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Why Don't We Do This More Often

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Goku lost all form of thought when his wife entered the living room. His mouth working to find words to describe her beauty.

With her hands on her hips, she struck a sexy pose for him. “What do you think?”

Chichi wore a strapless black satin a-line gown with small lavender roses embroidered along the tight bodice. It cinched her waist, pushing up her ample cleavage and flared dramatically to the ground. A thigh high slit parted on the left to reveal a creamy toned leg. On her feet were a pair of black point toe heels that buckled around the ankle.

For make up, she used a light foundation cream and natural tinted lip gloss. A small dusting of lavender eye shadow matched the rose pinned to the side of her bun.

Walking towards her, Goku finally recovered his ability to speak. “Wow... You look amazing.” His eyes locked on to her bountiful breast.

“Well, you don't look so bad yourself handsome.” she whispered. Placing her hands on his chest.

Her husband looked sinful in a sleek all black suit. A lavender silk tie gave a pop of color to match her dress. She decided to forgo the jacket and allow him to showcase those huge biceps she secretly loved. In her opinion, the simple vest was far more appealing anyways. The smooth fabric perfectly framing his muscular chest and slim waist.  

“I really wanna kiss you right now.” Goku whispered back. Taking the words out of her mouth.

With a coy smile, she laced her fingers in his hair as he leaned down to kiss her lips. Releasing a soft moan when he pulled her closer, sucking her tongue in his mouth. His hungry growl making her nipples pucker and heat grow in her belly. She quickly pushed him away when his large hands found her ass.

“Down boy or we’ll never get out of here.” She panted softly. Her husband may be a little slow on the uptake, but once he got in the mood, there was no stopping him.

Goku’s chest rumbled as he licked her gloss off his lips. “Mmmm. You taste like candy.” His hands still holding on to her hips. He then breathed in deep. His eyes closing as he took in her scent. “And you smell so good!”

Giggling she looked up at her him. “The sales lady said I should give this gloss stuff a try, but I feel like a teenager. She gave me this Chanel perfume too. I'm glad you like it.”

Goku raised an eyebrow. “That’s not the only thing I smell.”

Stepping away, Chichi cleared her throat. Knowing exactly what he smelled. Going to the sofa, she grabbed his black cape, flipped it around his shoulders and clipped it to his vest. “Like I said, lets go or we’ll never make it out of here. You promised me a date.”

He preferred to throw her on the couch and lick her pussy dry, but a promise was a promise. “Fine. Is Goten coming home tonight?” He asked, leading her outside.

“No, he's staying with Trunks all weekend.”

“Good.” He said closing the door. “We’ve got a lot of making up to do.”


To match the masquerade theme, Bulma had reserved a medieval style castle for the evening. It was an impressive building with large stone towers and an iron gate. Goku and Chichi were in awe at the colorful spotlights that framed every side.

“Wow. Doesn't this remind you of old man Ox’s castle?" Goku said as they drove through the open gate.

“Yeah, it does. I'm gonna take a picture for Daddy. I feel bad that Goten couldn't see this. He'd love it.” She said taking out her phone and snapping a picture.

Once through the gate, they were directed to the valet station. Noticing that even the workers were apart of the ambiance. All dressed in dark suits and black masks.

After handing over the air car, they made their way to the stone staircase. Chichi helped Goku put on his mask before they ascended. She only got him a simple black one that covered his eyes. Mainly because he'd never wear it if it interfered with him eating. For herself, she chose to make her own. Also using a black half mask, she added white and silver accents along with a fabric lavender rose on the right. A few purple and black feathers were glued behind the rose for added drama.

Giddy with excitement, Chichi held her husband's arm as they climbed the stairs together. Despite being born a princess, she hadn’t felt this grand since her wedding day.

Reaching the top, they were greeted by another gentleman in a mask. He introduced himself as the caretaker and ushered them through the tall double doors. He provided some history on the castle and  information about the facilities. Chichi made sure to pay attention as she knew Goku would forget. Especially when he was ready to use the restroom.

The party itself was being held in the main hall of the castle. At the entrance, there was a photographer taking pictures of each guest before they entered. As they got closer she immediately recognized the couple he'd just finished photographing. The young woman was wearing full black off the shoulder ball gown with a red belt around the waist. Her husband wore a black 3 piece suit with a sharp red shirt and black tie.

“Goku look who’s here.” Tugging him along.

Across the room, Gohan heard someone call his name. Looking up he saw a petite woman dragging a man that resembled his father behind her. ‘Wait a minute! That is my father.’ There was no mistaking that spiky hair.

“Mom? Is that you?” ‘And where the hell were her clothes?’

