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Quick way out of a tight spot	By : Fanfictionfan360 Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 17923 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Quick way out of a tight spot
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Quick way out of a tight spot
“Hold it right there bitch!”
Zaria sighed heavily as the rough voice barked behind her “fuck” she groaned slowly turning around to face the Raider standing behind her, his Assault rifle aimed straight at her head “looks like you got me” she said rolling her eyes regretting wandering so close to the Springvale School knowing it was a prime Raider site after the first time she had wandered in there, she had been looking for provisions and barely walked out alive, she internally cursed herself for wandering the Wastes alone, she had shelled out a thousand caps for Sergeant RL-3 but she had to go out without it for some reason, even Butch would have been a big help right then
The Raider threatening her was obviously new to being a Raider, his hands shaking as his tried to keep his weapon straight; he looked fairly young most likely around his mid-twenties, not much older than her at the most and even with a quick glance Zaria found him very attractive, he lacked the famous Raider layer of dirt that the others all seemed to have showing further how new he was to the whole experience, his hair hung long and straggly along his shoulders different from the normal lack of hair the Raiders had and despite the dust that clung to his locks his hair seemed to be quite clean compared to most Wastelanders
“Holy shit it’s you” the Raider gasped when he got a look at Zaria’s face “you’re the one the guy on the radio is always talking about! The…the…the paradigm of humanity right?” he asked as his weapon began to shake more, the initial rough growl in his voice suddenly long gone
“Yeah that’s me, what of it?” Zaria asked as her lip quirked, the Raiders nervousness helped ease hers giving her confidence that she could walk away from this without firing a single bullet “you wanna know just how many Raiders I’ve killed in my time out here? Fuck I lost count months ago” she bragged slowly walking towards the Raider
Jumping at her movements the Raider held his weapon a little more forward “not a-another step further or I’ll b-blow your brains out!” he stuttered struggling to place his finger on the trigger
“Look down fucknut” Zaria smirked as the Raider’s eyes glanced downward and widened when he noticed her .32 Pistol aimed straight at his groin “looks like we’re at a standoff, you even think of pulling the trigger and I’ll blow your balls clean off” she threatened placing her finger on her Pistols trigger “your gun’s safety’s on anyway”
“What? No it fucking isn’t!”
“Trust me, I know my guns and I definitely know when one isn’t going to fire, check it if you don’t believe me and to prove I won’t shoot I’ll put my gun down, watch” she told him gently crouching down placing her weapon on the floor “go on” she encouraged hinting to his own weapon, the other raiders of the gang had obviously giving the new initiate a faulty gun either as a way of getting him killed or to force him to use his initiative in a bad situation, she almost felt sorry for the guy as he looked at her with questioning eyes
Watching Zaria step away from her gun the Raider slowly took his eyes off of her to check his gun noticing that indeed the safety was on “god dammit!” he cursed starting to fiddle with his weapon trying desperately to turn the safety off, somehow managing to knock the ammo clip out in the process “fuck!” he reached down quickly to retrieve the clip but accidently kicked it forward, scrambling after it before he was stopped by the Wanderer placing her foot on the clip “shit, look please lady, I’ve never done this before, fuck I’ve never even killed before” he admitted standing and holding his hands up in surrender “please you can just walk away here, I won’t tell anyone you were here, I’m unarmed and no threat to you so you don’t have to kill me, please”
The Raider was obviously beginning to panic which Zaria found almost cute, rolling her eyes along his body she was happy with how toned he was, looking like he could throw a decent punch when caught without a gun like he was now, if he had it in him he could have floored her and grabbed her own gun putting her in the position he was in now “how long have you been a Raider?” suddenly asked him reaching down to retrieve her Pistol
“Two weeks now” the Raider answered truthfully seeing no reason to lie “I used to live in a settlement not far north of here but it got destroyed by the Enclave, I only joined the Raiders to I wouldn’t die out here”
“What’s your name?” Zaria questioned stepping closer to the Raider twirling her gun on her finger
“Tristan, m-my name is Tristan”
“Nice name, I know a Paladin in the Brotherhood of steel with the same name as you, always wanted to fuck that guy” Zaria commented wistfully glancing upwards in memory “he was far too uptight though, turned down every damn advance I sent his way, ended up screwing another Paladin, what was his name again? I don’t know, all I remember is that he called himself Gallows and that he never really talked, he also had the biggest cock I’ve ever had in my ass”
Tristan stared in confusion as the Wanderer continued to ramble on as if they were friends having a normal conversation “the name’s Zaria by the way but you probably know that from Three Dog, that guy seriously needs to learn that a girl needs her privacy sometimes, half of the Wasteland knows my fucking name now and that isn’t always a good thing and…”
“I’m sorry but are you actually going to walk away? I’m not the only one here you know” Tristan interrupted her “if you don’t want trouble you’d better get moving along”
“Hey, who’s holding the gun here?”
