I don't own DBZ and the characters. I think you know that by now. lol

A few months have passed since Chris and Bulma's adventure at Pilaf's castle. Chris was now living with Bulma at Capsule Corp. Being the daughter of the wealthy scientist and creator of the Capsules, as well as seeing her life of luxury explained her spoiled bratty behavior. Chris guessed she had everything handed to her in life. His friends and family were notified of his whereabouts, and they alright with him living with her for the rest of the school year. That meant he had to sign up at Bulma's school and study there.

During these months it was apparent that Bulma wasn't exactly a model girlfriend. She wasn't all that romantic at all, and was basically using Chris to live out all her hormonal urges. Though she never the 'l' word, she did get very jealous and possessive whenever he'd look or talk to another girl at school. But at the same time, she'd chew him out whenever he called her out on whenever she was flirting with some other guy. He couldn't complain all that much though. The sex was awesome, and so was living at Capsule Corps.

Her parents were very nice and polite, the place itself was huge with a front yard large enough to house dinosaurs... which it actually did! Even after a guided tour through Brief's lab, the gardens and everything else, it still felt as if Chris could spend a lifetime exploring every nook and cranny. And of course, the food was awesome, expensive exquisite dishes every night, without the fmily giving it a second thought. It felt like he hit it big. School was a chore, as school always is, but he met a couple of new friends and classes were going by just fine. The only problem was putting up with Bulma. Without all the life-risking adventures, he started to see how spoiled and bitchy she was in her common everyday life.

It was mid-afternoon and Dr. Briefs was off testing his inventions. Bulma's mom went into the city for some shopping. And Bulma was in her bedroom riding the hell out of Chris' cock. "Ahh! Ahh! uggnn!" The aqua-haired teen would moan out as she bounced up and down Chris' hard thick cock. Her hair was past shoulder length now, and the combination of seeing her hair sway back and forth as well as her luscious tits bounce along with her movements was a lustful display to behold. While Bulma was mostly naked, her white tee rolled up enough to expose her bare breasts, Chris was only naked from the waist down, still wearing a dark red shirt with the Capsule Logo on it. Apparently she came into the room while he was watching TV and jumped him. Now here he was, holding onto her hips, trying hard to keep up with her savage pace. The way her tight lightly trimmed cunt milked his cock was driving him wild. "Oh fuck! You really needed it badly this time, didn't you?"

Bulma moaned loudly as she rid him with lustful fervor, "You bet I did.... It's been a long time... we couldn't do anything while studying for that big exam and my parents being home all the time, so now that we're alone, we're gonna go into overtime!" Chris tried his best to match her pace, thrusting forward as she did, making him sink as far and deep as he could go. The horny adventurous schoolgirl bounced against him wildly, going faster and harder as she felt the pleasure escalate violently. "Ohhh! OH GOD! I CAN FEEL IT! I'M GONNA CUM...!" Chris could only moan, feeling himself about to climax as well, but trying hard to hold it back until she had her fun.

Meanwhile, Bulma's mom arrived with the groceries, "Bulma? Bulma? Now where did my little Bulma go? Chris? Hello? Can someone help me with the groceries?" Chris could hear her voice just faintly, due to the distance between the entrance and Bulma's room. The house was so lonely and quiet now that any sound could be heard alot clearer. "Bulma! Stop! I heard something!" Bulma was lost in her own world, only wanting to cum, "Not now! So close! I'm gonna cum! Ohhhhh!"

Bulma's mom would set the bags down onto the table and call out again, "Bulma? Chris? Is anybody home? I brought the groceries!" This time Chris heard it alot clearer, "Shit! It's your mom! C'mon Bulma, we gotta get dressed!" "NOT NOW! SO FUCKIN CLOSE... DON'T YOU FUCKIN DARE STOP.... DON'T STOP FUCKIN MY HORNY PUSSY TILL I CUM!" Chris tried to move but she wouldn't get off. She would lean towards him and pin his wrists down, riding harder upon his hard cock. Bulma's mom started headed for Bulma's room. "Bulma! This is crazy! I think she's coming this way!" Bulma said, "I got the door locked... we we're not stopping... not now.. not when I'm so close..." Bulma's mom called out, "Bulma? Chris? Goodness gracious, where are you two?"

