No Matter What I Pretend - Chapter 1

Videl lounges on Roshi's island while the Z Fighters train, and she knows the old perv is watching her on the beach, she just don't know what moves he's about to make, or how what he's packing.

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The beach on Roshi's island was the most prime relaxation real estate that Videl could have ever imagined. It was a gorgeously isolated little stretch of oceanfront property where nobody could bother her. Public beaches always had so many people around and got so loud, and rarely did he ever find herself able to relax on one with her boyfriend without something going absolutely crazy and demanding a whole lot of commotion. Here, away from the world, she was able to relax. Maybe not at the moment with Gohan, who was off with the other Z Fighters training for a tournament, but he'd come back and she'd make him lie on the beach with her okay. It was fine.

There was only one person on the island right now: Master Roshi. Gohan had warned her about him; the old pervert liked to peek in on beautiful young women like her. She brushed it off though; he was an eccentric weird old man, sure, but Videl had a gorgeous new bikini and she wanted to flaunt it under the sun, and one old man was still better than the dozens who would have been ogling her if she were at a public beach. She had to take it in stride, and decided the best thing to do was roll with whatever happened, accepting the problems as an acceptable solution and focusing on the other important things, like how fucking great her tits looked.

Lying spread out on a beach chair with her eyes closed and just soaking in the rays after a dip in the water, Videl didn't let anything bother her. She put Master Roshi and any worries about him out of mind as she focused on only the very unimportant things. Having the right angle, shifting about to get a ton, letting the relaxation ease her away. She liked to be on top of things and train, sure, but this was a moment where she was content to simply ease back and ignore any semblance of concern or care, just letting the creeping warmth reach across her body, embracing something slow, confident, careful. No time to need to be bogged down by things that weren't pure, luxurious calm and the lapping of ocean waves against the beach sweetly ringing out against her ears. This was joy for Videl. Nothing less.

But it was joy for Master Roshi, too. Everything about the gorgeous young woman lying out on what was essentially his yard in her skimpy bikini drove him mad. It was barely more than string in most places, her top basically two triangles that covered up her nipples and some of the surrounding space on her round, perky breasts while utterly failing to contain them properly in any way, while the lower piece hugged her slim waist and lovely thighs, a scandalous side tie and the barest piece of fabric to cover her pert, defined ass, while another triangle covered her pussy. Videl was gorgeous and enticing, rocking her skimpy swimsuit and flaunting her lovely body to only him as he peered in through the window with his hand on his cock.

Roshi wasn't ashamed to crank it to the sight of a woman from afar. He'd done it plenty of times before, but he rarely had the chance nowadays to really enjoy the view like he wanted to. Women didn't quite hang out around Kame House the way they used to, but Videl was here, and the boys were all away. Nobody would get in his way or stop him from doing whatever he damn well pleased, and his pervy gaze was set firm and hungry on Videl now.

Of course, Videl knew she was being watched. She could feel his gaze on her, and every time he peeked over to the house, she could see him, even when he tried to duck away and hide things. It was becoming a weird, fun game to her, as strange as it was. Being watched by someone who definitely wasn't her boyfriend, but who seemed harmless enough. A horny old man not laying a hand on her or doing anything to bother her. All the time she'd be swimming, he was off in the distance waiting, and Videl felt like there was all the more reason given that situation to write him off as a kooky eccentric stuck on an island alone and needing female companionship, but he wasn't making any indecent moves on her in the process.

As Videl let the concerns slip from her mind and just let deeper relaxation take her away, she stopped thinking about even him. Everything felt so warm, and warmth swiftly became all she thought about, as the sweet summer heat began to beat out the cooling effect taking a dip in the water had brought her, now relaxed back and accepting the warmth and the delight of knowing she was happily in place, right where she belonged, right where she needed and deserved to be. The boys could train all they wanted, Videl was happily catching some relaxing time to herself and savouring that she could have some fucking peace and quiet.

How long she had her eyes closed for stopped mattering or registering to Videl. She didn't fall asleep, but she did let her senses succumb to the steady ambient hum of the world around her and accepted that nothing in her surroundings could possibly matter as much as just melting under her desires and abandoning all stresses did. Drifting into a state of low awareness and sense, she just let herself completely unravel under the tempting relaxation and relief she craved so sorely, letting the pleasure wash over her like the water waved over the beach.

