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Videl sighed with pleasure at the intensity of the climax surging through
her body, her back arching with pleasure, her body writhing and twisting
beneath the sheets. Her breathing came in ragged gasps as she felt her
internal muscles spasm within her snatch, a feeling of warm release
flowing within her.

Lazily opening her eyes, she moaned softly as the dusky outlines of her
four walls materialised around her, the familiar shapes of the everyday
objects in her room - her wardrobe, her mirror/dressing table with
assorted cosmetics scattered beneath, her sound system, her computer.

Mumbling something to herself under her breath, she rolled over and
snuggled herself tightly against her duvet, pressing it against the smooth
curves of her body, her legs squeezing the soft material firmly against
the centre of her heat, as though in post-coital embrace with the object
of her wet dream. Half-awake, she rasped her tongue against the fabric,
coating it with her saliva before rubbing her face against it.

The question passed through her mind as to whether girls really did her
'wet dreams' as such. This annoyed her as all she wished to do was get
back to sleep as soon as possible and return to her fantasy world. She did
not wish to be pondering such things, yet her mind would not allow her to
escape, from the real world, which grew more definite, more pronounced
with every passing moment.

Her soft and silky short, black hair was plastered to her forehead with
sweat. She could feel the perspiration trickling between the valley of her
firm, heaving breasts, her coral-pink nipples as hard as bullets against
the fabric of her bedding.

A few seconds passed and Videl began to receive sensations which answered
her question with an unequivocal 'yes - girls can and do, have wet
dreams'. The sheets were practically glued to her lower body and a warm
squishy wet feeling emanated from her crotch.

"Not again..." she muttered to herself. Reaching down, she felt the
familiar gooey moisture of her love juices, her 'c**' (as she liked to
think of it), coating her all the way from stomach to thigh. The strong,
musky, but not unpleasant scent of her secretions reached her nostrils
moments later, growing stronger as she removed her hand from the covers
and brought it before her face, her skin shiny and wet, strands of her
sticky ejaculate running from finger to finger like thick fragments of
spider web.

There was no question about it, Videl loved being special, able to c** in
such quantities that most girls would not even begin to dream of, her
fluids dripping down the insides of her toned, silky thighs when even
remotely aroused. To feel her fluids gushing from her tight,
cleanly-shaven snatch, squirting several inches from her body as her p***y
contracted in wave after wave of orgasm was quite simply incredible. She
pretty much always felt sexually excited, finding herself having to
masturbate at least once a day - usually whilst in the bath or shower.
Usually she woke up with her panties (the only item of clothing she ever
wore to sleep) soaked through, a small wet spot between her legs, the
outline of her p***y lips easily visible in the translucent fabric with
the small bump of her c**t at their juncture erect and demanding the
attention of her fingers. It was a completely new experience for her to
c** all over herself in such a way.

It was the fifth time this had happened in the last two weeks and she grew
tired of having to hide the soiled sheets from her father whilst she
washed them. Lying in bed always made her horny, but never to this extent.
It was also annoying to her, as she liked sleeping in a bed that had not
been changed for several weeks. She loved to be able to smell herself
everywhere, rubbing herself against sheets infused with her own scent.

Videl dreamed about sex. Sometimes it felt to her as though she were a
b***h in heat, her body yearning to be ******** by someone, anyone. She was
not entirely concerned by who her partner should be - often it was someone
she knew from school, sometimes the face was just a shadowy impression.
Decidedly bisexual, she fantasised about both men and women. Her friend
Erasa, for example - she longed to caress her busty blonde classmate's
firm, high breasts that put her own 30Cs to shame, to explore every inch
of flesh, to kiss her deeply and passionately, to feel Erasa's tongue
exploring her secret place, driving her to the very heights of ecstasy.