She was right at the door and started to knock, "Hello? Are you two in there? Why is the door locked?" Bulma felt it coming now. Chris tried to call out her name, but Bulma would lean in and kiss him firmly on the lips. Going as fast as her tired sweaty body could allow, she slammed down against his cock as she finally felt herself cum. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHH!" she'd screamed muffledly into his lips, her body shaking and trembling violently as her climax hit her body like lightning. Chris gripped onto her back tightly as he also felt himself finally shoot forward, squirting his seed inside her. "NNNNMMMPPHHH!" Even with their voices muffled, Bulma's mom could hear the moans through the door, as well as the banging against the matress springs of the bed they shared. "My goodness. What are those two doing in there?" For some reason she blushed a little at the sounds and continued to listen in.

Chris and Bulma could barely move now; they were holding each other tightly, struggling to breathe. The aqua-haired teen was still trembling, the afterglow of her orgasm still lingering. They jumped as they heard Bulma's mom call out once more, "Is everything alright in there? What are you two doing in there?" Chris jumped and didn't know what to say. Bulma was the first to break their silence. "We're ok Mom. It's just the TV. What do you want?" "Well, I just got home and would like some help putting the groceries away." Bulma replied, "Sure, no problem, we'll be out in just a second." Footsteps would indicate that Bulma's mom was satisfied and left the area, she wasn't the only one satisfied. Bulma let out an exhausted yet happy sign, "Oh god... I soooo needed that..." "Well, I'm hope you're proud of yourself Bulma. You mom just heard us fucking like rabbits! How are we supposed to face her now?"" Bulma would only giggle, "Oh Chris, you don't know my mother all that well did you? She's my mother and I love her alot, but she can be a bit of an airhead. I know she believed me and wouldn't think anything of it."

Chris raised a brow, he did notice her mother's always carefree and overly cheerful attitude. She seemed so off in her own little happyland whenever she spoke and would do several absentminded things like forget where she put her kitchen appliances and such. They once found the eggbeater in the freezer. "But still Bulma.. this is sex. I doubt she wouldn't recognize all the sounds we made." Bulma waved it off, "Oh c'mon. She's so naive about that sort of thing. I wouldn't be surprised dad got her drunk or played some kind of trick on her the night they made me. Rleax, we'll be fine. Besides, didn't the thrill of almost getting caught make this time all the more intense?" Chris was more afraid of having her parents feed him to the dinosuars. "No..." Bulma giggled and kisses him on the cheek, "Oh, you'll never know what's in a woman's heart, dear Chris." with that she got dressed and left the room. Chris sighed and started to get dressed as well.

Both dressed, Bulma and Chris helped the woman of the house put away the groceries. Dinner was about to start soon and Dr. Briefs was on his way. While Chris was wary of what to do or what to say, Bulma's mom continued being her cheery self, and never brought up the subject. Dr. Briefs came in, a bit of a mess and carrying a bag of spare parts and tools. "I'm back! But I'm afraid I could only stay for a while. I managed to make my invention work, but I still have some bugs to work out. Plus, I promised to help the neighbors fix some of their capsules." Mom said, "Awwww, well at least stay for dinner! It's Tyrannosaurus Pot Roast and dumplings!" Briefs nodded, "Of course! You know I will! You know I'm a sucker for your pot roast!" He quickly ran off to wash off his hands.

