Master Roshi exhaled a long, drawn-out sigh as he took a seat at the dinner table, one hand anxiously rubbing his bald head. Life sure had been… boring lately.
Sure, he supposed life was better than it had been in decades. For one, he'd actually been sexual with two young enticing women, but… that had been months ago, and he hadn't seen either of the minxes in what felt like ages. Mai never came back after their exploits, and he didn't expect to see her again.
And then there was the other girl – Bulma Briefs. Kami... what a woman.
His first meeting with the teen had been mind boggling; the sheer thought of that day was enough to leave him slowly swelling with desire. The teen down on her haunches, servicing his member. Oh yes, it had been quite the first meeting indeed~!
And the second time... it'd been magical. She and her friends needed him to put out the fire on Fire Mountain. He agreed to do so, but only if she allowed him to touch her breasts, as they had been kept neatly concealed during their first meeting. It took some persuasion, but eventually the girl allowed him to grope. He still remembered how his fingers had made those soft, cushiony pillows yield with even the slightest provocation. And that hadn't been all... They'd done more...! So, so much more...! He groaned as he remembered every facet of Bulma's shapely body. The scorching, tight feeling of her pussy as it gripped his cock. The way her ample tits floundered in line with his thrusts. Her beautiful face flushed and drenched in sweat. And the endless series of moans that escaped her agape mouth. Kami... What a day that had been...
But... that had all been months ago. After she and her friends had left and he said his goodbyes to the Ox-King and his daughter, Chi-Chi... nothing. For all his optimism at the start of his journey, no enticing woman had come to his island and no golden opportunities had presented itself. No soft jiggle of a youthful bosom, no broad hips or shaky bottom to entice him; not even some side boob to entertain his lecherous urges! Life was moving on, and it was leaving him behind to dwell in his misery.
At least he still had their panties...
Once more, Roshi sighed, his head dropping. At least there was some good news, he reminded himself. He'd taken two new students under his wing: Son Goku, who he'd become acquainted with the same day he met Bulma, and a new face, Krillin. Though young, both martial artist showed incredible potential, and Roshi had no doubt they would one day surpass him. They wouldn't come back until tomorrow though. He'd send the boys on a survival trip on one of the surrounding islands for training in preparation for the Tenkaichi Budokai that would be held soon.
When he first arrived, Goku told him all about how his and Bulma's adventure for the Dragon Balls had ended. Goku had told him all about what happened after they'd parted ways. That dumb pig. If that magical dragon was really able to make any wish come true, he could've wished for something much more perverted than a panty... He could've wished to fuck Bulma, or any other woman on the planet! That little piglet had no right to call himself a pervert. After hearing the whole story, he finally realized why Bulma was willing to go to such lengths to acquire the wish-granting orbs. It seemed those Dragon Balls were true wonders.
Ah, and who could forget the fourth member of the residents currently living in Kame House: Launch. Oh sweet, innocent, luscious Launch… If anything, she was the biggest cause of Master Roshi's current troubles. Though he never would've guessed it, living with such a young, desirable woman was absolutely maddening! It wasn't anything like the heaven he'd envisioned it to be.
Every day, he had to watch her parade around in those little, tight yellow shorts and green top that exposed her taut belly button and perfectly filled her spirited bosom. That in itself wasn't bad of course; he absolutely loved the view. No, what made it such a torture to be around her were all his failed attempts to grope her! He hadn't even succeeded in briefly caressing her thighs for Kami's sake! She must be some kind of cruel punishment; always so close, but still slightly out of reach.
And then there was her blonde alter ego... Whenever the delicate Launch sneezed, her hair color changed into a blonde dye and her eyes altered into an emerald color. And he hadn't even mentioned the switch in her personality yet. Launch would transform into the most berserk woman he'd ever seen. If he even looked at her the wrong way, she'd label him a pervert, take her gun out of who knows where and start firing! It seemed that every encounter he had with the blonde ended with him covered in bruises. He was staying away from that one for now... If he tried something she might actually shoot his dick off!
