Enclave Inquiries [7/9]
This is a small multi-part series based during the events of fallout 2.
Part of a collaborative work with Hecreat after I commissioned the art pieces.
This is another piece that hasn't been posted
Kate was uncertain who was exactly training who anymore. It was another field patrol and exercise. Considerably farther this time and with the expectation they would be setting up camp for a night or two.
Apparently a test to gauge their functionality when cut from the primary command structure.
It had gone well so far. It was the second day of their trip. The typical heat of the waste's sun bearing down on them as they finished a check of their designated perimeter. Just her and Thorn this time. As it was Crunch's turn to watch the camp.
The communication between them had continued to deepen. Almost fluid at this point. Able to convey most intent through a few gestures, grunts or hisses, and a bit of body language. A good example, Thorn, that mutant lizard. Gave a simple grunt towards Kate as she was scribbling notes for her report. Sitting on a large rock with his stiffening cock flagging in the open air. She obediently stripped out of her fatigues without a word. Putting aside her work to admire her inhuman mate. The tall drink of handsome reptilian water that he was as he beckoned she take a break.
Calmly stepping forward, Kate gave a happy sigh as she reached out to rub his thighs. Trailing her fingers upward to feel his firm musculature and definition. The reptilian form held many intriguing qualities in her opinion. But she wasn't going to leave him waiting. Her hands soon slipping inward, caressing his groin before seizing the base of his shaft.
Admiring his heat and stiffening girth, she pulled herself close. Stroking his smooth beastly tool as she collected his fluids and stirred his crown. Working his flowing pre back into his shaft as she kissed and suckled at his tip. Every taste of his rich pre and exotic cock making her skin tingle and pussy moisten. It took her little time to work him to full mast under such tender worship.
Without missing a beat, she climbed into his lap. Gripping and angling his member as the blunt head kissed at her lips. Smearing his generous arousal as she applied a bit of pressure. Letting her legs start to slack until the soft wet slurp of his tip entering her being. Sinking down without hesitation as she speared herself on his monstrous cock. Her taut belly showing the signature bulge of his hefty breeder. Her legs growing weak before he reached out to seize her thighs and guide her the rest of the way down. Sunk to the hilt in her thirsty mound. She slowly laid back to rest against his powerful bulk.
Kate was completely at his mercy now. His enormous hands gripping her gently, anchoring her in place as her thighs quaked through the first mindnumbing wave of pleasure. The string of micro-orgasms that followed every initial penetration. Wrapped around her man as she savoured the strain and fullness that never abated no matter how often they made love. Always a snug fit that set her nerves alight and made her aware of every inch nestled inside her.
Thorn started rocking her up and down, pumping Kate on his deathclaw dick at a slow and gentle tempo. Working a few inches in and out of her to the suction of her nethers and soft clapping of their hips when they would meet his. The woman left to lounge on her throne, cupped by the male's powerful claws as he stirred her insides.
Thorn looked pleased. Holding his mate as he gazed to the abundant scenery around them. Relaxing to take in the sights and pleasures. An utterly casual fuck, something that had been going on semi-recently as of late. The boys taking their time with her now and again after all the brutal animalistic fucking they were up to for months.
She equated it to a honeymoon phase. Newlyweds that couldn't get enough of each other. And now, comfortably into marriage. Where the sex was increasingly intimate or casual. No need to rush when they wouldn't go anywhere without one another.
"Mmmh...ah~" Soft gasps from her with each gentle inch pressed into or pulled from her straining insides. Her breathe rising and falling with the pace of their mating. Loving the loss of control that had become rather frequent after they were let off the reins. Surrendering herself to her monstrous lovers, no need to concern herself with procedure or command for a brief period at least. A period filled with heat and stimulation, inescapable fullness and passion as she was utterly used. A time where her only concern was her mates.
Minutes of their tender bouncing rhythmn gradually pushed Kate towards her peak. Feeling the release of a powerful orgasm building in her core. Her walls contracting around him as she hurredly covered her mouth to quiet the rising moans of delight.
She and Thorn weren't [i]exactly[/i] alone. She had been in the process of reporting to an eyebot as her superiors watched and listened to their activities from the other end. And while snuggling up to a deathclaw and riding his cock was heaven. It was still slightly embarassing to have command hear her begging to have her womb stretched by a monster's dick or her incoherent moans of orgasm.
Thorn regarded her sheepishness. A silly thing, to be ashamed of pleasure. Trying to hide that your bodies are so in-tune with each other you can make your lover roar to the heavens. And an easy thing to remedy. A mild huff before he hefted her upwards, tugging more and more of his flesh from her aching pussy. Letting the tip spread her wide as she tried to protest, her legs flailing in his grip. Slamming her down on his shaft, spearing her with his cock. Bulging her abdomen as she gave a choked grunt through seeing stars. Her back arching and muscles tensed as she was on the verge, another merciless draw and decent as the loud claps rung between them. Driving her to hilt through girly squeals and grunts until he could feel her body release.
"Th-THOR-Nnnnh!" Kate realized all too late what her stud was up to. Wanting to hear his lovely bird sing as she arched her back and cried out. Her mouth no longer enough to muffle the ringing chorus of love as the beast made her a spectacle. Her juices running down his groin as she tensed and trembled. Her abdomen clenching over and over to massage the broad tool invading her body. Lost in cascades of bliss that crashed through her body again and again. Almost too much, forcing whimpers from her as her core visibly twitched and spasmed over her partner's rigid breeder.
Let the floating thing watch them and envy what they share. A throaty hiss from the mighty lizard as he could feel the twitch and throb of his oncoming release. He would fill his female with his noble sperm. Pack her with his essence until she swells as if gravid with his clutch. And the excess eventually spills out between them to mark the stone with their mixed fluids and unmistakeable scents.
His female had nothing to be shy about. And with his lessons, she would learn.