“Your mom's here?” Videl said, peeking around him. “Whoa! Gohan look at your parents. They are hot!” She whisper yelled.

“Videl please. We talked about this.” He whispered.

“Oh stop it. You're mom just walked in here looking like Jessica Rabbit. I guarantee you I won't be the only one to notice.” She whispered back as she walked around him. “You two look amazing!” reaching out to hug her in-laws.

Sending up a small prayer, he followed behind his wife. “Hey Mom. I didn't think you both would come. I know how much dad hates dressing up.” Removing his mask so he could kiss her cheek.

Goku let out a loud laugh and slapped his son on the back. The blow only a fellow saiyan would've been able to handle. “Ha! You’re right about that. But I'm years behind taking your mom on a date so I owe it to her. Plus the cape and mask are pretty cool.” His other arm around Chichi.

Gohan raised his eyebrows at the two as they smiled at each other. It was a little weird to see them be so affectionate, but he let it go. This was a party after all.

“It looks good on you. You two should take a picture before we go in.” He said stepping aside.

“He's right. Come on Goku.” Pulling him in front of the waiting photographer.

“Awwww. I don't care what you say. Your parents are adorable.” Videl said. Watching them pose like a couple on their wedding day. Gohan huffed and kissed her forehead.

After taking a few more photos, they finally walked into the ballroom. The scene completely beyond anyone's expectations. Large cream tapestries covered the stone walls along with several vintage candelabra. The  candlelight giving the room a mysterious feel. It was obvious that Bulma's spared no expense on the entertainment either. There were jugglers, dancers, fire eaters, even flying trapeze performers on ceiling.

“I'm so glad we left Pan at home. You know she'd want something like this, right?” Videl said in a low voice.

Before he could speak, a vision of blue barreled towards them. “There you are! I'm so glad you all could make it.”

They all froze as Bulma rushed over to them. Her loud tone confirmation of the alcohol coursing through her veins. Despite that, she looked gorgeous in the strapless blue ball gown. The tapered waist showing off her great figure.

“Happy Birthday Bulma!” They said simultaneously.

“Oh Thank you! Especially you Son. You never make it to any of my birthday parties.”

“Haha. Sorry about that.” He said with a goofy smile.

“And look at you Chichi? No wonder he came out tonight. That dress makes your boobs look amazing.” She said a little too loud.

“We're gonna go get a drink.” Gohan announced, dragging Videl along with him. Leaving his mother to sputter in embarrassment.

“She right Chi. And your legs..hmfp” She slapped her hand over his mouth before he could continue.

“Seems those sparks are flying pretty high.” Bulma laughed.

“Happy Birthday Bulma. Come Goku. You need food and I need a drink.” Turning away from their drunk host.

“By the way, the guest rooms here are open for use. Don't be afraid to use one if you decide to get a little frisky.” She called after them in a sing song voice.


Several glasses of champagne and plates of food later, Chichi was finally able get Goku on the dance floor. She'd been trying for an hour, but he either complained the song was too fast or got lost in conversation with a friend. Everyone thought they were one of the best dressed couples. She appreciated the compliments, but it was time for a quiet moment with her husband.

Goku stumbled a little as his wife pulled him through the crowd. He was too focused how the smooth fabric of her dress whipped around her creamy legs. Those breast she hid so often bouncing with each step. Her strong arms holding him tightly. She was amazing.

“I can't stop looking at you.” He whispered down to her when they stopped in the middle of the crowded dance floor. The dim lights making it look like a sea of swaying bodies. Maxwell’s Stop The World setting the mood.

Blushing, she leaned into him. "Well, I'm always looking at you.” She whispered back. Taking his hands and placing them around her.

Smiling down at her, he pulled her close. “Chichi... You know I'm horrible at this.”

“It's ok. Just sway like this. We don't have to move from this spot. Just sway with me.” Leaning her head against his chest as he held her. His nose in her hair.

Chichi sighed in content as they moved together. The champagne in her body heightening her senses. His heartbeat drowning out the world. The woody scent of his cologne making her mewl in pleasure. At that moment, all she felt was him.

Goku swallowed audibly, the soft sounds she made taunting him. He'd been holding himself back since they got there. The sweet scent of her arousal from earlier had been testing his patience all evening. And the alcohol wasn’t exactly keeping his head level. Suddenly, a familiar couple slid next to them.

“You two look like you're enjoying yourselves.” Krillin said over there music. “I'm surprised. You usually have two left feet.”

“He's not so bad when he puts his mind to it.” Chichi complimented, giving her husband a secret smile. His blush telling her exactly what he was thinking.