Chris' mouth was already watering as he helped set the table. He quickly put on his bib and rubbed his hands, "Ooooh.... Tyrannosaurus pot roast! We're in for a feast! Your mom always knows how to make it so nice and tender!" Bulma nudged him with her shoulder, "Good thing we worked up an appetite, huh Chris?" Chris nodded and coughed a bit, slightly blushing. It wasn't long before everyone was at the table and Bulma's mom brought in the main dish, accompanied by dumplings, bread rolls and butter. As one would expect, the portions were huge, so it was good that everyone was hungry. Chris has gotten used to this food by now. It's weird, in his city there weren't any dinsoaurs and he never even thought about getting to eat one, but it seemed so commonplace in West Capital. Like Bulma thought, the rest of the dinner went on without incident. She even poked Chris sometime during dinner and whispered "I told ya." when everyone was busy eating.

Soon enough, dinner was done and everything was cleaned up and put away. Bulma went out with her school friends, but Chris had to stay behind to study for his other exams. Actually so did Bulma, but being the creator of the Dragon Radar meant she didn't really need all that much studying to ace a mechanical science exam. Dr. Briefs went off to continue to perfect his latest invention, whatever that may be. Bulma's mom busied herself cleaning off the rest of the kitchen table, as well as the stove. They had robot servants to do these things, but sometimes she preffered to do it herself.

Bored with all the studying, Chris went to get some water and saw Bulma's mom wiping the grease stains off the stove, swaying her hips while she hummed a little tune. She was wearing a blue shirt with white stripes, and long blue jeans, as well as bunny slippers. He had to admit, the woman had a sweet ass in those tight jeans. Honestly it seems age has been kind to her, despite having a child as old as Bulma, and seeing how old and grey Dr. Briefs was, she didn't look that much over 20 or maybe 22. Seeing the age difference between her and Dr. Briefs, as well as her bubbly personality, he reconsidered Bulma's theory on if her father got the woman drunk one night or not. He knew he shouldn't, but he stood there, staring at her ass as she shook it innocently. She turned as she heard footsteps behind her, "Oh hello there Chris. Would you like to help me clean?"

Chris snapped out of it and said, "Oh.. um... yeah, not problem. What do you want me to do?" "Well, you can help put all the dishes and untensils into the dishwasher." He nodded, "Um, yeah ok." As he did so, she went back to wiping grease stains off the stove. She then casually blurted out, "So what exactly where you and Bulma doing in her room? I heard alot of strange noises in there. Some I never heard before." The young man blushed and almost dropped the dish he was holding, "Um.... what?" "Well, when I called you guys for help with the groceries, I went to Bulma's room. You guys didn't answer but I still overheard some rather strange noises coming from inside. What were you guys up to?" She looked at Chris with such a curious expression, even if she never seemed to open her eyes, she looked like she honestly didn't know. Chris wondered if this was a sarcastic act, or if she was really that dense.

"Um... we were... we were playing a game, is all." She smiled, "Oh! A game! I love games. What kind of game was it?" Chris cracked a half-smile in disbelief; was she really being serious? "Um... well... uh... we were playing the um.... 'Keep Quiet' game..." She tilted her head, "The Keep Quiet game? How do you play that?" "Um... well.. you do all kinds of stuff to the other person... and they try as hard as they can to keep quiet. If they make noise, they lose." Bulma's mom face lit up in sudden realization, "OH! So that's why it sounded like Bulma was screaming with something covering her mouth!" Chris blushed a bit, "Uh... yeah.... exactly..." "My! Well, this sounds like fun! I'd like to play that with you." Chris almost jumped back, "Wh-what?"

"Well, I've been cooking and cleaning for hours. This sounds like a fun break!" The young man looked for something to say, which was rather distracting since he honeslty wouldn't find screwing the living daylights out of this woman. "I don't know... It's kinda... past your generation.." She waved her hand, "Oh pish-posh! I'm as hip and cool as they come! Kids still say 'cool' right? Maybe you're afraid I'll beat you. I'm sure you'd never get a peep out of me!" He blushed heavily wanting to make her more than just 'peep'. "Well... see, it's kind of a personal game between Bulma and me... Y'know.. cause we're a couple... She'd get might pissed if she found out I was playing games with you." "Oh for goodness sakes, I'm her mother. She shouldn't mind!" "Listen um... ma'am... this is kinda personal, between her and I.... I mean we play it differently... if you get what I mean..." It seemed he had to drive the point home with this one. After a brief silence she said, "You mean, she lets you win?" "NO!" He almost blurted out, "It means..... it means we sometimes do it without much clothes on." "You mean you play this game in your underwear?" Oops! he really did it now! he looked away from her and slowly nodded, regretting saying too much.

