The little island was quiet except for the waves hitting the shore far below. Inside the living room, Android 18 stood near the couch, her arms crossed and her blue eyes looking around like someone might walk in any second. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a simple ponytail, and she wore her usual tight jeans and denim jacket over a black shirt. She looked nervous, but also excited in a way she didn't want to admit.
Master Roshi stood a few steps away, wearing nothing but his red shorts and his dark sunglasses. His old skin was shiny with a little sweat from the heat, and his white beard moved every time he grinned. He was old, very old, but everyone knew he still had more energy than most young men, especially when it came to girls.
"How long do we have to keep doing this, Roshi?" 18 asked in a low voice. "One day someone is going to catch us. Krillin, Bulma, Goku… anyone. I don't want the whole world to know."
Roshi laughed, the same dirty laugh he always had. "Oh, come on now, 18. Don't start acting shy. You're the one who came looking for me that day on the beach, remember? You saw what I was packing under this tiny swimsuit and you couldn't look away. You wanted it then, and you want it now. So… are we going to keep talking, or are we going to have some fun?"
18 bit her lip. She hated how right he was. That day on the beach, when Roshi had "accidentally" let his swimsuit slip, she had seen everything. And even though she told herself it was wrong, she couldn't stop thinking about it. Krillin was sweet, but he could never give her what this crazy old man could.
She took a slow breath and let her arms drop. Then, without saying another word, she started taking off her clothes. First the jacket fell to the floor. Then she pulled the black shirt over her head, showing her perfect pale skin and the black bra underneath. She unbuttoned her tight jeans and slid them down her long legs, stepping out of them. Finally she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting her full, round breasts bounce free. Her pink nipples were already hard from the cool air and from the way Roshi was staring. She slipped her panties down too, showing the neat little strip of blonde hair above her smooth pussy.
Roshi's eyes got wide and happy behind his sunglasses. "That's my girl," he said, licking his lips. He pushed his shorts down in one quick move, and his huge cock sprang out, already hard and pointing straight at her. It was thick, long, covered in big veins, the head shiny and purple. Even though he was old, it looked strong and ready.
18 felt her face get hot. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide a little, even though she knew it was silly now. Roshi walked over slowly, his bare feet making soft sounds on the floor. When he was right in front of her, he reached out and grabbed her firm ass with both hands, squeezing hard.
"Still the best body I've ever seen," he said in a rough voice.
He pushed her gently until the back of her legs touched the couch. 18 sat down, then lay back, lifting her knees up and spreading her legs a little. Her feet rested on the edge of the couch, opening herself up for him. Roshi got down on his knees between her legs and leaned forward. He kissed her hard, his tongue pushing into her mouth right away. She kissed him back just as hungry, her hands grabbing the back of his bald head.
While they kissed, one of Roshi's old hands slid down her smooth belly and found her pussy. She was already wet. He rubbed her clit gently with his thumb, then slipped two fingers inside her. She was warm and tight around his fingers. He moved them in and out slowly, curling them just right to make her shake.
18 broke the kiss and moaned loud. "Fuck… Roshi… that feels so good…"
He grinned and moved his mouth down to her breasts. He sucked on one hard nipple, then the other, switching back and forth while his fingers kept working inside her. Her pussy got wetter and wetter, the sounds getting louder in the quiet house.
"Don't stop… please don't stop…" she begged, her voice shaking.
Roshi pushed his fingers deeper and faster. His mouth sucked harder on her tits, leaving little red marks. 18's hands moved to his back, her nails digging into his skin. She scratched him hard, leaving long red lines. The pain just made Roshi laugh against her skin.
After a few minutes her whole body started to tremble. She was close. Roshi could feel her pussy squeezing around his fingers. He rubbed her clit faster with his thumb and she screamed a little, her back arching off the couch as she came the first time. Her juices ran down his hand and onto the couch.
When she finally relaxed, breathing hard, Roshi pulled his fingers out slowly and licked them clean right in front of her. "Tastes as sweet as always," he said.
18 looked at him with half-closed eyes, still catching her breath. Steam seemed to come out with every breath in the hot room. Their bodies were already shiny with sweat.