Krillin laughed before giving 18 a twirl. “Have you guys checked out the castle yet? You should take a look. They've got a lot of cool stuff in here.”

Goku perked up at the suggestion. ‘That’s right. I forgot about the rooms.’

“That's a great idea. Come on Chichi. See you guys later!” Abruptly stopping their dance and dragging her out the side door.

“What are you doing?” She whispered

“Didn't that old guy say there were guest rooms or something?”

“Yeah, but they're on the second floor and we just passed the stairs. Goku I'm not running ahh!” she yelped as he picked her up. Thanking Kami no one was there to see him.

Doubling back, he quickly found the staircase, taking steps two at a time. At the top, he saw all the doors were the same so he just chose the first one that seemed empty. Ignoring his wife's protest, he checked the handle, only to find it unlocked. Once inside, he sat her down and locked the door.

“Are you drunk? We don't need a mmmm!” Goku quickly stopped her with a kiss. Using her shocked gasp to slip his tongue inside. Getting a taste of the sweet champagne they’d been drinking.

Forgetting her concerns, she laced her arms around his neck. Releasing an involuntary moan when he pressed her against the door. His large hands holding her still so he could devour her. Every swipe of his tongue reigniting the spark between her thighs.

Pulling back, he hoisted her up for leverage, moving his lips to her neck. She purred as he kissed her smooth skin. “I've been wanting to taste you all night.” He whispered between kisses, hooking one of her legs over his hip.

“What if..Ah!” Her brain stuttered when he began to grind his growing hardness on her core. The movement stimulating her clit. “Oh fuck it!” She said pulling his lips back to hers.

Throwing decorum to the wind, she unbuttoned his vest and pushed it off. She then untucked his shirt. Making quick work of the buttons. However, he dropped to his knees before she could marvel at his powerful body. Transferring the leg from around his hip to his shoulder. The slit in her dress allowing him easy access.

“I love this dress.” He whispered, licking the seat of her lace panties. The thick smell of her arousal driving him insane. Pushing her panties to the side, he ran his tongue through her moist folds. Groaning at the taste of her juices. ‘She's so wet!’ 

Chichi threw her head back, moaning loudly. The sound echoing throughout the room. Her hips grinding into his hungry mouth. The slurping sounds he made setting her on fire. She squealed and grabbed his hair when he captured her clit. Sucking hard then teasing it with his tongue.

“Ahhh Yes! Oh Kami don't stop!” She moaned, bringing a hand up to tug the top of her dress down. Fingers pinching the hard nipple that popped out.

Keeping his lips around her clit, he slowly inserted two fingers inside her. Twisting them gently against her special spot. Within seconds her legs begin to shake.

“Go..Go..Gooo Ah!” she stuttered, the pleasure of her intense orgasm washing over her.

Continuing to finger her, Goku leaned back, wanting to see how she came apart for him. He watched her chest heave with the shuddering aftershocks of her release. The light sheen of sweat that appeared on her skin. How she squeezed a lone pink nipple that peeked over the top of her dress. The loose hair from her bun leaving it's long dark trails down her neck. Her hooded eyes calling out to him.

Removing his fingers, he licked her honey off and got back to his feet. Lifting her up so he could slide his pussy drenched tongue between her lips. She groaned deep, turned on by the taste of herself in his sensual kiss. Running her hands under his open shirt to caress his marble cut abs.

Steadily, Goku picked her up and sat her on a table near the door. The height allowing him to easily suck her nipple between his teeth. Chichi reached behind to unzip her dress. Letting both breast spill out into his eager mouth.

“I love your nipples. They're so big!” He said between sucks.

She whimpered when he nipped her with his sharp teeth. “Really?”

He answered with a low grown, soothing the puckered flesh with his tongue. While he feasted, she undid his pants. Shoving them down just enough to pull out his heavy cock. She licked his ear when he hissed at her touch.

“I wanna feel you inside me.” she whispered, her small hands stroking his leaking cock.

Goku’s patience snapped when he saw her suck his  cum off her finger. Yanking her forward, he ripped her panties off and spread her wide. For leverage, Chichi grabbed the back of his shirt with one hand while the other clutch the desk. Moaning when he rubbed his dick over her wet folds, the head bumping her sensitive clit.

“Please!” She pleaded

Granting her wish, he pushed forward. Gritting his teeth at the sensation of her tight heat. Chichi threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent moan as she felt him stretch her for the first time in months. Rearing back, he thrust forward again, digging deeper into her sweet pussy.

Goku snarled when she completely enveloped him. Locking her legs in his arms, he began thrusting forcefully. Her cream coating his cock with each stroke.

