The sun dipped low over West City, casting a golden hue through the massive windows of Capsule Corp's main living quarters. Krillin wiped sweat from his brow after a long day of tinkering with Bulma's latest gadgets in her lab. Chi-Chi had dropped by earlier to chat with her old friend, complaining about Goku being off-world again—training with Vegeta on Lord Beerus's planet, as usual. No telling when those two Saiyans would return, probably weeks, if not months. The house was eerily quiet without Vegeta's grunts or Goku's endless appetite.
Bulma sauntered in from the kitchen, her tight blue bodysuit hugging every curve, a tray of drinks in hand. "Here, you two look like you could use a break," she said with a wink, handing Krillin a beer and Chi-Chi a glass of wine. Her eyes lingered on Krillin's compact, muscular frame—shorter than the Saiyans, but ripped from years of brutal training.
Chi-Chi, dressed in her usual casual jeans and blouse that accentuated her ample chest, sighed dramatically. "Goku's always gone. A woman has needs, you know?" She took a long sip, her cheeks flushing slightly from the alcohol—or maybe something else.
Krillin chuckled nervously, but Bulma leaned in closer, her hand brushing his thigh. "And Vegeta's the same. All that power, but zero attention at home. What do you say, Krillin? You're here, we're here... and no one's around to interrupt."
Krillin's eyes widened, his bald head glistening under the lights. He'd always had a crush on both women—Chi-Chi's fiery spirit and killer body from her fighting days, Bulma's genius mind wrapped in pure sex appeal. "You... you're serious? Both of you?"
Chi-Chi set her glass down, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Why not? Goku's off playing hero with Vegeta. Let's have some fun for once." She stood, pulling Krillin up by his orange gi, and kissed him hard. Her lips were soft but demanding, her tongue slipping into his mouth as Bulma watched with hungry eyes.
Bulma pressed against Krillin from behind, her breasts squishing into his back. "Mmm, I've wanted to see what that Earthling stamina can do without Saiyan egos getting in the way." Her hands roamed down, untying his belt as Chi-Chi deepened the kiss.
They stumbled toward the massive couch in the living room, clothes shedding along the way. Krillin's gi hit the floor, revealing his toned, scarred body and his already hardening cock—thick and veiny, standing at attention from the attention of two of the hottest women in the universe.
"Wow, Krillin," Bulma purred, dropping to her knees and wrapping her hand around his shaft. "Not as long as a Saiyan's, but so thick... I bet this stretches a girl just right." She stroked him slowly, her blue hair falling over her shoulders as she leaned in to lick the tip, tasting the precum beading there.
Chi-Chi stripped off her blouse and bra, her massive tits bouncing free—full and perky despite the years. "Let me taste too," she said breathlessly, joining Bulma on the floor. The two women took turns licking Krillin's cock, their tongues swirling around the head, one sucking the balls while the other deep-throated him. Krillin groaned, his hands tangling in their hair.
"Oh gods... you two are incredible," he moaned, thrusting lightly into Bulma's mouth as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard. Chi-Chi fondled his balls, her fingers teasing lower.
They moved to the couch, Bulma pushing Krillin down and straddling his face while Chi-Chi climbed onto his cock. "Eat my pussy, Krillin," Bulma commanded, grinding her slick folds against his mouth. She was already soaked, her shaved pussy lips parting as his tongue delved in, lapping at her clit. "Yes... just like that... fuck, your tongue is magic!"
Chi-Chi lowered herself onto his thick cock, her tight pussy stretching around him inch by inch. "Ahhh! So thick... filling me up so good!" she cried out, her walls clenching as she sank fully, his cock buried to the hilt in her dripping heat. She started riding him hard, her tits bouncing wildly with each bounce. "Krillin... harder... fuck me like Goku never does!"
Krillin bucked up into Chi-Chi, his hips slamming against hers while his tongue flicked Bulma's swollen clit. Bulma moaned loudly, grinding faster. "Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum already... don't stop!" Her juices flooded his mouth as she shuddered, her pussy contracting in waves. "Yesss! Cumming on your face!"
Chi-Chi leaned forward, kissing Bulma deeply as she rode Krillin faster. Their tongues danced, moans mixing. "Your turn to feel this cock, Bulma," Chi-Chi gasped, lifting off with a wet pop, strings of her arousal connecting them.
Bulma eagerly switched, impaling herself on Krillin's glistening cock. "Holy shit... so deep!" Her pussy was tighter than Chi-Chi's, velvet walls gripping him like a vice as she bounced, her ass cheeks slapping against his thighs. "Pound me, Krillin... make me scream!"
Chi-Chi straddled his face now, her pussy hovering over his mouth. "Lick me clean... taste how wet you made me." Krillin obliged, tongue-fucking her deeply as she ground down, smothering him in her scent.
The room filled with wet slaps, moans, and cries. "Fuck... your cock is hitting my spot... right there!" Bulma screamed, her nails digging into his chest as she came hard, her pussy squirting around his shaft, soaking his balls. "Cumming... oh god, cumming so hard!"
Krillin flipped them over, putting Bulma on all fours and slamming back into her from behind. Chi-Chi lay beneath, licking Bulma's clit while Krillin pounded away. "You like that? Both of us worshipping your pussy?" Krillin growled, his cock pistoning in and out, stretching Bulma's walls with every thrust.
"Yes! Don't stop... gonna cum again!" Bulma wailed, pushing back against him.
Chi-Chi fingered herself watching. "Me next... fill my pussy, Krillin!"
He pulled out, flipping to Chi-Chi and driving into her missionary style, her legs wrapped around him. Bulma sat on Chi-Chi's face, riding her tongue. "Eat me while he fucks you," Bulma moaned.
Krillin hammered into Chi-Chi, his cock throbbing. "So tight... both of you... I'm close!"
"Cum inside me!" Chi-Chi begged, her pussy clenching. "Fill me up!"
Bulma reached down, rubbing Chi-Chi's clit. "Me too... later!"
Chi-Chi came first, screaming as her orgasm ripped through her, pussy milking Krillin's cock in rhythmic spasms. "Cumming! Yes... ahhhh!"
That pushed Krillin over. "Fuck... here it comes!" He buried deep, ropes of hot cum shooting into Chi-Chi's pussy, overflowing as he grunted with each pulse.
They collapsed in a heap, but weren't done. Hours passed in a blur of positions—Krillin taking Bulma against the window while Chi-Chi sucked his balls, then both women on their knees, sharing his cock until he came on their faces and tits.
By the time the moon was high, they lay tangled on the floor, bodies slick with sweat and cum. "Goku and Vegeta can train all they want," Bulma panted, licking cum from Chi-Chi's nipple. "We've got our own warrior right here."
Krillin grinned weakly. "Anytime... ladies."
And with Beerus's planet far away, no one would ever know.