After another brief pause, she said "Well.... we certainly can't do that... Can we still play the fully-clothed version?" This was ridiculous. She was still buying this Keep Quiet stuff? Chris sighed a bit in defeat, "Well.. alright...""YAY!" she almost squeeled. "I'll go first!" She suddenly went behind Chris, wrapped her arms around him and started tickling his sides. This caught him completely off guard, "What? H-Hey! Stop! Hahahahahaha! St-stop it!" She giggled and yelled out, "YOU LOSE! Hee hee! This is so much fun!" Chris was gasping from breath from the forced laughing remembering that it was all part of the game he made up a few seconds ago. "Alright Chris, it's your turn!" Time for some payback. He got behind her like she did earlier and started to tickle her.... but she didn't budge. It was obvious she was snickering and trying to fight the urge to all out burst out laughing, so he tried to tickled her ribs. She was still able to hold it back, so he tried tickling under her arms, still to no avail. Determined to make this woman laugh now, he ran his hands up and down her body trying to find some ticklish spot. She was still stifling her laughs and doing a good job of holding back. Chris frowned, this was his mission now. "C'mon, noone's that resistant! There's gotta be someplace where you're vulnerable!" he said as he poked her sides.

Trying to find her ticklish spot, his hands accidentaly grabbed her right breast, giving it a squeeze. He had a brief second to admire how firm her chest was when he snapped out of it and remembered what he was doing. Looking at her, he noticed there was still no reaction. He kept trying to tickle her but she seemed to keep fighting the urge to laugh and completely dismiss what happened earlier. Then he got an idea. It was a longshot, but even if he got slapped, he could just pretend it was part of the game. "I know what will make you talk ma'am!" He boldly reached forward and gave her right breast a tight squeeze, alot more purposely and noticeable this time. She jumped and let out a muffled yelp, still trying to hold it back. Chris couldn't believe this, and he started to carress her breast now, "I know it's kinda cheating, but you'll have to break your silence now!" She shook her head and tried her best to keep quiet. She however, made no attempt to stop him or get out of his hold. This was nuts. The woman was still playing the game? Her daughter's boyfriend was feeling up her tits and she still thought it was part of the game?

Bravely using his other hand now, he now had both hands groping and squeezing her luscious tits. They felt so nice and warm, and surprisingly firm and perky for someone with a daughter Bulma's age. He noticed her nipples harden and started to tease them. A blush fell on her cheeks but she didn't try to stop him and still tried to keep quiet. Except this time, she was holding back moans. The sounds of her stifled moans got Chris hard, and since she was only a bit taller than him, his errection rested comfortably up against her ass. Feeling the shape of her nice round ass against him, he couldn't help but thrust slowly against her as he continued to play with her impressive set. She stood her ground however, never letting out anything more than a muffled moan. "Geez, you weren't kidding. Nothing makes you squeel. How bout we take this to the next level?"

At this point he was too horny to think straight and consider the ramifications of his actions. He slowly and boldly reached in front of her and started to unzip her jeans. her body stiffened, showing a bit of surprise, but she still wouldn't stop 'playing'. "Do you wanna quit now, ma'am? Make any kind of sound, or just say 'Uncle' and we'll admit I won." She still shook her head, slamming her lips shut, despite her nervous blushing. Now he was curious as to how far she was going to take this. He reached down her panties until he could find the dampness of her sweet pussy. That's right, she was wet already. He could also feel a bit of fuzz there, and imagines how lovely her slightly trimmed dripping wet pussy mist look. Stiffening up and breathing a little quicker, she seemed as if she were anxiously anticipating this moment, and more than willing to let it continue. Seeing no signs of objection, he started to rub her clit. She tried her best to fight off a gasp, but still clamped her lips shut, trying desperately not to release a single sound. This all felt too good to be true.