When she did finally open her eyes, Videl was only thinking she'd go into the house and get something cold to drink. Something with ice cubes and constant frost over the glass; that felt like the perfect addition to make this all just that little bit more delightful. But the first thing she saw was not open sky or lovely beach: it was a massive cock getting stroked right over her face and a bead of pre-cum dripping from its engorged tip to land down onto one of her breasts. She knew what was going on before her eyes soaked it all in; Roshi was standing over her chair with his shorts around one ankle, jerking off to the sight of the unaware girl.

"You can close your eyes again if you want, I can just finish up," Roshi said. "Unless you want a taste, of course." He shook his cock around briefly. It was big enough for his hand to barely fit around the meaty shaft, which was in absolutely no way something that Videl could have expected or been ready to learn. But as she sat there, she found herself enthralled by his cock, by the way it beckoned her toward him. her mouth watered, guilty emotions surging through her with little focus or sense. Videl did not need to be told this was wrong. She could feel it inside her, strong and bright and hot as she leaned forward. But her lips parted, body shivered, a sense of total desire washing over her.

"Do you really think I could fit my mouth around that huge cock?" she asked. It came out flirty. Inquisitive. She felt ready to offer herself up even fi she didn't entirely know why, burning with so many emotions and desires, so much lust. "It seems too big for me to get all of, I don't know about that."

"I think you can fit it all the way around, probably even deathtrap it if you really wanted to. All the ladies say they can't handle it but then they take it all down. They can't help themselves. "As he spoke, he stroked. he made unflinching, uncompromising eye contact with Videl and jerked off over her body. It was a bold and ballsy move, one Videl was astounded by as he continued to beat himself off and stand firm over her. He could see the look in her eye. The doubt. The craving. It was a hard sell, but Roshi was certain he had Videl enthralled and had her ready to give up everything to him. He just had to keep this going.

"Do most women you stand in front of and jerk off on have sex with you afterward?" Videl asked. She wanted to sound doubtful, but with a cock like this she could easily believe he was able to get away with doing whatever he damn well pleased. He was making it work with her, after all.

"Every last one of them." His twitching, throbbing cock was getting closer to the edge. He'd spent so long without the right conditions to do something like this, and he happily threw himself into this crude overture as much about perversion as it was about seduction. There was no good argument to be made here for what he was up to and how vulgar it was, but he didn't care. Roshi gloated and smirked and shoved his fat cock into Videl's face, not closing the gap and actually taking her mouth, but the prod of his heavy shaft and the drool of pre across her cheek was something she couldn't ignore. "When the ladies find out what I'm packing they all seem to stop minding me being such a pervert anymore. Wondering if you're any different."

"Telling a girl, she's just like all the others is a bad way to their heart," she shot back. But her thighs were rubbing together, body weak, pussy growing damp as she sucked down tight breaths and found that the more she tried to make sense of all this, the less she really could. Too much was happening for her to focus or to understand. She couldn't deny how hot this got her, how much she needed what Roshi was offering her whether she liked it or not. Enthralled, engaged, ready to burn, everything just focused itself very intensely on the most wild and delightful of pleasures.

"Well if you don't want my cock, you can just tell me. You'd be the first." Stroking faster, greedier, pushing along without a care, Roshi didn't slow down just because of the confused and scandalized looks he got. To the contrary, it turned him on to watch Videl burn and squirm and wonder what to say. He felt powerful as eh stood here and worked his advantage and his depravity over Videl. He knew how to push his advantage and push his luck, cackling as he stroked faster, needier, pushing firmer along and letting the wicked joy of the moment carry him. He was in control here, ready to do whatever he could to keep the pressure on, and it was proving to be a lot more than Videl could have braced herself for.

Videl tried to think of a coy response, but before she could spit one out, a surprise hit her: Roshi's cum. His cock pulsed and twitched, and before Videl knew what was happening or how to stop it, the flood of thick, hot jizz hosed down her face. A pent up load of hot cum that splattered across her features with heavy ropes and mess, trailing down into her cleavage, splattering about no the chair and into her hair... There was nowhere spared from the mess of Roshi's huge ejaculation, and Videl found herself completely drenched, gasping for needy breaths as she waited for the load to finish before her eyes finally opened again. She hadn't been the one to cum but she felt shorter of breath than he did, staring now at his cock. It was still hard. Still completely rigid. Videl could not fathom how for even a moment, but she had greater things to worry about as her lips slowly parted, and rather than worry about her troubles, she just acted on instinct.

That instinct being to take several inches of fat cock into her mouth and let herself go.

