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Under the Waterfall

This story is for @happygochi winner of Favorite Sexy Times art for the @the-gochi-awards

“Remember this place?”

Goku looked at his wife wondering if she hit her head. “I showed you this place. I lived here for years before you.”

“Yeah, but you haven’t been here in a while.”

“My memory ain’t that bad, ChiChi, and it hasn’t been that long since I’ve been here.”

“Two years,” ChiChi told him. “Two long years.”

That Goku couldn’t disagree with except it had been three years. For a year, he was dead. When he returned, he went to the hospital and stayed a month before flying off into space. A trip Goku thought would be ten days turned into another year. When he finally came home, he had to begin training for a battle that will take place in three years. When he left Mount Paozu at twelve years old, he was gone for almost seven years. These last three years felt longer than the seven.

“It’s been a while but,” Goku secured an arm around ChiChi’s waist, “it’s good we’re back here again.”

It was great spending every day sparring with Gohan. He dreamt of this but Goku missed his wife, too. They’ve been intimate but they’ve not spent time alone as a couple since his return. He missed their walks and exploring Mount Paozu together. He missed sharing his thoughts with her and listening to ChiChi go on about things for the family.

He missed her.

And coming here, Goku thought was a great idea to recapture what they’ve missed.

They were enjoying a picnic in a closed-off area of Mount Paozu where the high mountains covered in thick, green moss acted as barriers to this tranquil world. Flowers with all colors of the rainbow decorated the entrance and created a path to streams leading to a large lake where loud, rushing water poured from sprouts in the mountains.

Goku loved his son and always wanted to be with him but he loved it when it was only him and ChiChi. Alone, he’s spoiled by his wife. She’d feed him, wipe crumbs off his face and slip in kisses between bites. She’d pamper him like she’d pamper Gohan when he was younger. “I remember the first time you brought me here.” Goku opened his mouth to be fed a spring roll. “It was a month after we married.”

ChiChi remembered that morning vividly. She noticed Goku staring at her all morning as she cleaned the breakfast dishes. The first time she caught him, Goku was so embarrassed, he fell out of bed and rambled he wasn’t doing anything. The staring was confusing but when ChiChi learned Goku never met a female until Bulma and how he was shot at and smacked by her and Blonde Lunch, ChiChi understood his curiosity to stare and worry about being caught.

That morning after countless minutes of staring, Goku approached her.

“ChiChi?”

“Yes, Goku?”

“After you finish, wanna walk with me? I…. wanna show ya somethin’.”

ChiChi noticed a pink blush on Goku’s cheeks. She only saw that when they were intimate or if she stood too close to him. Is he nervous? ChiChi didn’t think it was a big deal but understood this was the first time Goku asked her to do anything with him.

“Yes, Goku. I’d love to.”

“I was nervous,” Goku admitted. “I’ve asked my friends to do things with me. They said no. I didn’t mind, but I didn’t want you to say no.” Years of traveling the world caused some of Goku’s memories of Mount Paozu to fade. Some included memories of his beloved Grandpa. He remembered this spot and the fun he had with his Grandpa. He wanted to show it to ChiChi because he wanted to make fun memories with her.

“I can’t say no to you.” Even if she did, Goku always knew a way to turn her no into a yes. ChiChi looked up at the mountains. She smiled at a familiar sprout on one of them. “You convinced me to dive from that sprout.” She laughed remembering how loudly she screamed and how tightly she held onto Goku. “It must be over a hundred feet. I was so scared.”

“You weren’t scared.” Goku dipped a spring roll in sauce and rubbed it against ChiChi’s lips until her mouth opened to be fed. “You wanted to do it again.” Some of the sauce smeared around ChiChi’s lips but before ChiChi could use her tongue to wipe the sauce Goku licked the sweet sauce for her. “I knew then you were the wife for me.”

“Why? What happened?” ChiChi opened her mouth to be fed by Goku but he smeared her neck with sauce and wiped it clean with his tongue. Ooo. She felt his teeth nibble her neck and his hand squeezing a breast. Oh, he was in a mood today. Their picnics sometimes led to this but they haven’t finished lunch yet!

“You weren’t scared,” he whispered his hot breath against her neck. “You had a fearless drive in ya. You were different from other girls and I liked that.”

