DragonBall Porn Story: lesson to learn

Videl sighed happily as she pulled her car up into the drive way, the remnants of the strong breeze still blowing against the heated skin of her face and through her hair as she breathed in the scent of wild flowers that lingered in the air. It had been an extremely long and boring day, with the launch of her father’s new dojo she had had to go to those bloody press seminars that he all but demanded having; and what had made it worse was that it had been a hot day, hotter than it was supposed to be in June. Even if the sun itself had set over an hour ago, its blazing heat still lingered in the air and made the married woman feel very uncomfortable in the business suit she was wearing. As she shut the door behind her, Videl suddenly noticed that the house was unusually quite, strange; Gohan and Pan should be home by now. Quickly hanging up her dark blue jacket on the coat rack, she made her way to the living room looking for her family but found it empty. No Pan doing homework or watching TV, no Gohan working at his computer; absolutely nothing. Videl began to look around the room as she felt her heart begin to beat faster as she begun got worried, this wasn’t normal. Calling out her husband’s then her daughter’s names but getting no reply, she worked into the kitchen and noticed a note lying on her kitchen table. Videl let out a comforted sigh of relief as she read the note, it was from her husband to say that he had gone round his parents, Chichi seemed to need help with something and only Gohan would do. Well that explains Gohan’s disappearance but where’s Pan? Walking back into the Living room, she glanced round the room one last time for any sign of where her daughter might be before deciding to check upstairs. Quickly ascending the wooden steps to the second floor of her home, Videl made her way along the lightly lit hall towards the door to her daughter’s room. As she was about to open the door, the mother suddenly had an idea and instead placed her hand against the side of the door while the other brushed a lock of her dishevelled hair away from her ear before placing it against the cool wood. In different circumstances, Videl would of probably just barged right in the search for her daughter but recently the sixteen year old had become very secretive and personnel about her room and didn’t take kindly to her parents going inside it; and Videl had a very good idea why. Barley a month ago, Pan had for the first time in her life; found herself a boyfriend. Pressing her ear closer to the door, Videl began to listen intently for any sound coming from inside the room that could explain her daughter’s absence. However she couldn’t hear much of anything except for a very faint sobbing. Letting her curiosity get the better of her and wondering what or who could be making that sound; the married woman lightly pressed her palm against the wood and silently forced it open a crack before looking inside her daughter’s domain. Pan’s room lightly lit by the glow of her bedside lamp, casting the room in a comfortable light. Taking a second to let her eyes adapt to the low light of the room, Videl began to gaze around her daughter’s surprisingly tidy room, before falling on the large queen size bed that was situated in the back of the room. Focusing her attention on the bed, Videl was surprised to see the vague outline of her daughter against the light blue covers of the bed , her head buried in the fluffy blue pillows and the mother could now hear her daughters sobs. Quickly getting up from her crouching position by the door, Videl hurried inside and across the room before she got onto the bed beside her sobbing daughter and pulled her to her. Without hesitation, the 16 year old wrapped her arms around her mother and began to cry into Videl’s shirt as her body began to shake. Videl started to gently run her hand through Pan’s dark hair, trying to provide her daughter some comfort as she waited for her to calm down. After a few minutes, she felt her daughters sobs begin to slowly subside until she stopped crying completely. “What happened honey?” Videl asked as she looked down at her daughter, her eyes reflecting the worry that had filled her heart. At her mother’s words, Pan slowly looked up at Videl; making the mother almost cry herself at how she looked. Her face had gone pale and A stray tear had escaped from her puffy eyes and had traced down her pale cheek, her hair was damp and was even starting to puff out a little. Videl felt her throat begin to tighten and a pain rise through her chest because of what had happened to Pan as the girl tried to suppress a sob. Without thinking she put his arms around her daughter and held her closer, making the girl rest her head on her mother‘s soft breast. Pan started to sniff against her mother’s damp shirt before whispering, “Jeremy… he called me a…frigid bitch.” “He WHAT?” the mother exclaimed, her eyes suddenly ablaze with fury at what the boy had called her daughter. She nodded, not raising her eyes to gaze at her mother as tears began to spill out the light blue orbs. “He said that, ‘I was a prick teaser, that I didn’t know how to take care of him, and that he was sick and tired of being with someone who turned into an iceberg every time he came near her’…and then he dumped me.” She sobbed in her mother’s arms as the older woman began to soothingly stroke her hair again. Videl began to rock her daughter as she cried, a look of horror and compassion on her face. She had known that Pan had had problems when it came to dealing with boy’s since she had turned 15, not only because her sayain hormones had begun to act up but also because she had turned into a very attractive young women with curves that caught the eye of every guy within sight and to be frank it had really pissed her off; or at least until Jeremy came along. It had all started as a simple school girl crush; Jeremy had been in Pan’s class at high school and had instantly caught each others eye. Within the month the two had started to date and Videl had to say, she couldn’t really blame her daughter for falling for the guy either. Videl remembered the first time she’d meet the boy and also noticed the very striking resemblance between Jeremy and someone very close to her. It had taken two months before Pan had gained the courage to introduce her new boyfriend to her parents and invite him round for dinner. As soon as he had walked in, Videl had noticed it immediately. Jeremy had dark eyes almost as black as his slightly spiked hair; he stood as about 6 foot 4 and had a slightly muscular build that completed the image. Jeremy was almost an exact replica of Gohan when she had first met him. Breaking from the memory, Videl just sat back and held her daughter close to her in a comforting hug as she cried into her shirt. It sounded like she needed to anyways. With Pan’s words lingering in her mind, the mother couldn’t but wonder what had gone wrong in her daughter’s relationship? The last thing Videl had heard was that Pan and Jeremy were very happy in their relationship, so why had Jeremy suddenly turned into a cold hearted bastard? And what had been meant by ‘turned into an iceberg’? “Honey, can you tell me what happened?” Videl asked as she felt Pan’s tears begin to subside. It took a few seconds before Pan reacted, breaking away from her mother’s arms and wiping the remaining tears from her reddening eyes, Pan looked up at her mother for the first time since Videl had rushed in the room and Whispered “With you having to go to that press seminar and daddy helping grandma, I um kind of invited Jeremy round to keep me company. After he arrived, we came into my room and started watching X-men 3, during a heated scene between Logan and Jean; we began kissing and then…” The teen suddenly broke off, looking away from her mother as tears threatened to consume her for the third time. “What happened honey?” Videl asked gently, trying not to push her daughter to another fit of tears while her thirst for the truth driving her on. “Jeremy began to deepen the kiss, taking it further than we had before. His hands started to roam over my body, trying to remove my clothes as he began kissing my neck. I new what he wanted to do Mum, new he wanted to fuck me but I got scared, I didn’t now what to do and it scared me so I…I pushed him away.” At that the dam broke and tears once again began to fall down her checks as the 16 year old buried her face in the covers. Despite her daughter’s distressed state, Videl couldn’t help but let out a comforted sigh at what she had said. A small, comforting smile grow on her lips as she moved across the queen size bed to kneel beside pan and began to rub her