He started stroking her clit a little slowly, exploring her sweet pussy and comapring that to her daughter's which he already knew too well. Reaching lower still, he was finally able to slide his fingertip into her sweet cunt. This made her grip onto his arm firmly, not to stop him, but to withstand the pleasure forced upon her. This was so crazy. His cock was begging to be released, but he figured he'd have to settle for getting her off this way. Her face was a mix of emotions, mostly heavy blushing, fast breathing, gasping, and her stubborn refusal to let out a single sound. The faster he fingered her, the tighter her grasp became on his arm, almost digging her nails into him. The entire situation was driving him wild, the way her moans and heavy breathing sounded, even when she was trying to stifle them still sounded very hot. His other hand continued to play with her left breast, mostly teasing her hardened nipple. He worked a second finger inside her, making her jump a bit more as she started to actually thrust her hips to match his movements. The way she was breathing and shaking now, he knew her climax was quickly apporaching. She's so much like her daughter, even in body language.

It soon hit her. Her body tensed, her breathing intensified, and she fought so hard to hold back a long low moan. He could tell she was cumming and continued to finger her as fast as he can. The fact that he was actually making such a MILF reach climax was turning him on so much. Her body shuddered for a few seconds, and then she almost fell forward, setting her hands against the fridge for some balance. He yanked his hand out of her pants and held her by the waist to keep her steady. His hand was tired from the frenzied attempts to get her off and he figured this had gone far enough. "Alright.... you're too good for me, ma'am... I give." After some heavy breathing and panting, she finally started to speak, "Y-you see.... I.. I told you.... You'll.... you'll never get a ....peep out of me!" Chris was still in disbelief. Did she really think this was just some innocent game? She got off on it for goodness sakes. How naive can a woman be? "That was some very interesting things you did to me Chris, but you still lost! Now it's my turn again!" She was prepared to tickle him again and this time he braced himself for it.

Bulma's mom went right for the ribs this time, not giving any mercy. Chris tried hard to hold back his laughter... for all of 5 seconds before bursting out. The blonde woman smiled as he let him go, "Oh goodie! I won again!" He rubbed his sides a bit, a tad sore from the digging of her fingernails, "Yes ma'am... you sure did..." He turned to see her setting her hands up against the kitchen table, sitcking her ass up in the air, and yet somehow looking so cute doing it, rather than seductive. "Alright, your tuen again. I'll make it a little easier for you this time. You should be able to reach my sides alot easier in this position, right?" Chris could barely take his eyes off her big bent-over ass to respond, "Uh... right ma'am..." "Go ahead, try your best, but I'm not gonna lose!" she said, following that cute remark with an equally as cute childish giggle. It was at this time that Chris figured it was time to go all or nothing.

Pulling down her pants outright this time, he still noticed no intention from her to stop this. Her panties soon followed as he finally saw his first glimpse of her blonde pussy. He didn't know what got him harder, her sexy little cunt or her big round ass. As he slide a finger between her legs, he noticed she spread a little to make it easier for him. He thought this was a little strange but was too horny to care. Bulma's mom only gripped onto the table, already bracing herself and clamping her lips together. The young man didn't know what to make of this but didn't care, he started to roll his index finger up and down her entrance.

Muffled moans would come from the woman's mouth, her pussy already wet in anticipation. A second finger soon followed, making her amost jolt, but still her lips stayed sealed. Chris noticed she was getting wetter by the second, his cock throbbing, wanting nothing more to be set free. He couldn't take it anymore. Part of him wanted to lick that sweet pussy, but another desire burned fiercely within him. He had to fuck this woman now, more than anything. He did his best to unzip his pants with one hand, but had to stop fingering her to actually pull them down. His boxers were soon down to his ankles and his hard cock sprung up, inches away from its destination.