She was scared but after they splashed in the water, ChiChi was so exhilarated she wanted to do it again. “Maybe I enjoyed it. A little. Ooo,” she shivered as Goku smeared sauce on her neck. “Ah, Goku,” she moaned as she felt Goku suck her sauce-covered neck. ChiChi looked over at the rest of lunch. That will have to wait until after. When Goku got in the mood, he wanted it, and not even food could distract him. ChiChi was ready to submit herself to him as she tilted her neck to offer Goku better access. Her eyes looked down and saw Goku’s sauce-covered hands on breasts. “Ah, Goku!” She pushed him away to examine her dress. Sauce stains covered her breasts. “Oh, no.” She went to the lake and splattered water over her dress. “Oh, I hope I can get these stains out. I really like this dress.”

So did Goku. It looked pretty on ChiChi, but at the moment, he wanted it off and her underneath him. He wisely didn’t say that. Instead, he stood and shoved his hands in his pockets while watching ChiChi blot the sauce on her dress.

“Is it coming off?”

“Yeah,” ChiChi sounded relieved. “I think so.”

Goku noticed how wet ChiChi got the top of her dress. He licked his lips. If he plays his cards right…. “You’ll have to take that dress off so it can dry properly. “Wanna swim?” Goku suggested. “We can do that while your dress dries.”

The top of ChiChi’s dress was wet but it wasn’t so wet it needed to air dry in the sun. ChiChi looked at her husband, suspicious of his intentions. His eyes looked at her innocently but her instincts told ChiChi to not believe those innocent eyes peering at her. “I would but I didn’t bring my swimsuit.”

Goku kicked off his shoes and pushed down his pants. “You don’t need clothes to swim, ChiChi.” He pulled his shirt over his head. Still the same after all this time. Goku liked that. There had been so many changes in their lives lately, and Goku was happy some things have stayed the same. Years ago, ChiChi was shy to undress. They were newly married and ChiChi was still shy about those things. Over the years, that shyness faded but since he returned from Yardrat, it return. “We’re alone and I’ve seen you naked.”

That was true and it was feeling hot but not because of the weather.

Goku removed all his clothes and stood before ChiChi naked. He had his back to her which gave ChiChi a chance to be the one to stare at her husband without being watched. The changes his body underwent over nearly three years were massive. Goku always had a great body but when he died, it was as if Goku returned with a new body. Bigger and more durable.

With a wider chest and back, he had more room for muscles that were so swollen ChiChi nearly swooned when she first saw him undress. He was a buffet of muscles; big, strong and majestic. His pectorals were so big and firm that she slapped those pecs breaking out an ‘ooo’ from Goku and feasted on those large nipples with her teeth and lips strongly similar to how Goku sucked on hers.

Mine she once thought as she sucked that firm flesh with Goku panting and writhing under her.

His body was a perfect sculpture unreal to be true but the body was and it was hers. Her fingers, tongue and lips glazed over each contour and curve as the wife of Son Goku thought it was her duty to familiarize herself with this beautiful body again. Nothing outshined the other; each piece of his flesh got equal love. Nothing deserved special treatment or more of her love except for that ass.

Goku’s ass.

That juicy firm butt squeezed as if it knew ChiChi was watching it. Mesmerized, ChiChi’s mouth watered as her eyes wouldn’t leave the firm posterior of Goku’s backside. Oh, she could just bite it!

Again.

ChiChi was not one to fantasize or be obsessed with a particular body part of her husband. She loved all of him equally but there was something about Goku’s butt that did something to ChiChi. She wanted to get her hands on it and squeeze it. She wanted to smack it and often did when they were alone. She wanted to bite it and hear Goku groan her name on his lips. She wanted to stare at its perfection and fantasize about all the wicked things she wanted to do to it.

“ChiChi…. “ Goku was looking at her. When did he turn around? He had that wicked smirk on his face that read he knew what she was doing. “You’re looking.”

Ever since Goku learned of her obsession with his butt, he wouldn’t let it go and used it to his advantage. “I was thinking.”

Not a lie but not the full truth. “You were looking and since you were, don’t you think it’s fair you undress so I can look at you?”

Yes, but she wouldn’t tell him that. “No. It’s not appropriate.” Oh, boy. She shouldn’t have said that. That only made Goku determined and when Goku was determined, she lost.

“ChiChi, get undress.”

“I’m not getting undress.”

“Oh, yes, you are.”

“Oh, no I’m not.” He became so cocky. What happened on Namek and Yardrat that brought out this change in Goku? It was a hidden swagger about him that oozed with confidence that made her so….. so…..