back in a soothing manor before whispering “It’s okay honey, every girl gets scared their first time. If Jeremy can’t come to terms with the idea of waiting till your ready, then he’s not even good enough for you.” “No Mum!” The teen suddenly exclaimed inbetween sobs “It wasn’t just that one time, every time Jeremy even tried to take it further than just light kissing, I froze up, I couldn’t stand to have him touch me and I pushed him away.” Despite Pan’s sudden outburst, Videl remained unfazed by daughter’s outburst, instead a sudden look of understanding spread across the women’s face as she lent down and pulled the girl back into her arms in a comforting hug and whispered in a soothing voice. “It’s okay honey, Mummy knows what’s happening. Everything will be alright.” At that, Pan looked up at her mother, a confused look on her face and her eyes were gleaming with unshed tears that made the curiosity hidden within the blue depths almost impossible to see as she asked “What do you mean Mum?” Smiling slightly as she noticed the sad tone in her daughter’s voice disappearing slightly, Videl replied “Well it’s simply genetic darling, you see your dad had the same problem. You see, Grandpa told me that all Sayains will only feel an attraction to the most superior fighters for their first sexual experience to ensure that their children will be excellent warriors. So all we have to do is try and find a boy who meets up to your sayain demands.” “But it’s not just Jeremy.” Pan said quietly, looking away from her mother and out the window, trying to gain some comfort for her situation from the darkening sky. “What did you say Honey?” Pan looked up at her mother, her normally shiny blue eyes had gone almost blood red because of the amount of crying she had done in the past few hours and Videl couldn’t help but notice how unusually pale her daughter’s creamy skin had suddenly gone; almost as if she was frightened. “It’s not just Jeremy Mum, every time a guy gets to close to me I just seem to lock up, I can’t even hug grandpa any more; In fact the only person I can seem to get close to is…” “Who Pan?” Videl asked but she already had a very good idea who had caught her daughter’s sayain eye. Pan hesitated, suddenly looking away from her mother as she tried to find the words to tell to her mother. It had all started just over a year ago, when she had just turned 15; the teen had started having these strange urges and feelings. She had tried talking to her mother about them but every time she had got to embarrassed and rushed out the room, she couldn’t ask her father because she didn’t think he would understand so she had asked her best friends, Bra and Marron. The blond and blue haired girls had both said with that same sense of tact which resembled something like a brick wall that they both shared, that it was puberty and it was about time she started thinking about boys. A flush began to spread over her cheeks as she struggled to contain her train of thought. Oh she had begun to think about boys but there was one slightly big problem, She had begun to think about someone who must certainly was not a boy. While their were plenty of nice boy’s at her school, and plenty of them were more than willing to go out with her and made little attempt to hide it. However, she just felt nothing for them and had made a point of showing it to any boy who got to close for comfort and thought he would try his luck with the hottest piece of ass in school. Or at least until that day she saw Jeremy. It had been the first day of term after an agonizingly long Holiday that Pan had thought would never end. As she and Bra walked into their homeroom at the beginning of the day, there he was; sitting at the back of the room and surrounded by Girls. Pan didn’t know what it was but something about Jeremy that drew her to him. Even after they had started dating however, Pan couldn’t stop herself from thinking about that certain someone else. The same person she seemed only able to get close too without the feel of her blood running cold and an intense sickness that filled her stomach. “It’s Daddy” the words left her lips before she could stop them, making Pan almost clap her hands over her mouth as she realised what she had said. But it was true, ever since she had turned 15; Pan Son had been feeling a very strong desire and longing for her father, Son Gohan. She only wished she could of told her mother in a more appropriate manor. Seconds pass in silence and Pan couldn’t help but grow more and more worried by her mother’s lack of reaction. Gathering what little courage and spirit that remained inside of her, the sixteen year old turned to face her mother’s smiling face. “It’s okay Honey, Mommy already knew and I think I might have thought of a way to help my beloved daughter.” “What—what do you mean?” Pan asked as a puzzled look appeared on her face. “You said that you froze up whenever a guy has got to close to you…except for your Farther, right?” She watched her daughter’s checks gain a little more coluor as they flushed a light pink before she nodded her head. “well if what your grandfather told me was correct, that’s because you’re the sayain blood running through your veins had decided that your father is the only suitable to be your first so…” However she didn’t get the chance to finish her statement as her daughter suddenly caught on to her meaning. “Mum… you don’t mean that I have to …have to sleep with dad do you because that is just…”However the teen couldn’t finish her statement because at the thought of her father, Pan felt a wave heat wash over her body. And she couldn’t help but think of the man’s, muscular body under her as she rode him, his name leaving her lips in a passion field cry as his hands roamed all over her body; what it would feel like to have his gigantic manhood between her lips as she sucked him dry. Trying to shack her mind from the lust filled haze, Pan asked “But Mum, isn’t it incest?” Videl took in a deep breath before she answered her daughter’s question; ‘now comes the hard part’. “Well in normal circumstances honey, I would have to say yes, this would be classed as incest but this isn’t normal Pan.” “But-but what about dad?” Pan asked struggling to find a flaw in her mother’s plan as images of her and her father engrossed in sexual acts kept popping into her head. Videl only smiled at her daughter before saying “Don’t worry about your father, he loves you and wants what’s best for you and besides I know a way of ‘persuading’ him if he isn’t to keen on the idea.” With that Videl gave her daughter a wink before they both looked to the door of the room as the sound of the front door opening and shouting sounded through the house and the voice of Son Gohan sounded though the house “Pan, Videl I’m Home”. Turning to look at her daughter, Videl said “Now why don’t you go and get ready for your father while I go and tell him about your situation.” Before the married woman got up from the bed and made her way to the door of the room, however before leaving Videl turned to look at her daughter and said “You might want to consider changing clothes, might I suggest that dress you wore to Bra’s birthday party” With that Videl left the room and made her way down the steps to her husband. **** When Videl had reached the bottom step of the stairs, she had suddenly become air borne as her husband greeted her by sneaking up behind her and suddenly lifting her up in his strong arms and given her a little more than a loving kiss that set her blood ablaze. It had been quite a feet to break the intense kiss and get Gohan to put her down. Once Gohan had finally released his wife and asked her about the press seminar; it didn’t take long before the subject of their conversation turned towards their distressed daughter. “I think me and Vegeta might pay Jeremy a visit tomorrow.” Gohan growled as he sipped his tea, Videl having just told him about Pan’s heartbreak. “Oh no you won’t, I have had enough of the media this year. The last thing I need is to have to attend another seminar in less than 48 hours because my dad decides to save his reputation by explaining why his son-in-law and his psychotic friend decided to kill a teenage boy.” Videl half scolded, half joked with her husband. While in truth Videl wouldn’t mind Gohan and Vegeta going round to Jeremy’s parent’s house and beating the shit out of the little bastard, she wasn’t sure Pan would feel the same way. “I know but I just wish there was some way I could help Pan.” The hybrid muttered before taking another sip of his drink while unknowingly giving his wife an opening. At that, Videl gave her husband a less than innocent smile before getting up from her position on the couch opposite