18 let out a lust-ridden cry. Her Womanhood felt as though it were on fire as the man who had her on all fours like a bitch in heat pounded her relentlessly with his massive, thick cock. No, it wasn't Krillin, but Earth's greatest hero, Son Goku. The man grabbed her tits, playing with the large, sensitive mounds as he plunged himself deeper and deeper, practically grazing her womb. Her jaw clenched as hard as possible, 18 didn't think she was a screamer until she tried to desperately keep silent, that task failing outright.

"Harder, fuck harder Goku!"

The beautiful Android began seeing stars as her demand was answered with a flare of golden aura, the Saiyans speed increased exponentially and the sounds of wet flesh filling both the lovers ears making the entire ordeal too much to bear for the blonde. She was so close, almost there….

Suddenly, the androids beautiful blue eyes snapped open, letting out a silent scream. Her breathing was sharp, shallow, and her whole body was draped in cold sweat. She wore a plain white top and panties that night, meaning her bedsheets received most of the damage from her hormonal fueled fantasy. She saw her husband Krillin sleeping next to her with a goofy smile on his face, allowing the Android to briefly forget her dream as she saw the man she loved. That moment didn't last once she began to cool down, her body feeling the fluids that it released.

Her right hand slid down to feel her wet crotch, biting down a moan from the androids fingers soft touch, resisting her urges to relieve herself. She slowly got up and saw her digital clock hanging from her wall.

"Damn, 5:30? Way too early for this."

The Android rubbed her eyes and began to stretch, her lascivious figure unintentionally revealed for anyone lucky enough to catch a glimpse. She removed her damp top and panties, throwing them in her pile of dirty laundry. Making her way to the shower, she turned on her shower head and stepped in the nearly searing hot water, the warmth shedding her sweat. She grabbed a bar of soap and began to lather her massive tits, still sensitive from her pent-up frustration. Her mind wandered to her dirty dream, recalling the handsome Saiyan man, wishing Gokus hands were hers.

"Damn it, don't think like some sort of schoolgirl, you're married for God's sake.."

Her body obviously did not respond to her mental wishes, her left hand clutching her beautiful right breast, whilst her right hand made its to her womanhood, wet from her dirty mind. Her fingers teased her hairless pussy, playing with the tight lips. Slowly, she slipped her middle finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls clench around herself. She gripped her tit tighter as she inserted her index finger and her thumb reached over to rub her swollen clit.

18 began pumping her fingers at a blinding pace, her thumb ravaging her clit at a similar speed. Her left hand left her breast to join the other, inserting its own middle and index fingers, making sure both sets matched each others rhythms, as her left thumb sandwiched her clit alongside the right. Throughout the entire ordeal she imagined Gokus massive cock inside of her, with her legs held high by his powerful hands, keeping her legs opened as wide as possible as he fucked her brutally, their pelvises practically crashing against each others.

The Goddess could only take so much, and with a thrust of her hips and head thrown back, her orgasm gushed from her womanhood, knees going weak to the point her back pressed against the showers wall for support, slowly sliding until she finally sat down. Her breath was slow and steady as she was recovering from her orgasm, watching the small stream from her release mix

with water, swirling down the drain.

"Shit…"

The Android counted in her head and shook it clear. This was the 7th time this has happened where a filthy dream invaded her sleep. What's worse, it wasn't just Goku. She fantasize about other men constantly, from Vegeta to Gohan. It was not her fault, she needed a release since Krillin was just not a good lover and not the best looking guy. He's sweet, but lacks the virility, the attractiveness of the other men. Krillin can't even last for 5 minutes, leaving herself to finish off. That's when the fantasies began.

18 resumed her shower, truly cleaning herself and getting looked at the time, barely 6:00. Her mind told her to stop from leaving the house but her body didn't listen, much like in the shower. She knew well enough Krillin and Maron won't be up for another 2 or 3 hours, and knew who to find around this time.