So wet.

Oh, no. ChiChi saw Goku wiggle his nose. He smells her. Now he knew and that always spelled her end.

“You’re getting undressed or I’m taking your clothes off. Trust me…..” he lowered his voice to the raw deep tone he used with her when they were intimate. “You don’t want me to undress you.”

“Are you threatening me?”

He smiled at her and ChiChi felt her sex tingling. Ooo, it was starting to feel good down there and she hadn’t been touched. “What I’m suggesting isn’t a threat.”

It wasn’t a threat but ChiChi knew if Goku undressed her, she wouldn’t have any clothes to wear going home.

I could wear his.

But that would mean explaining to her six-year-old son why she is wearing Daddy’s shirt and what happened to her clothes. She couldn’t have that. Nor was she in the mood to see the disgust of his green babysitter who was catching on to the activities she did with Goku.

ChiChi stepped out of her shoes. She reached under her dress and removed her underwear. Goku frowned seeing the lace garment slide down ChiChi’s legs. That should be his hands doing that. Goku pouted. “You’re no fun.”

ChiChi frowned as she opened her dress. “I’m getting undressed.”

“Yeah.” His eyes were on her chest as her breasts bounced free from the confines of the soft garment. “But I wanted to do it.”

ChiChi folded her dress and neatly placed it on the grass. Naked, ChiChi shielded herself by covering her arms over her breasts. She lowered her eyes so she couldn’t see Goku looking at her.

That bothered Goku. Was ChiChi embarrassed?

Goku stepped into the lake near the waterfall where the water reached his knee. He waved her over. “Water’s perfect. Get in.”

Arms still covering herself, ChiChi got into deeper waters away from Goku until the water reached the tips of her breasts. It wasn’t the first time ChiChi was shy with him. He noticed since his return ChiChi has been shy with her body. Kissing was always welcomed but when he wanted more, ChiChi insist the lights be off. If there were daylight, she wanted him to close his eyes or they be intimate under the covers. This has caused accidents like Goku slipping and missing ChiChi in the shower and nearly cracking his head open.

Goku went to ChiChi and pulled her away until the water reached her stomach and her breasts were on display before him. “Don’t hide from me,” he gently told her. “I wanna see you.”

ChiChi looked away from Goku. She could feel her cheeks warming as she asked a serious question. “Goku, do you like what you see of me?”

“Huh?”

“Do you like my body? Does it make you happy?”

“Yeah. You think it doesn’t?” Goku didn’t think he gave ChiChi a reason to doubt his attractiveness to her. “I touch ya.”

“I know but you’re so different and I’m still the same.”

“So? I still like ya and I want ya.” Grabbing ChiChi’s hand, Goku placed it on his swollen penis. “Doesn’t that tell you how much I want ya?”

It should but ChiChi wasn’t sure. “It shows I’m attractive for you but maybe I’m not good enough for you and you’re settling because I’m your wife.”

“Huh?!”

Guess it was time to talk about it. ChiChi didn’t want to. She accepted it because she didn’t want to hear Goku confirm it, but now it’s out, he will be insistent she tell him what’s going on in her mind. “I never felt threatened by anyone on Earth but you were dead for a year and spent a year on other planets. You came back with a different body I made love to. You were bigger and stronger….. and not pleased with me.”

“Where did you get that idea?” Goku didn’t like being accused of something he didn’t do and he never told ChiChi he wasn’t pleased with her body.

“You didn’t say it but I saw it in your eyes,” she told him. “The first night we were intimate after you came back, you had this look in your eyes. You look stern, kind of annoyed like you were angry with something. I figured it was me. I wondered if you still thought I was attractive. I started wondering other things like your reason for refusing Porunga’s wish.”

“I told you I had to control being a Super Saiyan.”

Maybe if he hadn’t given her that look, she would believe him but she couldn’t and sought another reason for her husband’s delayed return. “I can compete with women on Earth but I’m not sure I can compete with beautiful dead women or alien women stronger than me.”

“Ya ain’t competing with anyone but you, ChiChi.” As for how he looked at ChiChi their first night together, there was a reason but Goku didn’t know he was doing it. He’ll have to explain that. “Is this the face you saw?”

ChiChi gazed at Goku and saw his face changing. He had that stern, annoyed look again. “That’s it.”

Dammit.