her husband and walking across the room to site next to him before saying “Well honey I think I might know a way you can.” Before leaning forward and whispering her idea in his ear. “You want me to do WHAT?” Gohan cried as his evening tea was sprayed across the wooden floor of the living room. “I said I want you to make love to Pan.” Videl replied calmly as she eyed her husband’s tea on the wood floor disapprovingly. Taking a few seconds to compose himself, Gohan took off his glasses and began to clean the lenses with the tip his shirt before rubbing the bridge of his nose and then placing the glasses back on. As he started to nervously run his hand through his ebony hair, all the while his wife continued to wait calmly for his response. “Okay, let me see if I’ve got this straight, my wife who I love with all my heart and who in the past has never told me about any complaints she may have with either our marriage or sex life; has just told me that she believes the best way for me to help our sixteen year old daughter is by me sleeping with her; am I correct?” The man asked sarcastically as he looked across the seat at his wife. Videl on the other hand did not find Gohan’s comment at all amusing. “There is no need to start being rude Gohan, and for your information I have a very good reason for suggesting that you sleep with Pan.” This however didn’t seem to have the desired effect on her hybrid husband as he just stared unbelievingly at her. “I’m serious about this Gohan” At that, the sayain feel back into the chair and muttered “You are aren’t you?” and at the nod from his wife all he could say was a simple “Fuck Me” “Maybe later Honey but please watch your language.” Videl said jokingly as she sat moved back along the coach to sit beside her husband. “Videl look, you know I would do anything for Pan but I think sleeping with her is a little to much for helping her get over an asshole of a boyfriend.” Gohan muttered, trying to get Videl to perhaps see the reason of a normal person. However, instead of reacting to her husbands comment’s, Videl decided to fall back to plan B. Sometimes to convince Gohan to make the right decision, she had to rob him of all reason and rationale thought from her husband. Quickly getting up from where she was seated, Videl stood infront of her husband before she slipped to her knees in front of him and reached for the fly of his trousers and before Gohan could stop his wife, she had already undone the button of his pants and pulled them down; leaving him open to her hungry eyes. “Videl, what are you do…what if Pan comes down?” Gohan managed to mutter before suddenly letting out a sudden moan as he felt the warmth of his wife’s breath begin to be blown lightly on his semi hard flesh. Looking up at her husband, Videl whispered “If I remember correctly, the fact that we might be discovered never seemed to bother you at all those parties, barbecues and conferences we went to or even at a couple of Pan’s younger birthday parties.” At that, she spread his legs open and used her elbows to hold them in place as she lent down and placed her face just above to his rapidly hardening manhood, “In fact I believe it rather turned you on” before she began to lightly tease the tip with her tongue and then tracing imaginary trails along his shaft, from the tip to the base and vice versa. “It wasn’t so much getting caught but the fact that my beautiful wife was trying to be innocent while she was on her knees with my cock between her full rosy lips.” Gohan managed to gasp before letting out a long moan, his strong hands gripping the soft material of the couch more tightly as he felt his wife’s teasing licks. However missing the sly smile that spread across Videl’s lips between licks; knowing that her plan was working. Whenever Gohan started to talk dirty, it was a sign that his sayain side was coming out; a far more agreeable Gohan if given the right incentive. “Oh really, now back to the subject of Pan.” Videl muttered before taking the soft tip of his manhood past her full lips and into her damp cavity; her tongue began to teasingly pressing against his delicate skin as her teeth skillfully scraped the sensitive tip. It was a sudden rush of pleasure to his system and all Gohan could do to vocalize the pleasure he felt was by releasing a series of long, low grunts and moans. Trying to fight against the sudden rush of adrenalin and pleasure flowing through his veins, the hybrid managed to sit up and gasp “Lets not talk about Pan” before he collapsed back into the couch and started to moan louder from his wife’s attention to his sensitive flesh. “Okay Honey, lets not talk” but instead of continuing to pleasure her husband as Gohan had hoped, Videl pulled back from his rigid manhood and wiped the corner of her mouth “and I’ll stop”. It never ceased to amaze Videl how Gohan who’s mind had been clouded by lust mere seconds ago could become so alert so suddenly, a point that was very well proven by the way he so quickly lifted himself up to look at her as he exclaimed “No! No…it’s all right. Honey, we can talk about anything you want to.” Smiling as she resumed her ministrations, Videl couldn’t help but be thankful that Gohan could be so predictable at times. “So….are you ready to hear my idea out?” Opening his mouth, Gohan tried to respond but found his voice had been robbed from him so instead nodded his head, the feel of her husbands stomach muscles contracting as he moved his head was all the signal Videl needed. Pulling her mouth away from the flesh of her husbands cock, Videl looked up at Gohan but kept her eyes locked on his lust clouded ones as she reached out for his organ; just to make sure she had his attention as she spoke. As her delicate hand closed itself around his shaft in a gentle grip, Videl started to stroke up and down his length at a teasingly slow pace. “Do you remember that little problem you had when we started dating Gohan?” With Gohan’s nod of understanding, Videl pressed on “When I asked your parents about it, Goku told me that it was a sayain selective gene that would pick out the most suitable person for their first mate. Do you remember how it felt every time your mother hugged you while you were going through it?” Although she didn’t wait for his answer, the shudder that she felt run through him was a good sign that he could remember the feeling. “Well that’s what’s happening to Pan, Gohan. Every time a boy comes to close, our daughter feels that and the only one who can stop it is you honey.” As another bolt of pleasure hit his senses, the man tried to shake his head in protest ” No… what about ah… Jeremy?” Videl’s grip on his member began to tighten slightly as she mentally growled in anger, how could Gohan be so smart and yet so naïve at the same time? “Gohan, Pan chose Jeremy because he’s like you, he looks so similar to you at the time when we first meet.” “Still…can’t, she’s our…daughter” the man managed to muster inbetween moans, Videl’s hand was steadily picking up speed and it was driving him insane. Gohan know that if he didn’t hold on, the pleasure his wife was creating would draw out his primitive side, the animal side; the sayain side. The side that would definitely agree to what Videl wanted and would fuck his own daughter with out hesitation. He’d learnt from past experience that incest wasn’t a sin in sayain society, after all a powerful warrior born from both mother and son was still a powerful warrior. Videl smiled slyly as she heard the struggle in her loves voice, she was finally getting some where and now all she needed to do was give him that final push and their daughter’s sex life and sanity would be assured. “That’s right Gohan, Pan is our daughter and she is suffering, suffering because the man she wants is the man that won’t have her.” Deciding to take it a step further, letting her hand return to its previous spot after a few more strokes, she replaced it with her skillful tongue that begun to once again trace imaginary paths along his shaft before she consumed as much as she could of his achingly hard flesh in her mouth. “Wouldn’t you… like to help her…in the most pleasurable…way Gohan?” she purred as he looked down, watching as her lips were wrapped around him, surrounding him with the warmth of her mouth in between her words. “To teach Pan…how to pleasure…even the toughest of men, to feel those soft lips…wrapped around your steel like cock…To watch our…little girl as she…rides you giant dick…hearing her screams…as you turn our innocent…daughter into a wild sexual hellcat.” However what happened next was something that Videl had not prepared for. Suddenly, the women’s vision turned black and all the subtle sounds of the night that filled the