She had never actually had a man's p***s inside of her, but every night
she dreamed of what it must be like to feel hot flesh penetrating her
willing sex, to feel herself being stretched to extents impossible with
her own fingers, to be completely filled, to feel hot seed exploding
directly inside her vessel, filling her womb. Gohan or Sharpner were the
usual participants in this sort of dream. She imagined all the guys from
her class arranged in a circle surrounding her naked form, their members
at full erection merely from looking at her. They would be stroking
themselves over and over, their excitement growing - purely from looking
at her, drips of precum appearing at the tips of their tumescent rods. She
would lie down before them, spreading her arms and legs as wide as
possible and allow them to c** all over her, their hot seed splashing onto
her flawless skin, spurting on her face, in her hair, completely covering
her body with their essence.

Now things were very different. Meeting the Android had made certain of
that. Juuhachigou. Android 18. The girl of her dreams. It had only been
for a moment, but that one brief instant had changed everything.

She had seen her in the showers during the tournament. For a split second,
Juuhachigou had stood before her, dripping with water, steam rising in
wisps from her naked form as she stepped from the cubicle. Videl's eyes
had nearly popped out of their sockets. Stood before her, smirking
sarcastically at her continued stares, was the girl who would from that
day forth, be her ultimate sexual fantasy.

The mere thought of 18's creamy, incredibly soft, flawless skin, her silky
blonde hair, her slim waist, the gentle swell of her hips, those grey
eyes, deep and captivating...

Most importantly of all were her magnificent breasts. 18 gave a whole new
meaning to the term 'busty blonde'. Videl had gawked at them as a man
dying of thirst in the desert might gawk at a fountain of cool, clear
spring water. They were quite simply enormous. High, firm, round yet
undoubtedly natural - she estimated them to be at least EE's, capped with
pale pink bullet-hard nipples.

The Android made no effort to cover herself, simply standing there as
Videl stared at her hungrily. It may even have been the case that 18
actually thrust her chest forward and parted her legs slightly, to allow
Videl to get a better look at her splendid womanhood. She then laughed
dryly at her and walked away.

There was no way that 18 could have mistaken the look of burning lust in
her eyes or the pink flush of arousal upon her cheeks, could she? Videl
was certain that the older woman had been teasing her, allowing her to
gaze upon the luscious petals of her hairless snatch, knowing that the
raven-haired beauty wanted nothing more than to bury her face in its warm
moistness and lap away, the scent of arousal growing as she lashed away
with her tongue, the warm, sweet love juice trickling down her throat.
Lying in bed, she felt a renewed tingling sensation in her crotch as she
imagined 18 ejaculating a torrent of hot c** from her tight little p***y -
all over her face and tits, her eager mouth wide to catch as much as
possible. It seemed natural to her that the Android would have the same
ability that she had, but better...

No, she would go for the breasts first. She could spend hours playing with
them. She was definitely a breast girl - she only wished that her own were
bigger, much bigger. She wanted breasts that had weight, breasts that
swayed and jiggled as she walked - breasts just like #18's. Closing her
eyes for a moment, Videl imagined just how sexy she would look if hers
were even bigger still. She would wear a bra two sizes too small to
accentuate their size with the skimpiest top imaginable. She pictured the
lustful stares that she would receive from both men and women.

Feeling her own tits squash into those of another woman whilst they kissed
passionately, the sensation of warm, soft female flesh sliding across
warm, soft female flesh must be absolutely exquisite. She could grind her
snatch against 18's at the same time, allowing their fluids to mingle,
forming a delicious, and strong smelling cocktail of lust on the
bedsheets. She would grope, fondle, suck and lick those tremendous mounds,
burying her face between their enormousness, paying special attention to
the nipples, which had to be over and inch long. She softly rubbed her
thighs together as the fantasy became more and more intense, a new feeling
of wetness appearing at the centre of her heat.