Bulma's mom clenched her teeth, even now it had to be obvious where this was going, and what was about to happen.... but she still continued to 'play the game'. At this point her potencial son-in-law could care less. He spread her legs a little and pressed his cock up against the entrance. The blonde woman jolted again, but stood her ground, almost leaning over a tad more, making it easier for him to take her. Unable to wait any longer, Chris buried his full length deep inside her in one hard thrust. She had to use one hand to cover her mouth as she literaly screamed into it. Chris puled his length out almost completely and forced it back in, "Oh god.... you feel so good.... no fair covering your mouth ma'am...." The woman shook her head, showing she still hasn't lost, a fierce blush on her cheeks as he kept one hand on her lips and the other hand desperately pressed against the table to maintain her balance. Her body was trembling from the immense pleasure forced throughout her body.

Chris wrapped his arms around her waist and started to thrust wildly now, rocking her back and forth each time. She would moan loudly, very audible even thrugh her hand but Chris didn't care. The game was over, it was time to fuck the bitch. Moaning loudly, the youngster was feeling the intensity as well. Her pussy had quite a grip, maybe even a little tighter than Bulma, despite the age difference. It was amazing how great her hot little snatch felt, the way it sucked and slurped on his cock was making already feel his orgasm building. Bulma's mom's moans grew louder and more intense, her breathing and panting more ragged. She finally let out a loud series of grunts and moans as she removed her hand, using both hands to grab onto the table now. Despite her obliviousness of it all, and the fact that she technically lost now, the fact was never brought up, and nothing was done to end this unexpected predicament. No words were said, she never said how good it felt, nor did she beg him to stop or plead for him to continue, only wild lustful moans and screams.

Finally hearing her cries of sexual pleasure brought Chris over the edge. He thrashed his hard pole in and out of that tight pussy without holding back, rocking the woman back and forth insanely. Panting and moaning hard as he felt his orgasm quickly approachig, he suddenly felt her tighten and grip even harder. Letting out a wild high pitched scream, the woman came excessively hard, all over Chris' cock and some dripping onto the floor. Feeling the raw heatof her cum wash over the head of his cock, Chris barely managed to pull out seconds before squirting a violent load all over her ass. After this silence fell upon the scene, only the sounds of heavy breathing from both of them being heard. Bulma's mom basically collapsed uon th table, trying not to fall off as she was gasping for breath. Chris sat down on the nearest chair, afraid he'd topple over as well.

After a few moments of silence, Bulma's mom slowly wiped the cum off her bum and started to dress herself. Seeing she was keeping her back to him, Chris was now worried about the consequences now that reality was starting to settle in and hurried to pull up his own pants. Finally she turned to face him, her face looking a tad flushed and sweaty, but still the same innocnt smile as before. "Oh my... I guess I lost that time. You sure were very creative this time. That was a very interesting game." Chris blinked and was confused, "Uh..... um.... yeah... I guess I won that round." "Well, this game sure does wear a person out. I'm going to get some rest and then finish cleaning the kitchen before Bulma and her father get home." Chris was still trying to take all of this in, "Um... yeah.. uhhh ok.." Was this really just a game for her? Did she actually buy it? Heknew she was bubbleheaded, but seriously, he just fucked her and she just shrugged it off as part of a children's game? He turned to leave, hoping to get away before she's snap out of it when suddenly her voice stopped him dead in his tracks. "Oh Chris?" He slowly turned, "..... yes ma'am...?"

"Thanks for the fuck. It's been a while."

He could hardly move. He never even heard her drop the f-bomb, nor did she seem the type, and to use it in that context. "You..... "

"Knew all along? Oh come now Chris, don't be so silly. I know everyone thinks I'm such a blonde, and I must admit, I do have my ditzy moments, but c'mon, as if I wouldn't know what sex was. I had Bulma remember? My husband has been busy with his inventions and I decided this was a good chance to finally get some much needed relief. I do hope you're easier on me next time."

Chris could barely believe his ears, "Uh..... next time ma'am...?"

"Yes." She smiled brightly, tilting her head a little to the side, "Next time." She then turned around and walked off to take her nap. Chris was simply flabbergasted.

THE END?