room were silenced; leaving Videl in darkness. It felt as if she were floating in the darkest reaches of space, the force of gravity no longer affecting her as she glided in the darkness when suddenly she heard it, the voice that plagued every exciting dream she had ever had, the voice that would wake her in the dead of night before making all her dreams come true; the voice of her sayain husband “I’ll do it…Later” Devouring her soft lips with his own, the cloudy eyed sayain eagerly cupped her bottom with one hand as he lay her down on the soft leather of the coach before kneading her left breast through the material of her shirt with the other, a weak whimper escaping Videl’s lips as she felt him begin to toy with and pleasure her body like she had been doing to him mere moments ago. It took all the power that the woman possessed to wake herself from the pleasure haze that was consuming her, gathering her wits; Videl quickly did the only thing she could think of to temporally snap her husband out of his daze and smacked Gohan as hard as she could on the head. “No! Bad Gohan” She quickly scolded as the sayain jumped back off her, his eyes growing a lighter shade of black as he came to his senses slightly. Although Videl could hit him with every ounce of strength in her being and it would not hurt does not mean that if she smacked him across the head while he was trying to make love to her, it would not surprise him. Getting up from where she lay, Videl walked over to her husband and loving kissed the place she had hit before saying “I’m sorry honey, but if we went much further I couldn’t guaranty that you’d have enough energy left for Pan. Now while I clean up that mess you made on the floor, why don’t you be the loving father that you are and go up their and teach our daughter a lesson she needs to learn.” And with that Videl had disappeared into the kitchen and left a very agitated and horny Gohan standing their pondering his next move. **** Gohan hesitated before slowly turning the handle to his daughter’s room and opening the wooden door, even with his sayain mind still partially in control; he was still slightly nervous after all it wasn’t everyday that you agree to fuck your virgin daughter. However, before entering the room, the man heard a series of soft, alluring moans that began to seep through the slightly opened door. Gathering all the courage that the sayain still possessed , Gohan pushed the door open a bit further before glancing inside; Making his still semi hard cock turn rock hard and begging for some attention. The room had become as dark as the night sky, the only source of light coming from a few scented candles that he and Videl had given Pan for Christmas; their dim flames giving the room a sensual and surreal atmosphere. Their soft light almost deceiving his eyes making the outlines of the rooms furniture almost shapeless as they emitted a powerful aroma of exotic fruits and flowers that set the Sayain’s mind ablaze with memories of some of his and Videl’s ’training’ sessions from when they were younger, preparing for the world tournament. And their laying on the queen size bed was Pan. Letting his cloudy eyes adjusting to the dim light, Gohan could only let out a quite gasp as he saw that her beautiful, sparkling blue eyes were half closed and her that perfectly-shaped mouth was lolling slightly open but what he saw covering his daughter gorgeous body was defiantly the cherry atop the cake. It was a deep purple dress that she and Videl had bought almost a year ago and the hybrid couldn’t help but wish it had been longer ago, much longer ago as it now seemed to be almost a size to small and clung to every curve of her body like a second skin and was stretched so tightly over her breasts that he could already see her hardened nipples against it. As he watched her, Gohan could now see that one of Pan’s delicate hands was fondling her left breast through the silk of her dress, her slender fingers playing with her hardened nipple, pinching it almost painfully. The other hand had found its way beneath the cloth and to the outline of her heated core; her fingers parting her wet folds and pressing lightly onto her clit as she kept on rubbing the sensitive nub at a heated pace. Eventually she slipped two slender fingers into her tight passage and let out a sensuous moan, bucking her hips up against her inquisitive hand. Gohan could only watch in awe as his beautiful daughter was pleasuring herself and it had to be one of the hottest things the sayain had ever seen in all his life. Furthermore, his heightened sense of hearing was now picking up Pan‘s moans of pleasure and when he heard the name that suddenly left her beautiful lips, Gohan had to admit he was surprised. “Please daddy, take me. I want to feel you in me.” Dark, cloudy eyes opened wide as they moved from the tantalizing movements of her fingers inside herself and then up from her damp centre to her alluring bosom and finally to her. Her beautiful eyes were now open and Gohan could see that childish innocence that had been their that morning was now gone, replaced by an animal longing that made her look like the sayain that lingers in blood travailing through her veins. Watching as those misty, dark blue eyes looked at him but didn’t see him, the man could feel his shaft hardening to the point where he thought he might cum then and their by watching his daughter fantasize about him. “Dadddy,” she moaned, pinching her clit viciously between her thumb and forefinger before roughly inserting three of her long, slender appendages deep within her cream-coated entrance. “Oh Daddy, you are so big, Oh My Kami…Daddy. Oh Daddy. Oh…oooh…Daddy! I think I’m going to cum! I think I’m gooonnnnnnaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!” the teen screamed as she climaxed on her hand; slowly stopping her motions before bringing her fingers to her lips and slowly licking her sweet essence off of her fingers. Pan couldn’t explain it, couldn’t understand what had come over her. She had just finished getting ready like her mother had told her to, her heart was beating at an incredible pace and she was more nervous than she had ever been before in her life. She couldn’t believe it was going to happen, the one person she had been craving for over a year was going to be her first; her father was going to take her virginity. She suddenly hadn’t been able to breath and the wave of lust and desire that had snuck up on her earlier with her mother washed over her as her mind began flooding with images of her father’s large muscular bloody above her as his hard dick filled her completely. And then she lost control, before really registering what she was doing, Pan felt her hand slip under the confines of her dress. Her thumb began to lightly brush against her clit. A low moan slipped past her lips as she played with her clit, rolling it between her fingers before moaning louder as she slipped a finger inside her entrance. Believing that her parents were probably still ‘discussing’ their daughter’s situation so there wasn’t going to be anyone around her room to hear or even see her, Pan grasped her breast through the material of her dress with her free hand as she slipped another finger into her wet entrance. That was all the teen could remember as she lay their, basking in the after waves of her organism. Suddenly remembering that she had accidentally left her door open a crack. Pan’s eyes opened as for the first time that night she felt the odd sensation of eyes watching her. Tilting her head up and looking at the door, it took the teen a few seconds before her pleasure dulled mind could register that her father was watching her as he lent against the open door’s frame. Grabbing the quilt of her bed, Pan tried to conceal her as good as naked body from her father’s eyes as she shot him an out ragged glair and exclaimed “Dad! What the fuck do you think your doing?!” Gohan only smirked, silent except for the rustling of his clothes as he closed the door behind him before making his way across the room and sat down upon the bed beside her. Pan couldn’t move, could speak and could barley breath as she watched him; something had changed in him but she couldn’t tell what. Looking up into his eyes, Pan suddenly gasped. Looking down at her were not the eyes of her father, not those deep black eyes that reminded you of a sad puppy when he was sad or could melt a girl’s heart when he was happy; instead they were almost animal, filled with lust, desire, want, and hunger. These were the eyes of a man her father had never let her see him as, he was different and if she was honest with herself; it turned her on. Gohan only smirked as he saw the blue ocean of his