Videl's engorged c**t begged for her attention. She was so sensitive that
the sensation of it rubbing against the saturated cotton of her panties
was almost enough to send her over the edge once again. When she was
really excited, her c**t could grow almost to an inch in length. Merely
tugging on it a couple of times between her thumb and forefinger was
enough to bring her off in an explosive, squirting orgasm. She was almost
at this stage now, merely by thinking of 18. Videl sighed. She had it
bad... still; she might as well make the most of it...

Arching her back, she threw back the covers and slowly slid her panties
down over her slim hips, the soaked fabric separating from her skin with a
wet slurping noise. Freed from their confinement, her engorged labia
flared wide, her c**t now throbbing with excitement. A fresh trickle of
lubrication poured from deep inside her warm, fertile depths.

"Mmmm... Juuhachi-chan..." Videl purred as she spread her legs and slowly
slipped a finger insider herself, imagining that it was the Android's
touch that was making her this hot. 18 would be getting so horny seeing
her lying here, her face getting ever closer to her throbbing snatch...

18's tongue would pleasure her much better than any man's p***s ever
could, filling her love tunnel, constantly changing shape, constantly
giving her new pleasures. She imagined it flicking gently against her
exposed c**t, before the Android gently kissed the tip.

She could feel her internal muscles contract sharply as she inserted a
second finger inside, the volume of her secretions increasing. She moaned
loudly as the pleasure coursing through her body threatened to overwhelm
her.

Damn it! What if her father heard her and came running to see what was the
matter? It would be a little embarrassing to say the least. She would have
to silence herself somehow. Her eye fell onto her discarded (and very
messy) panties.

Stuffing them into her mouth, she imagined that the sweet taste of her c**
now dripping onto her tongue was that of her lover. The concentrated scent
of her juices tantalised her nostrils and made her frig herself harder and
faster. Her hips seemed to be rising and falling of their own accord, her
snatch grasping spasmodically at her slick digits. She gripped her left
n****e and tugged on it - hard.

18 was sat on Videl's head now, piledriving her c**t into her face. The
taste of her juices was exquisite as she disgorged her bounty into her
eager mouth. Her hands were feverishly groping and clawing at the
Android's huge, soft tits. 18 threw her head back and squealed loudly as
her orgasm hit, her breasts bouncing obscenely as an enormous deluge of
girlcum squirted from her v****a directly into Videl's throat. She was so
wet...

so warm...

so tasty...

so wet...

so warm...

so tasty...

so wet...

so warm...


Videl let out a muffled grunt and bit down hard into the fabric as one
final tug of her c**t brought her to a thundering climax. Her body tensed
shockwaves of pleasure shooting through every muscle. Her warm, tight,
shaven snatch spasmed several times, making a wet slurping noise around
her fingers before releasing a torrent of hot c** directly onto the sodden
bedsheets, soaking her all the way from groin to toe.

Rolling onto her front, Videl pounded her crotch into the mattress as her
v****a squirted one, twice, three times more. The fabric rubbing against
her c**t prolonged her orgasm for what seemed to be minutes. She kneaded
her breasts and cooed contentedly before collapsing limply in sheer
ecstasy.

18 was holding her now, cuddling her trembling, panting body against hers,
the smell of c**, sweat and sex heavy in the air. Her soft, blonde hair
was spilling onto her face. Juuhachigou was whispering her name huskily in
her ear as she gently caressed her boobs and petted her vulva with
soothing motions of her hand.

"I love you Juuhachi-chan..." Videl murmured softly under her breath as a
warm glow filled her belly. The sheets and mattress were soaked. Some of
her love juices had even splashed onto the wall. Just like in her fantasy,
the room stank of c** and sweat and sex. There would be a lot of cleaning
up to do in the morning, but Videl didn't care.

Pulling the equally sodden duvet over her naked body and curling up
tightly into a ball Videl closed her eyes. Being a horny, c**-squirting,
bisexual b***h in heat was tiring. As she drifted off to sleep, the
thought crossed her mind that she really ought to get a plastic drop cloth
for her mattress. She had a feeling that these 'episodes' would be
occurring a lot more frequently in the future...