“It wasn’t because of you, ChiChi. It was because of me. When I came back, I thought I had my new powers under control. Then I tapped ya and learned I didn’t. When you let me touch ya, I realized I missed an area to control.”

He spoke in riddles. His eyes and voice were in pain. ChiChi reached out to gently touch his face. “What do you mean?”

Goku closed his eyes as he prepared to show ChiChi.

The lake shook as if suffering a small earthquake, but ChiChi didn’t move. She kept her hand on Goku’s face. She still didn’t move it despite feeling his skin heat up. She saw his hair flowing and his eyes flickering between the coal black she knew and the teal she didn’t know. She hadn’t meant to pull away but the sudden burst of light and explosion of heat bursting from Goku pushed her away. ChiChi shut her eyes from the blinding light before slowly opening one eye at a time.

She saw her husband glowing as bright as the sun. What the……?

“This…..” Goku gave her that same gaze she saw that night. “….is a Super Saiyan.”

ChiChi heard about it from Gohan but in her mind, she never thought of a physical change to Goku’s eyes and hair. She only thought it was a physical change with his body.

And oh, my did it swell!

“On Yardrat, I would suddenly change. A lot of times I was triggered by my fight with Freeza. I would get angry, lose control and cause damage until I got control of myself.”

From how he looked, ChiChi believed it. He looked so intense and raw with anger. “That’s why you didn’t come home.”

“Yeah. I thought I controlled it but when I saw you that night, I was triggered in a different way. I remembered what happened when I tapped ya so I thought if I blew up I could hurt you again.” He depowered to his base form. “So, when I looked like that, I was forcing myself to calm down. I’ve been working on it.”

“I see.” So, that was why. ChiChi couldn’t stop the smile from growing on her face. It wasn’t what she thought. She was so happy. ChiChi took Goku’s hands and moved them closer to the waterfall where the water reached their knees and Goku had a full view of ChiChi’s beautiful body. “Sorry, I almost cause you to blow up that night.”

“No, you’re not.” She was smirking at him! Now ChiChi knew she could make his body blow up into a lightbulb, Goku grinned knowing his wife’s ego will grow from this. Not that he minded. In terms of looks, his ego was big, too, thanks to ChiChi’s constant praise of him. “You’re feeling good, ain’t ya?”

ChiChi pressed her body against his. “I am.”

She was rubbing herself against him, deliberately stirring his body. “Ya gonna take advantage of this, too.”

ChiChi nodded as she raised herself to be kissed. “I will,” she promised.

“Good.” It was how he wanted it, too.

Goku kissed ChiChi without hiding how he felt for her. ChiChi opened her mouth and Goku gave her his tongue. There was a gentleness in his assault but undeniable need as he groaned low in his throat and swept his tongue past her teeth commanding her surrender.

Goku’s right hand pressed against ChiChi’s back while ChiChi’s fingers clamped tighter in Goku’s hair. He angled his head to one side for deeper contact and kept a firm grip on ChiChi’s leg that hooked on the left side of Goku’s waist. In return, ChiChi felt the hard length of Goku’s erection. Their tongues thrust together, hungry and needy for each other as blissful heat build in each other that even the cool waters lapping at their legs couldn’t cool them down.

Somehow ChiChi thought Goku felt hotter and bigger. This sudden heat sent pleasure to ChiChi’s center. Her sex tingled; her body trembled and she felt burned. In a good way. Opening an eye, ChiChi saw Goku glowing again. She smiled. She did have that effect on him.

While ChiChi grinned with glee, Goku worried. If he wasn’t careful, the raging inferno inside him will burst free and burn ChiChi. He didn’t want to hurt ChiChi or scare her from him in this condition.

As if sensing his dilemma, ChiChi broke the kiss but still held Goku close to her. He was worried; fearing he will harm her. She needed him to calm him. “Give me your heat, Goku. I’ll control it.”

What was she saying? She couldn’t control this. She wasn’t a Saiyan. “ChiChi…. I can’t.”

ChiChi wouldn’t take no for an answer. She rubbed her moistening sex against his stiff penis. Sensual friction. Intense pleasure spread into Goku. He groaned at the heady sensations ChiChi sparked in him. His body was getting hotter; the intensity of being a Super Saiyan was growing. “ChiChi…..” he groaned begging her. “Don’t.”

She kissed him again with her surprising assault taking over his mouth. “Give.”