daughter’s eyes suddenly turn dark as she lunged for him; pressing her soft lips to his in a rough kiss. Her hot tongue pressed against his lips, asking for entrance to the hot orifice as his strong arms wrapped around her trim waist; lowering her onto the matrice. Parting his lips, their tongues met in a fierce battle for dominance. The battling between their tongues went on till they had to break the lip-lock to breath. The teen looked intently into her father’s animal like eyes as she gave him a toothy grin, exposing her rapidly sharpening canines in a challenging stair; daring him to make the next move. Never being one to back down from a challenge, Gohan flashed her that same grin before he quickly seized her wrists and pined her hands by her head. He straddled her hips, careful not put too much weight on her before he leaned down and covered her soft lips with his own, but instead of the passion and ferocity like that had filled the last, this kiss was soft and tender. As the roughness of his lips pressed softly against hers, he gently nibbled at her top lip before mothering her lower lip with soft suction but he never deepening the kiss. At first Pan tried to resist his advances by flattening her hands against his chest with every intention of pushing him away so she could get on top. But she found herself locked firmly in his embrace as the strong hardness of his lips teased hers. Then suddenly, her body stopped resisting him and she started demanding more of her fathers touch. She found herself parting her lips and almost begging for more of his taste as the heat of her fury melted away and was replaced by longing and passion flowed through her veins and ignited full force. Their was nothing any sayain loved more than have dominance over their mates, it didn’t matter if they were making love or just having a powerful passion filled fuck, a sayain had to be in control and the hybrid could only Smile inwardly to himself as he saw how easily he accomplished his objective of dominating the female. Gohan’s tongue quickly claimed hers daughters as he begun to attack her mouth with a savage intensity. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Pan couldn’t help but moan into the savage kiss as she felt his hands move down the length of her back and press her even closer to him. His kiss was now possessive and made her whimper with need. Pan couldn’t help but hold onto her father as their tongues wrestled, her slender fingers griping and toying with the dark black mane of his hair as her assailant’s tongue delved deep within her orifice. As Pan kept one arm around his neck to allow her fingers to play with locks of his hair, her other was pressed firmly against the hard shirt covered muscles of his chest, her nails bent slightly as her palm rubbed and traced. While Gohan had one of his arms braced against the matrice to hold up his heaver weight while his other that was still around her waist began to run down the curve of her spine to the smooth curves of her buttocks before cupping one and squeezing it tightly. The position that they lay on the bed in allowed the teen to slip one of her legs out of the slit in her skirt and slide it teasingly up her father’s thigh before wrapping it around him, giving her better leverage to kiss him more deeply and bring their bodies closer. Then suddenly he broke away and his lips started trailing kisses from her open mouth to her perfect jaw till the sensitive skin of her neck causing a soft moan to leave her lips as her head tilted and rolled back; exposing more skin for him to kiss. However, with the lose of the mind numbing feeling that Gohan’s lips created as he kissed hers gone, Pan’s sayain resistance suddenly kicked in and the teen tried desperately to control her breathing and detach herself from the situation along with the sensations it created inside of her; so that she could find away to beat him and gain control. She would not allow her body and mind to surrender to the feelings of pleasure her father created inside of her again. She would not… “Daddy!” She bit her lip damning her outcry and the involuntary arching of her back in pleasure that had been brought on by Gohan, whose teeth had just grazed over a sensitive nerve in her throat. Her mind now fought with her body against the urge to give into her father’s touches and beg him to stop teasing her. Beg. She had never begged for anything in her life and her sayain pride wouldn‘t let her start now even if she wanted to. Gathering what strength hadn’t been robed of her by her father’s actions, she took her hand out of his had hair and pressed it along side its twin on Gohan’s chest and tried pushing him off and onto his back beside her. Using the hand he used to balance himself, Gohan took both of her wrists in his hand and pined them above her head so that she almost couldn’t move anymore. Lowering his head, he placed his rough lips on the slender skin of her neck, his teeth nibbling the exposed flesh gently before suckling her flesh, causing his daughter’s mind to suddenly stop functioning as a series of pleasure filled cries let her parting orifice. As he heard his daughter’s reaction to his ministrations, Gohan could only smile, knowing he was wiping the teen of all resistance before he continued to trail kisses along to her collarbone; occasionally stopping to nip the sensitive skin and then sooth the small wound with his tongue. At the same time, his other hand crept down her hips and started to play with the thin material of her skirt before travelling north. His palm ran along the curves of her hips before moving at a teasing pace as at traced its way back up her body till resting just below the mounds of her breasts. Enticingly, he outlined the edge of the mounds with his fingers before slowly drawing his palm over the supple skin further inward. Smiling as he felt her gasp sharply and arch her back, leaning into him so that his large hand was almost closed around one of the large mounds beneath the silken fabric. Smiling like the animal that was raging inside, the hybrid licked his lips before the room was filled with the sound of shredding fabric as he effortlessly ripped the offending dress from top to bottom off her body in one motion. Pan could only make a weak cry of protest at his actions him however Gohan just took the opportunity to lean up and plunge his tongue in her mouth. After a few seconds, Gohan broke the kiss and lent back to admire his daughters beautiful body but suddenly became speechless as his gaze feel on her. “Kami… she’s just a gorgeous as her mother …” Gohan thought as he stared down at her godlike beauty, even if that dress had left very little to the imagination; it was like he was looking at it for the first time since he entered the room. His eyes traveled up from the smooth milky flesh of her stomach, up her torso till they located the object of their main attraction. Pan’s breasts were full and firm, their milky-like complexion accentuated the contrast with her rosy nipples that had stiffened to the point of almost hearting her from her father’s affections. Using the hand that was still clasped around his daughter’s wrists, Gohan propped his weight on his arm while the other was left free to wander over Pan’s curves. As she felt the roughness of her father’s thumb brushed her hardened nipple, Pan arched her back in response and shuddered as his warm hand closed over her breast, stroking and kneading it gently. His fingers quickly latched on to her left breast and started slowly massaging it, his thumb caressing her hardened sensitive nipple and earning soft moans of pleasure form his daughter. Smirking as he saw his daughter’s response to even the smallest of his touches, the hybrid bent down and he took the aching peak of her other breast in his mouth, his lips suckling and kissing on her sensitive nipple, and his teeth tenderly nipping at the rosy bud before his skilled tongue would lick it. As she felt this, Pan started panting, gasping for air as she arched her back and pressed against him. Her breathing was shaky – she was still trying to fight the hold he had on her arms but not to try and become the dominant one as her sayain blood had demanded, instead it was so that she could thread her fingers in his main of spiky black hair, to keep his warm mouth firmly wrapped around her breast. Moaning in half agony and half pleasure, Pan lifted her hips and started rubbing against the man above her. All the nervousness that had been inside her earlier that night was gone, replaced now by only sayain hunger for the man she had been craving and now all she wanted was to feel him inside of her, stretching her, filling her like he did her mother, but it seemed he was