Slumber Party

Author's Notes: sorry,,, but thank u two tries

Krillin gulped as his wife slid a copy of a particularly racy manga across the table. The manga in question was about a man whose wife is stolen by a femme fatale and their three navigating their relationship. He had been curious about opening their relationship. They were just idle fantasies, however. He was a happily married man after all and wasn’t sure if he really wanted to change that. Sweat rolled down his brow as his eyes flickered towards 18 who stared at him with those harsh blue eyes. Words caught in his throat as he tried to figure out what to say or even what she was thinking.

Was she mad?

Disappointed?

...Intrigued?

Slowly, 18 reached for the manga and tapped the cover. “I found this while I was cleaning our bedroom. You really didn’t want me to find this, did you?”

Panic pulsed through the warrior’s body. He threw his hands up in front of his chest. “It’s...”

“I’ve invited Chi-Chi over. We’ll act out one of the scenes in this silly comic for you,” she said with a smile. “Don’t look so scared. This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

On cue, the doorbell rang. Smiling, 18 made her way to the door and greeted her fellow housewife, who looked a bit sheepish about being there. Chi-Chi gave Krillin a wave only to be pulled towards a hungry 18. Their lips met together messily. Soft, muffled moans escaped the two women as the cyborg’s hands rested on Chi-Chi’s plush rump. Her fingers sank into her soft flesh through her dress.

Krillin gaped at the sight. He swallowed as his hands gripped his knees. The wet noises of the two women’s lips and their tongues running along each other sounded so loud. When was the last time that 18 had kissed him like that, he wondered. His mouth grew dry as 18 pushed Chi-Chi onto her knees.

“I’ll be turning my sensitivity up. The wife in your little porno had never experienced such pleasure until the other woman arrived after all,” she mused, mostly to herself, as she pushed down her tight jeans and panties. Chi-Chi flushed as she rested her hands on 18’s hips. Her breath tickled the sensitive—at least, sensitive in theory—flesh and made the blonde let out a coquettish moan. The feeling of Chi-Chi’s soft breath was enough for her to begin to drip.

“You... you can do that?” Krillin asked. ‘Why doesn’t she do that with me?’ he thought to himself, remembering how difficult it was to make 18 orgasm their first night together.

“Y-yes,” she murmured. Her lips curled into a shaky smile as Chi-Chi gently kissed along her slit. “You can get a little rougher. I won’t break.”

“You asked for it,” Chi-Chi muttered before diving her face in. Arousal gushed onto her lips as she buried her lips between her already slick folds. Her tongue lashed all around the bundle of nerves. 18’s eyes shot wide open as unfiltered pleasure drove straight into her core. One little lick would have been enough to reduce her to a gooey mess with how sensitive she was. Now that Chi-Chi was eating her out like her life depended on it? She came.

She came hard.

Again and again.

Every lick, kiss, and suck sent pure sensation straight through 18’s brain. Roaring orgasm after roaring orgasm ripped through her. She convulsed on top of the brunette as her hands gripped her bun for dear life. Her hips bucked almost violently against the woman but she was forced to stay mostly in place once Chi-Chi gripped onto her ass. Her fingers crept between 18’s tight crack and teased her asshole while she bounced that poor little clit on the tip of her tongue.

18’s eyes rolled into the back of her skull as shrill screams of bliss tore from her throat. Her back arched in the air as her toes curled inside of her shoes. “Ch-Chi-Chi!” she nearly sobbed out. Concerned, Krillin stood up from his seat to help only for 18 to throw up a hand towards him. “I-I’m fine. More than fine... Don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop!!!”

Smirking, Chi-Chi pushed a finger inside 18’s tight ass and made the woman gush once more. Sticky fluid sprayed across the former princess’ face. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Strings of arousal stretched and then snapped between her lips and 18’s quivering pussy. She gave one last kiss to her cunt before standing up. “Let’s move this to the room.”

Trembling, 18 nodded. She leaned against Chi-Chi who led her to the bedroom. Krillin soon followed, only for the door to slam shut in his face. The door did nothing to muffle the sounds of pure pleasure coming from his wife.