Roshi stood up and rubbed the big head of his cock against her soaking pussy, sliding it up and down her slit, teasing her. "Ready for the real thing?" he asked.
She could only nod.
He pushed the tip inside slowly. Even after everything, she was still so tight. Her pussy stretched around him, welcoming every inch. Roshi groaned loud as he slid deeper and deeper until his whole cock was buried inside her. Her walls hugged him perfectly.
"Fuck… you feel perfect," he said.
Then he started moving.
At first he went slow, pulling almost all the way out and sliding back in, letting her feel every thick vein on his cock. The sound of their bodies meeting started soft—clap… clap… clap…
He lifted one of her legs and put it over his shoulder so he could go even deeper. 18's eyes rolled back.
"Every single time… your pussy is the best I've ever had," Roshi said between breaths. "So tight… so wet… so warm…"
18 tried to answer but could only moan. "Your… cock… is… huge… don't stop…"
He kissed her again, messy and deep, while his hips started moving faster. The claps got louder and faster—clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
He pounded into her harder, the couch creaking under them. Each thrust hit the deepest part of her, just the way she loved. Sweat poured down Roshi's chest and dripped onto her breasts. She reached up and pulled him closer, nails digging into his back again.
"Yes! Harder, Roshi! Please!" she shouted.
He gave her everything he had. The whole house seemed to shake a little with how hard he was fucking her. 18's blonde hair came loose from its ponytail and stuck to her sweaty face.
After what felt like forever, Roshi slowed down and pulled out. His cock was shining with her juices.
"Turn around," he ordered, voice rough. "Hands on the couch. Ass up."
18's legs were shaky, but she did what he said. She got on her knees on the floor, bent over the couch, holding the backrest tight. Her perfect round ass was high in the air, still dripping from her pussy.
Roshi stepped behind her and rubbed his cock between her cheeks. 18 looked back over her shoulder, eyes wide. "Roshi… wait… that's my—"
Before she could finish, he pressed the head against her tight little asshole and pushed. It was much tighter than her pussy, but Roshi knew exactly what he was doing. He went slow at first, letting her body open up for him, until he was all the way inside her ass.
18 screamed, half pain, half pleasure. "You… dirty old bastard!"
Roshi just laughed and started moving. He held her hips tight and fucked her ass with long, deep strokes. The sound was even louder now—CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP!
18 couldn't do anything but hold on and take it. Every thrust sent shocks through her whole body. She reached down between her legs and started rubbing her clit fast, making herself feel even better.
They stayed like that for a long time. Then Roshi pulled her up so her back was against his chest. He wrapped one arm around her waist and kept fucking her ass while his other hand played with her tits, pinching her nipples. 18 turned her head and they kissed sloppy and wild.
He pushed her down again, this time flat on the couch on her stomach. He lay on top of her and kept pounding her ass, his heavy balls slapping against her wet pussy with every thrust.
Hours went by. They changed positions over and over. She rode him on the couch, bouncing hard on his cock. Then he took her against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist. Then on the floor, her on her back again, legs spread wide while he drove into her pussy once more. They kissed, they bit, they scratched. Sweat covered every inch of their bodies. The living room smelled like sex and heat.
Finally, when neither of them could take any more, Roshi felt the pressure building too much.
"I'm gonna cum," he growled.
"Inside me… please…" 18 begged, her own orgasm right there again.
Roshi slammed deep into her ass one last time and exploded. Thick, hot cum filled her completely. At the same moment, 18 screamed and came harder than before. Her pussy squirted all over the floor while her ass squeezed around his cock, milking every drop.
They stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard, bodies shaking. Then Roshi slowly pulled out. Cum leaked from her ass and pussy, running down her thighs in thick white streams.
18 collapsed onto the floor, exhausted, her blonde hair messy and wet with sweat. Her whole body glowed with satisfaction.
Roshi stood up, legs a little shaky himself, and gave her ass one last playful slap. "Best fuck on the planet," he said with a huge grin.
Then he walked toward his room, leaving her lying there on the warm floor, smiling to herself even though she knew she would never tell anyone about this crazy secret.