The surrender to her base desires was strong and it was senseless. She knew she couldn't help herself now, unable to resist these pleasures and the throbbing rush of wild need that hit her. She was helpless, frustrated, craving something strong and frantic as she worked her head back and forth, reckless and impatient motions expressing al that she felt tearing he asunder. She wanted so badly to let herself give up. And so, she abandoned all sense and focus for the sake of throwing herself into the deep end, senseless pleasures that came on hard and frantic and with sense of focus or restraint. Just pleasure, mad and strong as could be, in a wild plunge down as fast and as hard as could be mustered.

Pushing off of her back, Videl began to suck deeper, lips open wide to suck the hefty cock deep into her mouth and keep up with the pleasure and the heat this al demanded of her. She felt careless to a degree so sloppy and so strange that she wasn't sure how to deal with all of it, moving back and forth with little sense of what she was doing or how to handle its demands. She simply pushed on for more without any real composure, just a wild drive toward ecstasy and the demanding swell of heat hat came with it. Nothing had to be sane or decent about this situation to be everything she craved, hand bracing the base of the hefty cock she took to sucking down deeper, greed getting the better of her and all sense utterly melting away for the sake of giving in more.

Needy motions pushing her hungrier and hotter down made for a sinful rush of all the right kinds of ecstasy. Videl had never before been this captivated by a cock before, never been this focused and outwardly, desperately in need of tending to it. But there she was, sloppily and shamelessly pushing what she could do, testing the depths of these mad desires and how badly she found herself now craving his cock. Her head rocked back and forth, eyes looking up at the old pervert standing over her. His cock looked ridiculous on him, a massive, girthy monster of a dick that a younger man could have worn well, but which this grinning, bald creep made feel like an indecent treat, something she was wrong for liking.

But that only made it more exciting to slobber all over some old man cock. She pushed further, moaning the cock down, forcing it into her throat and fighting against every instinct and sense in her head. Videl gave Roshi everything he expected her to, everything he said she would, and yet she didn't feel ashamed or upset about it, she felt ready, felt determined to keep sucking and slobbering on the cock. It throbbed in her mouth, pre-cum hitting her tongue, lighting it up with so much excitement.

"I haven't had a cocksucker this needy in years," Roshi said, his compliment laid on with less than favorable intentions and words, but even still the reckless thrill and uncaring heat with which Videl shoved forward and sucked his cock down continued to intensify. Gohan never could have talked to her like this. She wasn't sure he had it in him, of course, but she would have had neither patience nor time for such bullshit. Here, she was giving completely up to the raw emotion and fever of servicing the hefty cock, unable to contain the reckless glee that pulled her in deeper, throwing herself into the deep end with each motion of her head and every reckless chance to pursue pure ecstasy.

Drool ran down her chin and onto her breasts, leaking from her mouth as she got even messier. She was choking on his cock now. The old pervert Gohan warned her about was now plugging up her windpipe with his fat dick and leaving her to struggle to breathe. This was wrong in ways that kept escalating, but that pleasure only made her hungrier, made the heat rise and swell inside her as she struggled loudly around the girthy prick, learning every step of the way how fucking good it could feel to completely let fucking go.

Roshi didn't need to say much. standing there letting Videl slobber on his dick was all that needed to be said, really; she was doing all the work for him, showing him how far she'd sink and how hot she ran. No need to interfere or add to this; she was doing all the work just fine herself and proving her willing devotion to him with increasing desperation, so frantic and hungry that bothering to step in just seemed wrong. She was having a much better time just letting these sensations rip her asunder, throwing herself into the deep end to worship and revere a dick, and Roshi got to just stand there and watch her descent, noting only perhaps the obvious fact of, "We can keep this from your boyfriend."

The reminder she was cheating on Gohan made her thighs press together. Videl brought a hand between her legs and began to rub through her bikini bottoms at her needy snatch, not even realizing wo wet she was until she was already far too deep into this to be able to stop it. This was such sweet, sinful delight, a joy hitting her hard and immediately, begging for a pleasure she was happy to succumb to, throwing herself into the deep end and exploring the idea of letting go, of utter surrender and joy. Back and forth she moved, faster, needier, choking his cock down and allowing herself to slip into a state of pure, cock-addled frenzy strong enough that she just didn't care was wrong.

Consumed by increasing lust and the idea that giving in was all she wanted to do, Videl learned new levels of pleasure and arousal, never before having been so incapable of caring about decency and restraint, or even her own barest level of self-preservation. The heat and fever and utter fucking chaos of the moment made for something truly spectacular. The rising mess of utter desire came on with such ferocious swells of things she could barely deal with, the lust picking up hotter inside of her, making her rub faster, tending to her arousal, seeking more pleasure and to raise the intense heat burning in her. she wasn't going to cum from this, but only because she wanted this beast of a prick buried between her legs to be the thing to set her off.