intent on torturing her and driving his daughter into a wild state. Deciding he’d played with her enough, the grip that Gohan had on her arms suddenly went slack and allowed her to wriggle free from his grasp but before she could have any thoughts of rebellion, a bolt of pleasure suddenly ran across her nerves as her father started to suck her nipple with more intensity. Her hands move quickly to clutch at his head, fingers running through clumps of ebony hair, while his lips continue working at her breast, his other hand kneading the opposite. As Gohan continued his assault on her breast, Pan had to now try to suppress her urge to scream. Pleasure ran through her body like the blood in her veins. Releasing his daughter’s breast from the warmth of his mouth, Gohan’s tongue went down the valley of her breasts till her belly button, where he stopped to leave some kisses on her flat stomach. While at the same time, the hand that had once held Pan’s arms found its way to her inner thighs, a loud moan escaped her lips as one of his fingers started to slide up and down her aroused womanhood that was now soaked in her wetness. Leaning up from where he lay, Gohan looked down at the woman on the bed beneath him, her dark strands of hair that went down to the small of her back were spread out on the pillow, her sapphire blue eyes veiled by desire and her soft, thin lips moistened by all their kisses and exhaling hot puffs of air. He also noticed the thin veil of sweat that had appeared on her body and as it traveled down his gaze fixed on what was the last obstacle he had to eliminate before completing his work. Her soft moans of pleasure suddenly became cries of ecstasy as she saw stars starting to dance in front of her eyes when his middle finger and index finger slipped lower and delved inside her. Feeling the two of her father’s two long fingers slipping into her entrance Pan started gasping loudly, her eyes widened in shock and her hips lifted from the bed to press his fingers deeper into her hot tunnel. The digits rubbed skillfully against her inner spot causing pan to thrash her head in ecstasy while trying to fight the tears that were welling in her eyes from the very near orgasmic bliss. She moaned wantonly as Gohan’s thumb began lavishing attention upon her clit. His touch was reminiscent of a feather as his thumb grazed the sensitive nub and every time he pressed down upon it a cry of pleasure escaped Pan. Gohan smiled at her expressiveness, the sound of her cries and moan of pleasure was music to his ears. He sped up his touch and elicited even more sounds of pleasure from her willing body. Locking his cloudy black eyes onto her dark blue ones so that she wouldn’t look away, Gohan took his fingers out of his daughter’s womanhood before licking her sweet juices off his digits and smiling down at Pan as he parted her slender legs before disappearing from her view. Pan’s head suddenly rolled back onto the pillow, her lips were parted and sensuous moans escaped her as her eyes shut in pure ecstasy as she felt A shock of pleasure rip through her body when she felt his hot tongue parting her folds and sliding into her damp womanhood; now and then his teeth would gently scrape on her clit, before his skilled tongue resumed its teasing licking. “Daddy!,” Pan gasped, surprised by this action as she seized fistfuls of her fathers ebony hair and wrapped her thighs around him; trying to draw him nearer. “Oh, Kami…urmph…” Her father’s tongue was twirling around inside her tight slick passage, tenderly stroking her velvety inner walls as her nectar flowed into his open mouth. Her moans quickly turned to screams as he suckled her small bundle of nerves and made a low rumbling “Mmm…” intonation that reverberated through her and inclined that he enjoyed her essence. “Uh-uh-uh-uh-oh Kami! Ah-Ah-Ah Alm-Ost cummin’! Ah’m gonna cum! Oh it feels so fuckin’ good! So fuckin’ good!” moaned Pan, tightening her grip on him with her legs before she felt his strong arms snake their way around her thighs and quickly snap them apart, away from his head with such ferocity she gasped. Her body quivered as her mind registered the sudden view that was presented to her sapphire blue orbs were given. She could see her father’s animal like eyes looking up at her with a true carnal hunger burning in their dark depths as his mouth feasted on her and his hands held her lengthy legs open, the sight itself was beyond erotic and only brought her closer to the peak she so very much desired to reach. “Uh-uh-uh-Daddy! Uh-oh yeah! Uh-uh-so good! So good!” grunted Pan as she felt his tongue swiveled expertly inside her moistened tunnel, she felt a pulse pound through her as her eyes squeezed shut and another throaty cry passed her lips. She anticipated another one of his delightful techniques, just one more would send her flying but the welcoming heated breath left her nether lips and she suddenly felt cooled and exposed, vulnerable and most importantly; unfulfilled. The dark haired hybrid was eagerly thrusting his tongue in and out of his beautiful daughter’s hot entrance; the enticing scent of her essence was filling his nostrils and making him even more anxious to taste the delicious honey of her release. He fastened his entrances lightly biting her moist folds with his teeth once a while; when suddenly a feeling washed over him. It was like he had been hit by a tidal wave of pleasure that spread through his body like flames that set every nerve in his body alight. Pulling away from his daughter, Gohan couldn’t move to see who was stroking him only lye their and let the feelings wash over him. Slowly Pan opened her eyes to see a pleasure filled faze. Focusing her vision through the blur, the first thing she witnessed was the soft glow of her beside table on the out lines of what seemed to be a women and a small child. A shocked look suddenly appeared upon her face, she could now her see her mother dressed in what appeared to be a simple silk bathrobe, standing over her father who was curled up and releasing quiet moans of pleasure at the end of her bed. Pan also noticed with a hint of discomfort that Videl’s hand was petting the area just above Gohan’s buttocks beneath his trousers. “Mum? How are you… why did you… What are you doing here?” Pan asked, unsure of what to make of the situation infront of her. Smiling at her daughter, Videl said “Well Pan, I just about to go round Bulma’s for a couple of hours when I decide to see how you and your father were doing. So I look through the door and I find that my very attentive husband is forgoing his responsibilities so I thought I should step in.” ‘Well that explains the gown’ the teen thought as she watched her parents. A few seconds after Videl stopped petting her husband through the material of his trousers, Gohan got up and sat on the end of the bed so that he was now eye level with his wife before giving her that animalistic smile. “I thought I said to teach Pan ‘HOW’ to pleasure a man, Gohan. Not turn Sayain on her like you normally do.” Videl said, obviously trying to sound stern but failing to conceal the pleased grin because of his actions. “I was just having some fun my love.” Gohan replied, his voice turning playfully sad as his looked down at her feet. However before Videl could respond, Gohan used his sayain speed and wrapped his arms around her waist and turned her around before pulling her back so that she was sitting in his lap as his lips descended upon hers, drawing her into a deep, sensual kiss. Even though she knew she shouldn’t and this night was for Pan, Videl soon found herself kissing back, wanting to absorb the sweet sensations that her husband could create with even the faintest touch. Snaking his arms around her body, Gohan slipped his tongue inside her mouth while gently sliding his hands within the silk robe and up her waist before skilfully groping her breast. Pulling her closer his body, he began grinding his immense erection which was now being barely contained within his pants up against Videl’s backside, making her moan into the kiss as she began touching and groping his well sculpted muscles the material of his shirt. Quickly gathering her mind out of the pleasure haze, Videl took her husbands hands off her body before pushing herself off his lap. Not understanding her actions, Gohan gaze her a questioning glance before asking “Don’t you want to finish what you started earlier?” Videl knew at this point it wouldn’t matter to Gohan that their teenage daughter was sitting barly five feet away from them, when his sayain side took over, he would gladly fuck her in a crowded room so long as they were both satisfied. Something she had learned once when she thought it might be fun