“Oh..Oh..Oh..OH!" Chichi sang with each thrust.

Pinned against the table, all she could do was  surrendered her body to his lust. That hard veiny dick easily hitting all of her pleasure points. But it wasn't enough.

Grabbing his tie, she pulled his face closer. “Faster!”

Taking the challenge, he smirked then snatched her off the table. Moving his hands to her ass, he planted his feet, and proceeded to savagely pound into her at an inhuman speed.

“Ah..Ah..Oh..Kami!” She squealed, his thrust hitting deeper than before.

Chichi hung on to him for dear life as he fucked her senseless. His animalistic grunts getting louder with each thrust. Soon after,  his balls began to tighten. An epic release creeping up his spine.

Her tight walls sucking him in, nipples rubbing against his chest, and delicious moans coming from her mouth were too much.

With a guttural groan, he gave one final thrust, shooting his hot cum deep inside her. Chichi’s eyes rolled back as she convulsed, mumbling incoherently. His orgasm triggering her own explosion. Both of their juices splashing against his pelvis.

Panting, Goku slowly backed up to four poster bed behind them. Immediately falling back once his legs hit the mattress. Both ignoring the sweat sticking their bodies together.

“That was amazing...” Goku breathed. “Why don't we do this more often?”

Chichi huffed against his chest. Laughing incredulously at his question. Gathering her strength, she leaned up to look at him.

“You say that every time we have sex.” She said in a tired voice.

“I do?”

“Yep.” She nodded, loosening the knot on his tie.

“Oh.” Feeling the tie slip from around his neck. He shivered when she shifted to sit up and straddle him. Her slow movements keeping him sheathed within her warmth. Chichi moaned, biting her lip as his cock came back to life inside her.

“And I'm gonna give you the same answer I gave you two months ago.” Her voice muffled as she pulled her dress over her head. Goku helped her slip it off, throwing to the floor.

“What's that?” He said, toeing off his shoes and pants that had fallen around his ankles. She was about to unbuckle her shoes when he stopped her.

“Can you keep those on? Please?”

Chichi smiled and leaned back down for a sweet kiss. Her hips moving slowly.

“Weren’t you gonna say something?” His eyes closed, trying to concentrate on her words and not her toe curling movements.

She kissed him again. Playing with his tongue slowly. There was a point to be made and this was the only way to drive it home.

Giving him one last lick, she sat back and took his hands. Holding them to her breast.

“Number One, you're barely home and Number Two, you never act like you want me.” She said looking down at him.

He looked into her eyes and squeezed her breast. “I'm sorry. I guess I'm still awkward after all these years.”

She placed her hands on his chest and began to rock her hips. Shuddering as his fully grown cock massaged her sweet spot.

“It's not all your fault.” Keeping his gaze while she ground into him.

“I'm your wife and I should tell you when I want you. It's both of us.” She let out a long moan when he thrust upward. His hips meeting hers in a sensual dance.

“Do you want me?” He asked roughly. Bringing his hands to her hips. Anchoring her for his deep thrust.

“Yes!” Her face contorting in pleasure. An earthy beat pulsing in her pussy. The squelching sound of her juices echoing around the room.

“You gonna cum for me?” Thrusting harder when she clawed at his chest.

Chichi was too far gone to answer. With her eyes closed, she bounced in abandon as moans poured out of her mouth. He knew she was ready when her hips started to jerk. Deftly, he moved his thumb to her clit, pressing down as he pushed deep inside her.

“Cum for me!”

“Goku!” she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Despite his best efforts, he couldn't hold back when her pussy clamped down on him. Demanding his release. Gritting his teeth, he grunted with every spurt of cum he shot inside her.

Chichi moaned as he filled her womb. Her body humming with warmth, she lowered herself for another kiss. She wrapped her arms around him when he rolled her over.

“I love you.” She said between kisses.

“I love you too and we're having another date night.”

“I'll make sure of that.”


Bulma walked around the party, looking for her two missing guest. It was time for the mask contest and she wanted to enter Chichi’s since hers was homemade.

“Vegeta!” She yelled, spotting her husband against the wall. Trying his best not to socialize.

“Have you seen Goku? I figured Chichi would be with him and I want to enter her mask for the contest.

“Woman. They've been fucking for the last hour.” He said with a roll of his eyes.

Bulma's eyes bugged out. “What!”

“He dragged her out of here some time ago. I walked up to see if the idiot was lost. But, apparently not. I could smell her pussy from the stairway.”

“Is that so...Why don't we go see which one smells better?” She said with a coy smile.

“Let's go.”