"Hang on tight," Roshi said, seizing her short black hair and tugging at it. Videl wasn't ready for the suddenness, for the pressure and pull and utterly frantic mess that ensued, as he pulled her down onto his thick cock and blew a massive load down her gullet, making her strain and shiver and choke as the cum splattered down her throat, a struggle she wasn't the least bit ready to face, but she held firm, letting him unload directly int her stomach, feeding her his seed and making her take it all down. She whined, eyes watering from the pressure, but also from the joy of giving up to such a glorious shaft.

As the cock pulled back at last from her gullet, Videl was able to breathe, and she fell back, gasping for air. 'I need more," she wheezed, spreading her legs. "Take me. Fucking have me however you want. I need to be defiled by dirty old man cock!" She was committed now, far gone and not realizing she was one of many women who discovered what this nasty old pervert was capable of. Lying back, spreading her legs out, she offered herself up to him and let the wildness follow. "Please, Roshi. I'm such a ripe young woman, but I need an experienced man to ruin me. Gohan doesn't ever have to know.'

Roshi laughed and drew back, loving what he was hearing and knowing he was on the right track know, knowing he just had to keep the push firmer and wilder as he made this work out all to his benefit. He grabbed the side tie on her bikini and tugged at it, throwing her skimpy bikini bottom away but leaving the top on as he tugged at her legs, pulling her toward him and sliding her down the chair a bit, making her lower and more supine rather than seated. Another tug, and he pulled her onto his cock rather than thrusting forward, several inches of cock going into her at once. 'I've lost a lot of things, but my touch isn't one of them," he bragged.

"You haven't lost your cock either!" Videl gasped in response as she tugged down onto him. It was only a few inches, but it was enough to make her yell anyway, filled with his amazing prick and craving so much more of the wild pleasures searing through her. She had to keep going, had to throw herself deeper into this with little sense of how to stop it or what slowing down could even mean or why she'd want to do it. Instead, her legs pressed against his sides and her wild needs continued to pull her into the deep end.

Once he had her in a flat and vulnerable position, Roshi did let his hips start doing the work and thrusting into her, already inside Videl and loving the chance to heave forward, greed and hunger driving his hips and letting him get all kinds of worked up, madness and hunger pushing him into something pure and frantic. He wanted to make the most of these feelings, which was increasingly involving losing all fucking sense of focus and self for the sake of giving in and pounding this prime piece of perky, tomboyish fighter into submission. "Keep that top on, I want to see those tits bounce," he said.

Videl couldn't do much more than moan in wild agreement. She nodded, happy to let Roshi dictate whatever the situation called for in his mind, knowing that he knew best. He was the master, he was the one who could do all this, and all that Videl had to do was lean into this, getting what she deserved and throwing herself headlong into a chaos and a lust like nothing else. She was happy to let this keep going though, eager to embrace the pleasure as much as her snug pussy embraced the meaty prick inside of her, applying firm pressure down around his shaft as he spread her open wide and filled her. "Whatever you want," she finally spat out. Late and when it stopped meaning shit, but that was fine; she just had to let the words follow.

Roshi rode high on the joy of dominating Videl, keeping careful and firm control over the situation as he let himself go. Videl was a fine piece of ass and she made such adorable noises as he stuffed her full of cock, which had him eager to not let her go so quickly and certainly not let her scurry off before he had his fun. He needed to keep pushing, more reckless and wild with each shove, caring only about making this work and ensuring she fell in line, ensuring she did exactly as he needed her to.

"I've never gotten fucked this hard before," Videl confessed. "Please, keep going. Get me addicted to old man cock. I love this so much!" She couldn't resist these pleasures, legs wrapping around his waist as she tried to tug herself in deeper along his cock, carelessly outpacing his thrusts and trying to push on deeper, craving his shaft as deep inside her as she could get it. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

The out of control desperation that Videl showed as he pounded her was the sweetest sin to Roshi, and he was happy to grab her hips, doubling up on his efforts and pushing faster on, pounding away steadier, more vulgar, more senseless. Anything to make sure she was giving in and giving up, losing herself to him. the indecent expressions on her ace and the bouncing of her chest with each merciless slam all served to further entice and excite Roshi, who by now only cared about what might make him get what he craved, throwing himself faster into the deep end, reckless and confused and without sense now .He was certain of himself.