to tease him before going to one of Bulma’s reunions. What she hadn’t counted on was Gohan pulling her into a darkened corner, undoing his pants, pulling up her skirt and fucking her three times against the wall while his parents danced mere feet away. However she still thought it was worth it, even though he made sure she could barley walk the next day by giving her a night of wild animal sex. Giving her husband a loving smile, Videl bent down and give him a soft kiss on the lips before saying “Maybe later Gohan, but right now this is for Pan.” At the sound of her name, the teen looked up and across at her parents but was left temporarily paralyzed by the sight of her mother undoing the belt of her robe before her eyes. Letting it fall from her shoulders, Videl stood at the end of the bed and now only in a black bra and thong underwear. Shaking her mind out of its daze, Pan asked “What do you mean Mum? And how did you get Dad to stop so easily” With a sultry glance, Videl said “Well Pan, while I would like to trust your father to control himself long enough to teach you how to truly satisfy a lover, there is a rather large chance that he may get ‘carried’ away again.” At that she glared at Gohan over her shoulder before continuing “So I thought I better take control of this little lesson.” Reaching round behind her, the married women undid her own bra and allowed her large, voluptuous breasts to hang free before saying. “Your second answer is simple; when a sayain is born they have a tail that is very sensitive. Even like in daddy’s case where it has been removed, the spot where it was is still sensitive to the lightest of touches.” She then made quick work of her thong, sliding it down her thighs and giving Pan a full look at her plush pussy. The sight of her mother naked made Pan blush, she couldn’t help but feel inadequate compared to her. Videl’s breasts were larger, a toned core, a sexy ass, and longer flowing ebony hair that gave her an angelic sense of grace as she crawled across the bed towards her daughter like a sex kitten. “Now let’s get this lesson on the way,” said Videl playfully before she leant forward and kissed her daughter. Devouring Pan’s lips with her own, the dark-haired beauty began running her hand down her daughter’s petite body before eagerly cupping her bottom with her one hand while the other began massaging milky white breasts and then tweaking her coral pink nipples to the teens obvious delight. It was a strange feeling since she had never entertained thoughts about kissing a woman before, even with Bra being so into experimenting with her sexuality but Videl seemed to be really into it. And with so much sexual energy coursing through the room, Pan couldn’t help but be taken in the idea. “Mum…” she gasped, feeling her sayain desires return with a vengeance. Trailing the hand that had been massaging Pan’s buttocks up her spine in light teasing touches, Videl’s hands framed her daughter’s face and tilted their heads so that as they broke away, Pan’s eyes were now fixated on the bare chest of her father who stood before her. “Okay Pan, this is how it’s going to work,” said Videl as she guided her daughter off of the bed so that Gohan could make himself comfortable. “I and your father are going to guide you through this so you can learn how to properly please a man. Just play it by ear, stay cool and keep calm, everything well come naturally darling I promise.” At that Videl gave her daughter a gentle kiss before sitting on a seat on the far side of the room. Pan stood beside the edge of her bed, gazing down at her feet while her hands were desperate for an occupation to draw her attention away from her churning stomach. She couldn’t remember the last time in her life when she had been this nervous, earlier it had been all impulse and desire. Her father guiding her wordlessly through a maze of pleasure as that other side of her mind controlled her emotions and actions. But this was different, even with her desire for him returned now she was just Pan. Building all the courage that hadn’t been robbed of her during the night’s events, Pan brought her gaze up so that she was now eye level with her father’s chest and just stared at him. While this wasn’t the first time she had seen her father topless, this was the first time she could really appreciate him. And to put it bluntly, he was even more astonishing than any man she’d ever meet or fantasy she could have imagined. And as she gazed at his large, bulging muscles, the flame that had ignited within the blue depths of her eyes less than half an hour ago quickly relit. As she quickly got an idea, Pan thought ‘Well mum said to follow my instincts’ before she walked towards Gohan. Swaying her hips sexily with each step she took, the teen wrapped her arms around Gohan’s neck as she straddled his waist, an attractive smirk painting its way across her rosy lips once she felt his terribly aroused manhood burning like fire beneath her bottom and in-between her legs as she wrapped them around his waist as there lips met in a hot kiss. As she felt his hot tongue press against her lips, Pan quickly parted her lips for him and met his tongue greedily with her own. As their tongues began duelling, the teen found that her father tasted differently, she could taste the familiar sweet flavour of her mother’s lips but also even flavour her essence on his breath and she actually found it very exciting. Breaking the kiss, Pan leant in towards the side of Gohan’s face before she began nipping a fiery trail down along the sensitive flesh of his neck and smirked when she felt him shudder beneath her, the fire of her tongue snaking down along his earlobe before she gently bit down upon the flesh and moaned for added effect. Gohan could only gasp at the feeling of the intoxicating sensations shooting throughout his body due to the vixen that was his daughter’s amazing touch, his teeth clenching tightly as he felt the pressure within his pants only growing stronger and stronger with each passing moment. It took everything he had to keep his fingers entangled with in the fabric of her comforter and resist the urge to just throw her to the bed and take her like a wild animal, but then if he did; he would have to face Videl’s wrath. She had let him off the last time because she had caught him before he lost control. However this time their would be a price to pay if he even tried and although he could easily over power her, she didn’t need strength to punish him. He would probably be spending a month on that detestable sofa if he tried anything that resembled sayain like behaviour. Pan suddenly moaned as she felt the immense mass of his cock rubbing up against her ass through the thin fabric of his trousers. Oh how she wanted to feel that incredible piece of the male anatomy inside her, stretching her to the point where even the slightest movement could make her see stars and then riding him into an incredible oblivion that only he could take her to. But at the moment she wanted to learn, learn what would make him go crazy, learn what makes him moan and hiss and most importantly what will make her beg for her to finish him. Placing her hands just below his collarbones, Pan used them as leverage to slide her hips down his body as she slid carefully off of his lap and to inbetween his legs; causing him to let out a long, low moan as she moved over his erection; the heat of her moist core sending shock waves through his body as it moved over his painfully hard arousal. As she moved, her lips began exploring her father’s body. Leaning down, she traced a fiery trail of nips and kisses down his neck and across his chest. As she kissed her way down his hard chest her fingers slid down his arms to his sides, lightly scraping his skin with her nails. Although his body was littered with scars, Pan only stopped at one; a large gash that had been left on his chest from when he was a boy and kissed it tenderly. Then she moved on to both his nipples to give him a taste of what he had done to hers; nipping and licking them. As her mouth went lower her hands neared the elastic of his trousers and after she had given a last open-mouthed kiss on his well toned abs she looked up at him and noticed that he was staring intently at her. Giving him a sly smile she bent her head and dipped her tongue in to his belly button before swirling it around. Gohan’s hips suddenly jerked up in surprise, making his erection brush her breast and he groaned and dropped his head back against the pillow. Hermione looked down and contemplated the bulge in his trousers for a moment, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath before finally sliding further down his legs. The rough material