“No.” Dammit. She was rubbing him faster, kissing him harder and oh no, her hand was sliding down his back to his weak spot. “ChiChi…..” her name ripped from his throat wanting ChiChi to keep going but also wanting her to stop for her safety. “Don’t.”

“Trust me,” she implored him as her fingers pressed that weak spot. Goku felt his body snapping and his control relinquishing to ChiChi. A calmness came over him as he felt ChiChi take over their lovemaking. His body was hot but not burning. He felt depowered but waffling between his base form and Super Saiyan. He didn’t worry about ChiChi being burned. Somehow she took his heat. Did she calm him or absorb some of his heat into herself? He wasn’t sure but when he opened his eyes he was shocked to see ChiChi’s hair still black but elevating.

Was she? Did she?

“Goku,” ChiChi murmured between their kisses.

That soft murmur spurned his body to prickle in delight and need for her. He returned to kissing her but his body wanted more of ChiChi. He still kept a hand on ChiChi’s thigh to hold her up but the hand on her back moved to knead a breast.

The moan that came from ChiChi had his thickening penis pressing tighter against ChiChi’s opened sex for some relief. The moisture pooling from between ChiChi’s legs drenched the head of his cock. He needed to get inside her. He needed to wrap himself in that warm, wet and tight heat.

Their kisses didn’t break as Goku grabbed ChiChi’s hips and hiked her feet over the water to dangle in the air. “Straddle me,” Goku commanded.

ChiChi obeyed settling her legs around Goku’s waist and placing the tip of his cock against her sex. The sensation of hard flesh against slick flesh rocked ChiChi. She wanted him in her as much as him but instead of plowing in her deep, Goku pushed her up until her breasts were perched above his hungry mouth. Still with black hair, Goku gazed his wicked teal eyes at ChiChi as he captured a nipple in his mouth. He sucked. He licked. He bit. He drove ChiChi mad with need, forcing her to ride against his cock without penetrating. She arched and strained against it, wanting, needing him inside her.

With wicked eyes, Goku captured her other breast and bestowed upon it the same treatment of sucks, licks and bites, leaving ChiChi to rub harder and faster against him. “Goku….” she whimpered against him. “Don’t tease…. Give….”

Her back arched and her words broke out in a cry as Goku suddenly slammed himself into ChiChi all the way to the hilt. No more foreplay was needed. No going slowly. They were both too far gone for that. What they wanted, what they needed was raw, hard and fast loving. Goku pulled out and pushed in. Hard. Over and over. In and out. They were kissing each other again with their tongues battling for dominance. Their nipples rubbed against each other’s chest in delicious friction. Their bodies were getting so hot. They were getting so close. Savoring Goku’s frantic thrust, ChiChi opened an eye. Because of her worries, they loved each other in the dark. She couldn’t see Goku or the emotions on his face as he made love to her. Now ChiChi wanted to see it. She wanted to watch his face; see his concentration of driving himself in her body; see the need and love in his eyes as he gave himself to her.

She saw a glimpse of the Super Saiyan in Goku. She saw his raw need and strength; glimpses of the beast he kept hidden. It excited ChiChi and sent her sexually stimulated body over the edge. She screamed his name as her sex squeezed Goku’s; her slick and heated nectar saturated his hard length, spasming until she pulled Goku with her.

“ChiChi….” Goku ground out as erupted inside her. He muffled his roar by clamping his mouth onto her neck and sunk his teeth into her skin as his twitching cock filled ChiChi’s with his potent, Saiyan cream.

Afterward, Goku maintained the strength to keep them upright. ChiChi slumped against Goku in pure satisfaction. Her face pressed against his shoulder and her eyes gaze lazily at the waterfall behind them. The coolness of the water was what her still-heated body needed.

“Wanna go for a real swim?”

“Mmm,” ChiChi shook her head and pressed a kiss against his mouthwatering chest. “I rather stay in your arms.”

“Hmm,” Goku murmured. ChiChi smiled when she felt Goku’s lips press against the top of her head. “ChiChi,” he spoke seriously, “this Super Saiyan may not be the only change I undergo. I may have more transformations in me but I’m gonna only want you. You got that?”

Oh, she got that. Never again would she doubt Goku’s feelings for her but soaking in her husband’s heat, having his strong arms hold her, ChiChi felt she needed another lesson of assurance. “Could you show me one more time?”

Goku grinned at his love. “I’ll show you ten more times if I have to.”

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