Everything bore down heavy upon Videl and pushed her into the throes of something so mad that she just had to keep going, and every second of these delirious depravities kept her giving in. Moaning louder, thrashing about, she just couldn't help it. "Cum inside. You've earned it. I need you to pump me full of cum, you're still such a stud. Oh, you'll probably knock me up, I--" The thought and realisation pushed her over the edge. She hadn't meant for it too, but the smoldering madness lying within those words proved to be to much for her to deal with. With one final throb, Videl crashed into a hollering, heaving orgasm, giving in completely to the pleasure, as Roshi in turn plunged his cock into her snug hole and filled her, made her howl ,shiver, heave in thrashing joy and something so twisted and so weird that she couldn't fathom dealing with all of this.

But then he actually came inside her, and all the pleasure he'd lit her up with suddenly felt like it wasn't as good as this, her body thrashing and twisting, heaving needier and hotter as he bucked through all of this senseless ecstasy, a madness washing strong and hot over her, giving her so much pleasure and leaving her barely able to grasp the ecstasy that took her by storm. He held his cock to the hilt inside her and pumped her full of shot after shot of hot, rich jizz. It was so thick, so potent, and as it flooded into her spasming pussy and her receptive womb, the utter joy of letting herself give in felt like such ecstasy.

"Don't think that's it," Roshi warned. He'd already cummed three times, and the dizzy, foggy frustration of Videl--only on orgasm deep herself---was measured against the throbbing delight of really losing herself. She didn't know how to deal with everything she felt, but she was happy to keep chasing these delights, gripping tight against him as he pulled out from her pussy and shoved her legs up a bit. "This ass is mine now. Only I'm allowed to fuck it." He didn't have any way to enforce that, but he was in such tight control over the situation now that he felt certain of what he could do and how she would have to obey him.

"Yes! I'd never want any other cock than yours inside of it!" She only got the tip, but the girthy head was enough to convince her. She nodded, heaving and whining as she felt the cock pushing deeper into her ass. Videl was helpless under the pleasure, under the joy of her ass stretched out and loosened up so much more than her pussy had been .There was too much going on, the hefty cock stuffing her so full, making her struggle under so much worry and panic and desire that didn't leave her with much time at all to deal with this all. She did her best to deal with these feelings, deal with what tore her asunder from within, but she was happy now, no matter how intense this was.

Every trust forward drove another bit of dick into her, and every inch solidified her certainty that she couldn't possibly enjoy another man's cock in her ass now that Roshi had set the bar so unattainably high. "I'm ready for it," she whined, sounding cock drunk and helpless, her eyes starting to go cross as she held firm, doing her best not to falter even as she fell ever deeper into the confusion and the ecstasy searing through her. She wished she knew how to control herself, but her mad descent was a plunge into feelings too wild to handle, and rather than for a moment pretend she was strong enough to resist, Videl just kept falling.

Roshi was mostly down to grunts now, holding onto her legs and ramming into her ass, forcing his way deeper into her. "I'm going to pound your guts and mark you deep inside me. You're such a pretty young thing, and now you'll be my whore." The force it took to keep pushing into her stubborn ass picked up, but there was little reason to hold back as he kept up the mad pace, as he threw himself into this with no sense of focus or control, just the frantic sweetness of dominating and claiming her, laying utter waste to Videl and relishing in the way she gave in to him and all he was capable of. She was a helpless and hopeless wreck now, which proved the most delightful view for the old perv.

"You own my ass," she whined. "Fuck, I'm so happy to let you have me. You're a stud. Bigger than Gohan and so much more energetic. Ruin me!" She hadn't exactly been fighting the pleasure in the first place, but she took yet another step into something bizarre and weird and utterly ecstatic, giving up everything, losing control and allowing herself to burn. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and a new sound rang out across the beach: the sound of Videl cummings her brains out from having her ass ruined, and Roshi was only just getting started.

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Videl still relaxed by the beach. Her stay at Kame House was the wonderful oceanside escape she had meant for it to be. But she wasn't just lying out there by herself now. Happily on her side and slurping on a pair of massive, wrinkly nuts while a meaty cock longer than her head rested against her face, Videl passed the day away with complete surrender, cum dripping from her holes and all over her face. she served Roshi happily, and as far as she was concerned, Gohan could spend all the time training that he wanted to; she was just fine over here, having more fun than if he was around in the first place.