When he assigned Goku and Krillin the task to find him a young woman to live with them in exchange for his training, he expected his recent luck with woman would allow him to become sexual with the stunner the boys would present to him. Now though, he realized his success with Bulma and Mai had been nothing but a fluke. A short resurgence of what he once was, but couldn't be anymore. The Legendary Super Pervert that awoke the time Bulma's lips wrapped around his cock, threatened to go back to slumber. By now he was starting to become desperate again. Even the Ox-King's daughter and her budding cleavage was starting to sound appealing to him…
He supposed there were other means to get what he wanted. Techniques like the Sleepy Boy Technique and his Hypnosis Technique were perfect to realize his vile desires, but even an old pervert like him had his virtues… at least until truly desperate.
The sound of the front door opening brought the dejected old man out of his musings. Raising his head, he saw the object of his predicament appear behind his dark shades, a grocery bag in each hand whilst she wore her usual maddening attire. "Hello, Master Roshi," Launch greeted him with her cheery persona. "I'm home."
"Hi Launch…" he murmured, sulking like a kid would after taking away their toys. He looked absolutely miserable. He almost didn't even have the will to ogle the maid's luscious curves...
Almost being the operative word of course.
His crestfallen response caused the maid to take pause. Her master was usually such an eccentric, jubilant person in her presence – she herself was absolutely oblivious to the reason why. "Master?" She took a few steps toward him. She worried about her master the last couple of days. He hadn't been like himself. "Are you all right?" Master Roshi was quite old. She hoped he hadn't fallen ill. That could be quite dangerous for a man his age. She hoped he was all right… Master had acted rather dispirited lately. She wondered what could have caused such an eccentric man to be so passive?
Roshi's eyes rose when he heard his maid make her way toward him, stopping right in front of him. He rose his eyebrow. What was she…?
"You're not sick are you, Master?" she asked with noticeable worry in her voice. "What's your temperature?" Roshi gasped as the woman suddenly leaned closer, raising her hand to his head. Of course, all Roshi could focus on was the very sudden and unexpected pleasure of Launch's perky chest hanging enticingly in front of his face as she bowed down in front of him. Though there had been no fever whatsoever, Roshi was burning up by the time Launch's hand landed on his head whilst he eyed her dangling breasts underneath her top. "Oh my!" Launch spoke in alarm. She heard the palpitation of his heart as her slightly-dangled breasts were mere inches away from his face. "You're heating up!"
Yeah, no kidding!
They were so close! Roshi breathed heavily through his nostrils as the first beads of sweats started to roll down his bald head. With gravity forcing them to hang, it was a spectacular sight! Downwards – between his legs, to be exact – something else was starting to stir. They were so close! All he had to do was raise his hands and he could finally cup her amazing boobies! Could his luck be returning? Was today the day for the Turtle Hermit?!
No. It wasn't. Of course it wasn't… It never was...
"Oh I know~!" Launch chirped, leaning away from the perverted man before he could carry out his plan. Roshi's head yanked forward almost as if pulled by a magnet whilst he eyed her withdrawing cleavage. "I'll get you some medicine from the store." And with that, another attempt to grope his blue-haired maid ended in failure as she ran out the door in a hurry. Though her intentions were pure, it only served to sour her foul master. "I'll be back soon, Master. Hang in there okay~!"
And thus Master Roshi was alone again to dwell on his misery. The only difference being that he now had a tent in his trousers for his troubles. He supposed he ought to take care of his yearnings by himself… again.
Launch walked through the nearest marketplace with a rushed pace. She was starting to sweat a bit. It was so hot outside, but it was even hotter on the island. A fever in these warm temperatures wasn't anything to write home about, but for a man of Master Roshi's age it could actually be lethal! Of course, Roshi's immortality wouldn't allow a simple fever to claim his life, but the beautiful maid had no way of knowing about her master's eternal lifespan, and thus worried immensely. It would be a sweet tale if not for the fact that the old man in question had only heated up from ogling her young and lively breasts. In Launch's eyes, Master Roshi was a noble man of great renown.
Her new master was such a great man, she thought as her lips twirled upwards into a smile. Teaching kids that had nowhere to go and giving them a roof over their head. He had even allowed her to live with them for no money at all, despite her other self's crazy... tendencies. To think there was still such kindness in this world... it made her heart flutter! She wondered how she could ever repay him as she bought the medicine and prepared to make her way back to Kame House.
Though she didn't know it then, her chance to repay his kindness would soon present itself. In a way she never would've expected from her good-willed and noble master.
"Master, I'm home!" Launch announced as she opened the door to the living room. She wiped some sweat from her forehead; making herself drown in worry for her master had made her dash to Kame House to give the old man his medicine as soon as possible. Her heart was still pounding when she gently shut the door behind her. She exhaled a heavy sigh. She'd actually made it home in record time.
"Master?" she repeated herself, but her beloved master did not respond. He wasn't in the kitchen either, nor did she find him in the bathroom. Just when her worry was starting the amplify, her ears started to pick up faint sounds from the upper floor. It was a bucking sound, but it was very faint. As her feet brought her closer to the stairs, the tremors intensified. Was her master upstairs? She wondered whether he'd gone to bed? It did seem like the most logical conclusion if he was feeling ill. But… what were those sounds then? The old, wilted staircase in Kame House squeaked under the weight of the beauty as she made her way up the stairs, medicine still in hand, but it was starting to drown in the noise as she neared the second floor.
"Phew…" Launch inhaled deeply as she reached the top. Her sprint home combined with this long set of steps made for quite the workout. She took a couple of deep, stabilizing breaths before she chased the origin of the tremors. The closer she got to her master's bedroom, the harder and more powerful the vibrations. A thought popped into her head. She hoped her master hadn't hurt himself. Maybe he fell down before he could reach his bed… She'd read that such incidents weren't uncommon for a man his age.
As she neared the door, she could hear the small, aching grunts of her master. Had... had he really hurt herself? She picked up the pace and rammed the door open without knocking. "Master, are you all…" Launch's eyes widened at the scene in front of her, her words caught in her throat. For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still before she felt her face flush with a mixture of heat and embarrassment as she realized what she'd walked into. All at once, all the bucking and groaning sounds made sense. For when she walked in, she saw her old, wrinkled Master naked on his mattress, his clutched hand pumping the rock-hard staff between his legs as if he was boasting his nine inches of flesh to the young woman before him. Now that was uncommon for man his age! "…right?"
Her gaze inadvertently stayed on his exposed meat. Actually on closer inspection, something green was bundled over the meaty staff. Some small piece of fabric... Actually... Was... was that her underwear?! Her panty... Her panty was... was enveloped around her master's cock!
"L- Launch!" the old pervert screeched, alarmed to get caught in such a degrading position. He threw her underwear on the floor in a silly attempt to shield her eyes from his blunder. Though he'd gone upstairs with the intent to use one of the panties he'd collected from Bulma and Mai, he couldn't help himself from ruffling around Launch's laundry basket until he found a nice, small, and – most importantly – used piece of green fabric. All it took had been a whiff. The smell of Launch's underwear…! No, it had been the smell of Launch's worn underwear! Only a few hours ago, this piece of cloth had been pressed against Launch's…! The thought of sniffing the scent of Launch's pussy had made him feel so heated that he'd been driven over the edge. He'd taken the piece of underwear with him to his room and forgot all about necessities for privacy like locking his door before pleasuring himself. How could he have been so stupid?!
He gawkily shuffled atop of his bedsheets, trying but failing to hoist his pants back up. Shit! He hadn't expected her to be back so soon! When Launch ran out the door, he figured he'd go upstairs to rub one – or perhaps a bit more – out thinking of her, but now the object of his fantasy had caught him in the act, and he had no idea what to do!
Launch gulped, her cheeks flushed brightly as she eyed the rock-hard staff between his legs. Apparently, master had been… handling himself for a while. Pre-cum dribbled down the slit atop of his prick in a steady stream. Though not an expert on such things, she recognized a penis that had been... excited for some time.
Watching her bungling master gave Launch some time to gather her thoughts. Was… was this the reason her master had been so troubled lately? Had his aches and troubles all been due to him not being fulfilled… sexually? She wondered what kind of woman was on such a noble man's mind during times like these. She must be quite special. In the absence of that special lady, perhaps she could be of assistance? He had been forced to use her panty after all, with her being the only woman living in his home. Forced wasn't exactly the right word here, but Launch didn't know that. If she did, she would've known that the turtle hermit was at times compelled to excuse himself to his bedroom due to nothing more than the sheer sight of her. The old master allowed her to live with them, had given her a small family to take care of, and didn't even ask her any rent for his troubles. The least she could do was alleviate him of his troubles. Her fingers tightened into fists with conviction. She smiled angelically, her mind determined. If this was how she could repay him for his kindness, then...!
Roshi's clumsy attempts at hiding his prick halted when his maid did something unexpected. Instead of running away from his naked form, she took a step forward into his bedroom, followed by another one, and another. He loosened his arms at his sides. 'L… Launch? What are you doing?" he asked curiously. Why was she smiling like that? When Launch stopped in front of him, Master Roshi's lips parted as if to speak, but they sealed before he could utter his confusion. He could not, however, contain his shriek when she suddenly got down on her haunches in front of him. The red hue covering her cheeks was adorable. But... what was she planning?
"Just relax, Master." He was surprised by her affectionate tone. His breath hitched as he realized the position she was in as she shifted a bit to support herself on her knees; she was dangerously close to his unveiled crotch. His heart skipped a beat as she placed one hand on his naked thigh to stable her balance. Despite his best efforts, his cock throbbed eagerly from the sultry position she was in. Just... just what was going on here?!
Launch was surprised by how composed she was during all of this. She had expected herself to form some sort of doubt for what she was about to do. It must be the certainty she felt within that kept her heart from beating faster or for her stomach to flutter erratically with nerves. Gingerly, her hand trailed along his thigh; she heard the bald elder inhale sharply from the sudden motion. He hadn't expected her to move unannounced.
"What are you…?" It was no secret for Roshi where her hand was going as it came closer and closer to its destination: his crotch. His eyes focused on her hand attentively. However, when it came to the final brush forward, she halted. His pupils rose up to meets hers in bewilderment, wordlessly querying why she had stopped so suddenly. Could she really be about to touch him? The thought send more blood to his prick, making it throb even more wildly than before.
"Launch…" Roshi said pleadingly. He looked at her with ravenous excitement, as though expecting her to read his mind and do exactly what he wanted. His doe eyes were filled with lust. Was Launch really about to…?! He was breathing heavily with excitement, almost gasping for air. For a moment, he feared he would pass out from his heated state. So long… He'd wanted this for so long. "Launch… please," he begged. After dreaming about this for so long, it was cruel to make him wait at the last moment. Once again she was so close, but yet so far.
Launch bit her lip when the old man looked at her so pleadingly. With his penis out and her down on her knees in front of it, it wasn't hard to guess what was to be expected of her. The view of the beating muscle on display caused Launch to take pause. Transparent liquid seeped from the glistening tip with every throb, oozing down to the grey bush decorating his towering rod. "You're so big, Master..." Though she hadn't been intimate with a lot of men – and a lot of time had passed since her last coupling – she had never seen such a long piece. It looked pretty intimidating , but... I... I need to thank him! Suddenly, her hand came up and caught the rigid price. As a maid and as thanks for all he'd done for her, she would tend to her master's needs! The old man's entire body shook from the sudden contact with his sensitive prick whilst he moaned her name. Immediately, another dose of pre-cum leaked from the tip and rolled down her hand. Her breath hitched. She'd almost forgotten how hot an excited cock was. Squeezing his shaft tightly, she began to pump her hand up and down his cock in a steady motion.
Roshi rolled his head from the pleasurable ministrations. Her hand was so smooth; it felt like silk rubbed along his cock. Her hand felt even better than her soft panty…! "Launch…~" he grumbled when her hand caressed the sensitive head, squeezing him like a sponge.