“Sorry” Tristan sighed holding his hands back up making Zaria smirk admiring his body again, he was naked from the waist up apart from metal shoulder pads and leather belt straps tied across his waist, his skin was sun darkened like most Wastelanders and by the size of his biceps he had a nice tight grip to him, glancing lower she admired how his legs looked in the tight leather pants he was wearing, practically able to see his leg muscles through the clothing causing a gentle heat to bubble within her
Glancing at Tristan’s groin Zaria tried to remember the last time she got laid, it had to be at least a month since she had a good man inside of her pounding her stresses away and she could have really gone for another right then “how many of you are here?” she questioned glancing to the school
“We’re just a small group, just around five or six” he responded “you’re really outnumbered” he pointed out for Zaria didn’t seem to care as she sauntered up to him
“Is there any round back?” she asked placing a hand on his arm confusing Tristan further
“No, I’m the only one on patrol duty, why are you asking this? You should have left by now”
Zaria just smirked at how confused Tristan was becoming, moving her hand down to clasp his wrist “follow me” she bade him pulling him along around the back of the wrecked building, holding her gun tight just in case he was lying, finding the area bare as he had said she pulled him towards one of the stray school desks forcing him to sit on it “when was the last time you got lucky?” she asked offhandedly whilst glancing at the door that lead to the schools basement just in case someone walked through it
Tristan looked at her apprehensively “that’s a bit of a personal question isn’t it?”
“Was just wondering if it was true that Raiders got laid all the time, you know with the whole pillaging thing and stuff”
“Oh god no!” Tristan recoiled as he quickly worked out what she meant “I joined up just to fucking survive, not to do anything like that! Every woman I’ve slept with has been one hundred percent consensual”
“That’s good to know” Zaria purred gently placing her gun down on the desk next to Tristan making him raise an eyebrow
“You’re putting your gun down…next to a Raider…where he can reach it?”
“Yes because I know you’re not going to shoot me”
“Why would you…?”
“Look, I think you’re really hot and I can see from a mile off that you don’t have it in you to actually kill me, you said it before, you’ve never killed and I doubt you ever will, just count yourself lucky I’m returning the same favour to you” Zaria explained “can’t you tell when a girl’s flirting with you?” Tristan opened his mouth but no words came out lacking his jaw hang slack dumbly making the Wanderer titter “I haven’t had a good hard fuck in a long time, care to help me fix that?”
Zaria didn’t wait for an answer before taking a step back pulling the zipper of her Tunnel Snakes jacket down along with the zipper of her Vault 101 jumpsuit, Tristan’s mouth suddenly became very dry as the Wandered exposed more and more skin until finally she pulled the jacket and jumpsuit open revealing her perky breasts to him “you like them?” Zaria purred cupping her breasts giving them a firm squeeze “go ahead, you can touch” she said taking hold of the Raiders wrists placing his hands on her chest “oooh, such nice strong hands”
Tristan swallowed dryly as the Wandered continued to encourage him to fondle her breasts at his leisure, unable to believe that this was actually happening, Three Dog has declared several times over the radio that Zaria was no saint but he didn’t realise that she’d actually go as far as allowing a Raider to touch her for a sexual thrill, Zaria continued to open her jumpsuits zipper letting her jacket fall to the floor as she slinked it off of her arms along with the jumpsuit letting the top of it hang loosely from her waist leaving her completely topless
Every so often his eyes would nervously glance down to the door worried that they would be discovered, he hadn’t the heart to end someone’s life but if they were found by another member of his gang in their position he would have been forced to throttle Zaria to save his own skin “this…this is really risky”
“That makes it even better” Zaria breathed cupping Tristan’s groin “fuck you’re throbbing already, how long has it been since you last blew a load?” she gasped as she rubbed his growing bulge, her mouth almost watering at how big and thick he felt under his pants
Groaning lowly at the feeling of Zaria’s small hand caressing his bulge “I don’t know…two, maybe three months maybe?” he admitted as the Wandered began to fiddle with his zipper