of his pants brushed against her skin and she rubbed her breasts against his legs, enjoying the friction against her hard, sensitive nipples for a moment before returning her attention to the matter at hand. With a trembling finger, she traced the outline of his cock through the fabric, drawing back in surprise when it twitched in response. Seeing her father’s tremendous excitement through the cloth, Pan then allowed a hand to run down along the prominent bulge in a circular motion that left him groaning and churning his hips with the hopes of receiving more of the incredible sensations from her magic-like fingers. Gathering her courage, Pan slowly undid the button of her father’s pants, before swallowing hard as she slowly pulled the zipper down. His hardened erection quickly broke out from its restraints, standing up tall and at attention. Pan stared wide-eyed at Gohan’s very impressive manhood. While she was not an innocent – thanks to all those books and tapes Bra had lent her and Marron, she had seen plenty of naked men, (This was of course without any of their parents knowing) and her reading in high school biology had given her knowledge about the physiology of the male anatomy. However this was the first time she’d ever seen such an impressive display of the male anatomy and she was certain that most men were no where as big as the example that had been placed before her eyes. He was easily a good twelve and a half inches at the very least! Pan suddenly faltered, unsure of what to do next. Here she was, kneeling before her father with the object of her desire standing less than five centimeters from her face and she didn’t know what to do. Discreetly, so that no one would notice; Pan glanced behind her. At the far side of the room, sitting on the seat beside the bed room window was her mother; Videl. The teen could almost feel the heat from her watching eyes and she knew that she was waiting for her to ask for help. But for some reason she couldn’t explain, although she was almost clueless as to what to do next; Pan didn’t want to ask for her mother’s guidance. She wanted to prove that she could be easily just as good a lover as her mother, that she could be a sayain warrior’s mate just as good as her mother was. Her slender fingers reached out and wrapped around his length, smiling as she heard him let out a moan of pleasure as his grip tightened around her sheets. She could almost feel his shaft pulsing within her grasp as her thumb lightly pressed on his sensitive tip; allowing her to feel the warmth of his pre-cum as it steadily flowed. Smiling at knowing the effect she was having on him, her hand started to stoke him slowly from the base to the head making him buck his hips into her hand. Getting an idea at the last moment, Pan glanced up so that her’s and Gohan’s eyes met before she lent down and watched as his eyes opened wide as he felt the wet heat of her lips on his skin. Remembering what she had seen in a very interesting video Bra had lent her, Pan placed both of her hands on his knees as she began bobbing her head back and forth. Gohan’s eyes never left his daughter’s as he watched her pleasure him. The teen quickly realized that she couldn’t balance his cock without her hands. Moving one from his knee, she placed it at the base of his length as she tried to take as much of him in as she possibly could. However, after a few minutes Pan started to get worried because if she was doing it right because of her father’s lack of reaction. While it was obvious from his light grunts and moans that he was indeed enjoying what she was doing, he just didn’t seem to be enjoying it enough. Swallowing her sayain pride, Pan relinquished her grip on her father’s manhood and despite his groan of protest as she took her lips off of him and looked over her shoulder. She could now see a concerned look on her mother’s face as she said “Mum…”hesitating before “I think I need some help?” Videl could only smile at her daughter as she got up out of the chair and made her way across the room to her husband and daughter. Indeed, she had been very surprised at how quickly Pan had picked up on it; indeed it had taken months for her and Gohan to discover what the other enjoyed. So Videl could only assume that it must be a sayain thing. “Well Pan…”The women explained as she took her daughter’s place inbetween her Gohan’s legs. “While you did have the right idea, a man will always enjoy a blowjob more if you tease them at the beginning.” She explained be fore demonstrating her point. Bending down, she began lightly kissing and licking his length until Gohan felt as if the tip of his member was going to burst. “Videl…oh, Kami,” Gohan suddenly cried out, his head rolling back onto his shoulders as he felt her tongue began tracing imaginary trails along his shaft, from the base to the tip and vice versa before wrapping around the velvety head of his cock. Slowly, she let the head of his cock slip past her lips as she began taking him into the warm cavern of her mouth. Soon Gohan found himself incapable of words as his eyes rolled back into his skull from the felling of her tongue wrapping around him, massaging him as she slowly took more of his immense dick into her mouth. Struggling against the pleasure, he managed to moan “oh Kami, Videl… more…more” before moaning as he felt his dick hit the back of her mouth. ‘Take more of it,’ he mentally pleaded, temporarily forgetting that their daughter was supposed to be learning from this. Smiling as she heard her husbands plea, Videl slowly pulled away from him and for the third time that night left Gohan unfulfilled. Looking at her daughter, Videl gave her a sultry smile before asking “Care to join me, honey?” Gohan lent back on his daughter’s bed, his body was in sexual agony and he was damn near close to going mad. For the third time that night he had been so close to finally getting a release when suddenly his partner had pulled away; leaving him frustrated to say the least. Gohan could only growl as he closed his eyes and waited for his wife to make the next move, trying to relax so it wouldn’t feel as if his painfully erect manhood wouldn’t explode in a wave of his lava like cum. Pan sunk to her knees besides her mother before the two women eyed Gohan’s hard cock. Together, they began licking and sucking his member as Gohan, shocked by the sudden feeling of two mouths sliding over him, clutched more tightly at the sheets and raised his hips. Their hair, two deferent shades of ebony, washed over his stomach as mother and daughter feasted upon him together. Pan was eagerly following the example that had been set by her mother, licking her father’s shaft from the base to just below the head, while Videl had busied herself with his balls, gently sucking one before moving on to the other, Pan paused for just a moment as she kissed the head before the dark haired temptress of a teen took him into her mouth; slowly letting his length pass through her soft lips. The skin of his member was so sensitive right then that he could feel even the smallest movement that his daughter’s tongue would make inside her mouth and onto his shaft, her teeth scraping lightly his skin, and every time she inhale he could sense his manhood pulsing into her damp orifice. Suddenly Gohan arched his back and moaned their name’s left as he felt his wife and daughter moan, the vibrations from their throats reverberating all along his shaft. He desired so badly to look at them, to watch as his daughter’s head bent up and down on his manhood, see his stiff member disappearing and reappearing passing through her luscious lips and see the look on his wife’s face as she almost swallowed one of the soft sacks; but his eyes were shut tightly and his head was pressed against the pillow, which seemed to have gravity on his own. Reaching down to the base of her father’s swelling member with her one hand as she throated him, she began to massage the exposed skin of his shaft with her forefinger and thumb; applying a light pressure that made him groan louder. Gohan could sense that he was once again really close to cumming, all control over his body had been lost, his eyes were shut tightly and his hands were gripping the mattress like his life depended on it as his hips began bucking faster and harder into Pan’s mouth every time he felt their tongue’s on his body. “Oh Kami, Videl! Pan!” their names left his lips as one last stroke brought him over the edge; however Videl had already sensed this. With a last swirl of her tongue on the velvety skin of his sack that made him fly over the edge; she quickly pulled her daughter away from him as load after load of creamy white cum burst out of Gohan’s cock and onto their bodies.