut. Trunks had Vegeta there to control these feelings of pleasure and passion, to refrain from turning into the mindless animal Frieza had called his race, but Goten was the son of a Saiyan who lived purely on instinct with very little critical thinking of anything but the fight. So Goten began to rush at Videl's insides, his flesh turning hot from the rising aura.
Yet Videl, not yet knowing her predicament, moaned out, again in rapture as her boyfriend's little brother pumped through her pussy and turned her into his mate for the night. Like a caveman! This isolated family should really get out of the country once in a while… but retain this animalistic vigor! "Yes-Yes-Yes!" chanted Videl over and over, rushing to her orgasm almost immediately. Her hand hadn't even gotten down to her rigid clit before Goten made her cum in record time. Not even Capsule Corps. best dildo/vibrator/anus stimulator combo had made her gush so suddenly before. But then again, even Capsule Corps. best dildo/vibrator/anus stimulator combo was not a little boy with a suitable package.
She spilled out and gushed over his little balls, which seemed to egg him on. Vague images of Vegeta fucking Bulma in various positions flashed in his mind. He'd want to rut Bulma to, to challenge the Prince's claim.
He wanted Videl turned over, as Bulma had been in the final stretch of being taken. And with his inhuman strength, Goten could flip her over without skipping a beat. He abandoned the chair to do it; it blasted behind him with his rising power switched to Super Sayian. Videl was switched onto her back more effortlessly than with the best Judo move, so that she could stare up at the shimmering golden legend of Planet Vegeta. The way his face drew down in a stern scowl made her quiver, but it was the bulking of his penis inside her that concerned her. It seemed another inch had been added, as well as some muscle stacked upon one another.
"Hold on," she said trembling.
But Goten shoved forward, made her cry out as he crashed into her cervical wall, and kissed her gawping mouth. With no choice but to reciprocate, she closed her arms and legs around his small body, curling up to kiss him as he fucked her onto the study desk that hadn't ever done him an ounce of good until now: supporting his mate as he rutted her.
When her mouth was given reprieve, overflowing with a mixture of hers and his spit, she hugged him into her semen-scented breasts. "Gohan! Your brother…! He's never fucked me like this!" Literally. They'd fucked, but it was more lovemaking because he was so tender and cautious, and even now, kisses still made him blush. Goten was providing her with the savagery she needed when in heat!
"Grr!" Maybe denouncing his brother upset him, or maybe it increased his arousal. Either way, the next thud into her body shook them so hard that the desk beneath her smashed to the floor. Only by Goten's newly-perfected flight capabilities was their fucking undisturbed. Now Videl hung onto him more than just passion, though she might not have noticed at all the displacement of the desk as she just started to beg him over and over, "Fuck me-Fuck me-Make me cum again!"
Goten did just that for her in midair, and also finished himself. Hot Super Saiyan jizz sprung up her cervix as he pressed his tip hard there, marrying his slot with hers to send his potent jets through to explode in clouds of white in her womb. She'd be pregnant from this, and they would name her Pan.
But that was the future, and all Videl cared about was supping that whole load into her cumming quim. Most of him got inside and was swarming her ripe egg, but he came even more than before, and it spurted out around him. "Mm!" he grunted as he bit his bottom lip and impressed his cock inside of her, trying to keep her stuffed with his seed. "Mmm!!" Again, for good measure as her pussy squeezed and milked the last pearly drops out of his stem.
And all at once, as they both heaved a satisfied sigh, Goten's godlike power blinked out of existence, his hair dropping to its usual, sideways points, and both he and Videl plopped unceremoniously onto the desk wreckage beneath them. Well, Videl had taken harder drops; hardly noticed it even with the weight of a gasping boy atop of her, resting his head on her slopping breasts. She herself was sweaty and exhausted and would probably need more time than him to recover while her body absorbed one lucky sperm and rejected the rest.
"That was great~" drawled Goten, already half-asleep.
Videl, while contemplating what was needed to fix this situation so that Chichi never found out, had to agree. Thank goodness for little brothers…