“That long?! Well that is not acceptable” Zaria said firmly as she sunk to her knees “just sit back and relax, I’m going to make you cum harder than you’ve ever cum before, call it a thank you for not calling your buddies to come help you” she winked as she pulled down his zipper working his pants open, a strong smell of musk hit her nostrils making her legs weak and her pussy quiver, her mouth started to water when she reached inside Tristan’s pants wrapping her slender fingers around his aching shaft freeing it from its leather confines “my god you’re huge, how are you so clean anyway? Most Raiders I see are covered in some kind of filth”
“Bust open a water pipe a couple of days back, the water wasn’t great but it was best we could get, I used my share to wash myself off” Tristan explained with laboured breath, Zaria’s hand felt like heaven on his shaft after being physically neglected for so long
“That’s good, then it’s a whole lot safer for me to do this” she breathed before engulfing his entire eight inch cock in her hot little mouth, making the Raider growl in pleasure as Zaria pressed her nose to his pubic bone, purring deep in her throat sending vibrations along his length as she clutched his thighs
Breathing heavy Tristan placed a hand on Zaria’s head winding his fingers in her hair, gripping hard as she bobbed her head along his cock in a rapid pace, sucking noisily whilst her tongue slathered all over his length, occasionally poking out to lick at his balls, normally a layer of sweat would put off even a post apocalypse woman but it only turned Zaria on more, he smelled like a man and she was going to make him feel like one
Pulling away she spat messily on his cock resuming stroking him “don’t be afraid to talk dirty, I find it hot” she encouraged before resuming her fellatio, bobbing her head along his cock whilst keeping her bright eyes wide for him to look into
Swallowing thickly Tristan found his voice starting to buck up into Zaria’s mouth “suck it, come on bitch suck it harder” a throaty moan was her response sending another wave of pleasure through Tristan’s body “fuck, suck it you fucking whore!”
Zaria’s legs began to shake harder as the Raider pressed her face into his groin again, her throat starting to bulge from his size, her hands leaving his thighs to play with her breasts with one hand whilst sliding the other into her jumpsuit to rub her soaking pussy, precum began to pool on her tongue making her simper and play with herself faster, Tristan pushed himself to his feet gripping Zaria’s head as he began to fuck her mouth forcing her to sit on her ass “oh fuck I’m gonna cum, you better swallow it bitch” he growled in an almost threat as he thrust balls deep back into the Wanderers mouth, Zaria nodded frantically sucking even harder encouraging him to cum, the hand on her breast moving up to fondle his balls
Moments later Tristan arched his back bucking hard into Zaria’s mouth as he pumped his thick potent cum down her throat, her nose buried in his pubes as he held her head hard to his groin, a rough loud cry escaping his mouth while his body rid itself of months of tension “fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!” he howled to the wind letting his hips buck wildly, the Wanderer moaning euphorically as she gulped down his potent seed
Swallowing zealously Zaria slowly pulled her mouth away letting the excess cum drip down her chin placing a heavy kiss on the tip of Tristan’s still hard cock “wow” she gasped simply trailing her tongue along his cock “I could really use a guy like you around”
“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”
Zaria and Tristan jumped a foot in the air at the shout, the Wanderer immediately going for her gun but Tristan caught her wrist “dude it’s cool! It’s cool! Keep your fucking voice down!” he growled at the other Raider who had stepped out of the building seconds beforehand and was now staring at him and Zaria like they had grown a second head on their ass
Looking at the Raider Zaria was immediately glad she hadn’t put a bullet in him, he was just as attractive as Tristan if not more so, he looked slightly older than Tristan being in his late twenties or even early thirties, he was a little more muscular and had much shorter hair than Tristan in an attractive shade of red and like the first Raider he was shirtless only really armoured below the waist, he was also quite clean looking like Tristan
“This is Dean” Tristan decided that introductions were best to prevent gunfire and alerting the others “Dean this is Zaria, the girl that guy on the radio keeps talking about”
“Yeah I guessed but he never said anything about her doing this to strangers” