Mansion Of Waifus Ch 02

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, animes and mangas, franchises, writers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age, even if depicted or referenced as otherwise in their original source material. I do not own the Dragon Ball series or any of its characters. I am making no money as a result of the writing of this story.

Starring: Android 18(Dragon Ball Z), Bulma(Dragon Ball Super)

Mansion of Waifus -- Chapter 2

An erotic manga/anime fan-fiction story.

by DaxG2001

Codes: Cons, MF, MFF, FF, Oral.

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Malcolm groaned as he stirred in the bedsheets. Waking up without the 'aid' of a loud alarm was a new experience to him. And sleeping in a comfy, relaxing bed. With plump pillows. OK, so mark that up to several new experiences. Blinking himself awake he stared at the unfamiliar, lavishly designed ceiling up above of his new home as sunlight crept through a crack in the curtains as he rolled over and threw off the bedsheets from his naked body.

Naked? Oh right. Another night of wild, three-way sex with two women who technically don't really exist in this world. Thanks Uncle Jeremiah!

Only a couple of days ago Malcolm has officially arrived at his new home, or more accurately Mansion with surrounding grounds, and a massive back account that left him set for life. All left by an oddball Uncle who had shut himself off from the rest of the world, including his own family. Malcolm soon discovered why when he set foot into the place. A secret underground lab of sorts, with a huge machine that defied all logic. Able to summon out of thin air women from fictional worlds into reality and conveniently make them not only obedient to whoever brought them here, but extremely sexually charged too.

His crash course in this all, which he still did not fully understand but smartly went along with, was accidentally summoning the sexy sisters from the One-Punch Man manga and anime Fubuki and Tatsumaki. Beautiful and powerful women with obviously superhuman abilities and ever better looks. Those two alone under his 'control' would be more than enough to satisfy any normal man. Malcolm however saw the potential in this. Why simply stop at just two? Why not try summoning more women?

Besides. Tatsumaki had been complaining about the notion that she would have to do "all the work around here". As enjoyable as the sex with them had been, he knew to keep them happy he'd need to do more than just give them some dick every now and then. Plus, variety is the spice of life and all.

He groaned, grabbing a dressing gown that wasn't a perfect fit but covered him up enough as he walked out of the main bedroom. Heading along the corridor towards the central staircase. Going down to the ground floor as he let out a yawn before moving through to the kitchen area.

Sitting, waiting impatiently on the counter in her signature black dress was the petite green-haired beauty Tatsumaki who seemed, as was her personality, less than impressed as she locked eyes with him. "You slept in. Again." She scoffed, turning her nose up as she crossed her arms over her perky chest.

"You could have woken me up." Malcolm pointed out as he moved past her towards the fridge. "Like when I woke up and found you grinding yourself silly against my dick?"

"Th-That was... Shut up!!" She snapped with a blush as she glared, before turning away again. "That's the not the issue here..."

"And what is?" He asked, helping himself to the carton of milk from the fridge. A little shake as he frowned, seeing it was running low.

"That, for a start." Tatsumaki stated, pointing at the milk he was carrying as he grabbed a bowl and set about getting his breakfast. "You're the Boss here, right? The owner. My... My Master!" She said, gritting her teeth for a moment at having to say that. "So you have to take responsibility!"

"OK! OK... I'll order some milk!" Malcolm said dismissively. "The local grocery place has already been in contact to restart delivering orders like they did to Uncle." He explained, coming over to the counter as he poured out cereal into the bowl.

"It's going to need to be more than that, idiot!" She said, floating over using her super powers as she now sat cross-legged in front of his bowl. Forcing him to look at the stunning sight of her, even with that look of disapproval on her face. "You! You need to get more people here to take care of this place. I refuse to lower myself down to just being some kind of cleaner for you! And... Well, my sister? She's been spending most days sun bathing out there!"

"...She's out there again?" Malcolm questioned as he poured in the milk to the bowl.

"Yes! And naked!" Tatsumaki said, rolling her eyes. "And another thing! You need to buy us both some clothes! We can't just wear this same... HEY!!" She yelled, standing up and glaring as Malcolm walked away with the bowl and spoon.

"What? I'm gonna go watch Fubuki..." He said with a shrug. "Then after breakfast? I'll deal with the numbers problem."

"Hmmmph!" Tatsumaki shook her head, looking disgusted. "And how will do that exactly?"

"Specialised summoning." He replied, giving her a wink before he turned and walked off, helping himself to a mouthful of cereal as he headed to a door leading to the gardens.

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Malcolm might be feeling good about having those sexy sisters, but he knew one thing for sure. He was no technological genius. He therefore had no true idea exactly how this machine that he assumed his Uncle had invented truly worked. Not helped by the almost impossibly to read 'notes' that had been left behind in the underground lab. Apart from the rare real word in amongst scribbles and scrawl drawings, it all looked like the spewed out ramblings of a mad-man. Truthfully, he'd gotten lucky last time. He was hoping he would score a win again this time.

Ideally, he needed someone, and hopefully some people, who knew what they were doing with machines and computers and the like. Talented geniuses. There were plenty of them across anime and manga sure, but in terms of females who also fit that description? He wished his knowledge about the subject extended far wider than it currently did. However a couple thoughts came to mind and he hoped that his plan would be right for who he managed to call up next from the fictional 'world' into his real one.

He stepped into the lab with The Machine as he'd unimaginatively called it with a couple books in his hands. Looking up at the large, high bulb in the ceiling and then the rest of the computer systems that were all unnervingly silence right now. Volumes of Dragon Ball Z and Dragon Ball Super, and a couple anime DVDs from those as well for good measure. He didn't want to take risks as he moved across to the 'scanning' worktop. Placing each book and DVD case onto it before he stepped away. After a long moment, he remembered he had to activate the machine, so placed his hand onto the dark pad on the middle of the main computer desk.

The machine buzzed into life. A main screen flashing on with words and code scrolling by that he didn't get much of a look at, let alone comprehend. Lights blinking and gears turning at it powered itself on. Behind him, a mechanical arm came up and held up each book then each case up to a second arm with a scanning light on the end. Taking in the information and subject matter as the machine worked in its mysterious to put lightly ways. The noise and light show all came to sudden stop when the central bulb in the roof flashed to blind Malcolm as he covered up.

He lowered his hands, blinking himself into vision to see that his risk had paid off perfectly with the two women that had been summoned into reality, standing just in front of him.

Android 18, the biotechnological type Android. The beautiful, gorgeously figured shoulder-length haired blonde. Clad in her infamous Red Ribbon attire of the blue denim vest with short skirt, black shirt with white striped sleeves, dark tights and brown boots.

Beside her a woman who was more used to working with technology than being one herself. The stunning short blue haired scientist Bulma. Looking more from her appearances in Dragon Ball Super with her tight white T-shirt, jeans, cowboy boots and red bandanna around her neck.

"H-Hey!!" Bulma yelled, stomping her feet and unintentionally making her rounded chest bounce in the process. "Send us back! Right now! Our world needs us!" She demanded as she stormed forward and poked Malcolm in the chest.

"Huh... Haven't worn this get-up in a long time..." Android 18 thought aloud as she checked over her clothing. "Poor Krillin would probably faint at the sight of it." She added with a sly smirk.

"Uhhhhh... Well..." Malcolm stalled, looking at the glaring female as he tried to think quickly. "That's... That's why you're here Bulma! Look at this!" He said, motioning to The Machine with a hand. "Only someone like you could figure this all out."

Bulma turned and looked at all the machinery and computers. Her eyes widening with a gasp. "What... What is it?! Look at this thing!" She said, quickly hurrying over to the main console. "What does it do? I must know! I bet the energy this thing needs must be massive!" She said approvingly as she looked across and around it with a smile. Eagerly rubbing her hands together.

Malcolm had only breathed a sigh of relief to have managed to fluke that distraction, before he was suddenly caught off guard himself. A pair of big breasts pressing into his back as the other woman leaned in and whispered into his ear. "You're a bad man, you know that?" 18 said seductively with a smirk as he placed a hand onto his shoulder. "Summoning us both away from our husbands? To a strange land? We both ought to punish you for this kind of crime..." She said, but her tone and how she moved her hand down from his shoulder to his arm showing her true intentions.

Malcolm looked back over his shoulder at her. Giving a smile. "Well? Are you?" He challenged as he looked her over with approval.

"Bulma over there might not realise it yet... But I know why you brought me here." She replied with a wink as she moved around him to stand in front of him. Only for a moment before she squatted down quickly and put her hands right onto his pants. A naughty smile on her as she quickly unbuttoned his pants to haul them down in quite a shameless, but as The Machine had done to her personality now, willing and horny fashion.

"Very nice!" Android 18 said with approving eyes and a smile to match. Seeing the man's cock at it's impressively long and thick to match size as he was already starting to harden. Something that was soon helped along when she took a hold of his rod in her hand and started to stroke him back and forth. "I feel kind of bad though... Krillin was never packing something quite this size..." She admitted. Making the moment even more dirty that she directly mentioned the man she's married to, but is happily jerking off another man instead. "Then again... Can you use it though?" She said in a questioning tone. Looking up with another seductive look but still smiling as she gave him another couple of pumps.

"Mmmmm... Damn right I can..." Malcolm responded with a nod. Staring down and sneaking a look at her chest sticking out from her position. Noting that despite being an Android her hands were impressively soft feeling just like any normal woman's did.

"You'd better! Otherwise I'll kick your ass if you come up short..." She playfully threatened before she started to go to work on him. Leaning her head in so she could first run her tongue along the tip of his shaft. Getting a grown out of him as she worked across the crown of his member with a slow swirl. Coupling the action with her hand still pumping back and forth along the shaft for good measure. A taste that this wasn't anything new to her as she let her tongue slide around him in that clockwise motion. Applying just a little bit of her saliva onto him before she pulled back. Spitting down onto his head before she pushed down. This time capturing his cock with her oral hole and sliding downward with a groan of her own.

She began to bob her head up and down on his length. Hand focusing more on the base as she worked herself over the upper portion of his manhood. Her blonde locks swaying in time with the motion. Causing her to use the free hand to brush it back behind her ear to keep the trademark look still in tact. Groaning around this cock, that to her own admission is far bigger than she's used to, as her mouth got filled up each time she pushed down to slurp on his fuck-stick. Staring upward at her Master who had only just summoned her into this world, but she was already squatting and dishing out a red hot blowjob just mere moments after meeting him for the first time. Both of them not paying any attention to the other woman in the room as she fawned over the huge machine in front of her, while they engaged in a sexual act just a short distance behind her.

"Mmmmm yeah 18... Suck that fucking dick..." Malcolm encouraged. Putting a hand on the back of her blonde haired head as she worked back and forth along his pole. Very pleasantly surprised to find her mouth to be soothing and damp, much like a regular woman's would be. His gaze locked onto her gorgeous face sliding along his rod as his inches vanished forward into her mouth before reappearing briefly as she kept the smooth motion going. Thinking for a moment as he moaned what a lucky guy her actual husband must be to get to enjoy these kind of oral skills all the time. Then realising in this world, he husband technically doesn't exist. He'd more than happily take over the 'role' and let her let loose and give him this kind of pleasure any time she felt like it.

The dirty words and hearing his moans of approval worked to fuel the former Red Ribbon Army member to keep bobbing away on his dick. A lusty look in her eyes as she still gazed up at this man as her hands now moved to hold onto him at his hips. Allowing her head to push closer towards his crotch as she sucked and groaned around his fat pole. Her jacket just loose enough to show the hard nipples poking through her top from the excitement of blowing her summoner. Her saliva beginning to coat his length from the repeated, steady action as she rocked her head back and forth onto him. These kind of oral skills more suited for a porn star than of a female fighter.

Neither of these two were going to complain about that. Especially the lucky in many more ways than just one guy getting sucked off right now. Letting out a deeper moan as she watched her face press right into his crotch as her forehead touched his body and her chin rested against his heavy balls. The blonde MILF letting out a moan around his size herself as she held herself down to deep throat every inch of him. Showing that talent as she didn't even gag for a moment while taking down the size of man-meat that a regular woman would struggle to even take half the length of. She was making it look effortless, and therefore even hotter than before as she looked up at the man she was balls deep onto. Her lips giving a suck onto his base for good measure as the saliva started to seep out the sides of her stretching mouth.

"No, I mean seriously! What is this..." Bulma started to ask as she turned around, but cut her own words off with a loud gasp of shock. Staring wide-eyed as her friend Android 18 was squatting down and was deep throating the man they'd both just met. "18!! What the Hell are you doing?!?" She demanded with a yell.

"Ummmmphhh..." 18 rolled her eyes with annoyance, having clearly been enjoying herself as she slowly lifted up and off from the cock with a clearly heard 'pop'. "Sucking a fucking dick! See?" She shifted, so the other woman could see her spit coating that length. "And a big fucking one at that."

"B-But... We... That's..." The blue haired female stuttered as she locked eyes onto that dick. Clearly she, like 18 a married woman and a mother, too had not seen a size like this before in her eventful life.

"Look, get the Hell over here Bulma and come get you some." The Android said with a rather forceful snap in her tone. "We aren't going anywhere any time soon anyway." She added for some reasoning. Or was that just an excuse?

"Uhhhh! Fine..." Bulma sighed as she walked over with reluctance, but couldn't help herself from sneaking looks at the cock on offer as she reached the other two in this room. "But you need to tell me everything you know about this machine, Mister!" She warned, looking at Malcolm before she reached down. A contrast to her words and tone as she unbuttoned and slid down her jeans and boots. Showing off her nicely rounded hips and trimmed snatch as she was now bottomless.

"Good... Now get down and spread them Bulma!" 18 instructed with a grin, before she looked back at Malcolm. "You? Help yourself... About time you put some work in. You're the Master around here after all..." She said with a tease before she moved to get herself onto her hands and knees in front of Bulma as she now was sitting on the floor.

"I knew it was an awesome idea to summon you two!" Malcolm said as he got down into position behind the blonde. Pushing up her jeans skirt to reveal her fantastic, thick ass encased in those dark leggings. Or at least they were until his used his hands to rip a hole in them, causing her to groan as the cool air hit her bare, but already wet looking snatch. "You guys do all the thinking... I'll just go with the programme."

"We're used to being around guys who don't do the whole 'use your brain' deal..." 18 said with a smirk before she turned to face forward. Spreading Bulma's legs apart as she sat opposite her before the blonde lowered her head towards her fellow MILF's pussy. A slow, long lick used up the slit to make Bulma gasp but in approval, before she had to moan as another lick worked over her snatch. A couple kisses applied by 18 onto the entrance before she shifted herself so her hands were gripping the other woman's thighs from underneath. Allowing 18 to focus on properly using her tongue with a round of firm but slow licks of the tongues. Serving as a warm up to get the still apprehensive beauty more into this. The moans starting to come from the blue-haired beauty showed the attack plan was already working.

As tempting as it was to just stare and watch the red hot sight between the two married women, he knew he had his own job to do. Pushing his cock, still coated with saliva, into the snatch of the stunner who had just blown him moments before. Making them both moan out as he pushed his member into her tight, wet folds. It was clear she wasn't kidding that her husband was certainly lacking in this department. Malcolm looked to take advantage of this as he started to pump himself in and out of her box. Groaning his approval as he fucked the still clothed beauty from behind to feed her wet pussy his manhood. Hands gripping her skirt-covered hips as he soon got into a steady rhythm to take her with.

"Mmmmmm!! Mmmmmphhh... Mmmmm..." Android 18 moaned into the pussy she was eating out as she took the fucking from behind. Making her rock her curvy body back against the motion to let his cock slide deeper into her needy hole. Never missing a step herself however as she kept her face down between the legs of the other Dragon Ball universe character. Now running her tongue inside of the other woman's folds and pushing in further. Tasting the forming juices and not hesitating to drink them down. Dining on the tasty twat of a happily married woman, all as she took a fucking from behind from a man other than her own husband.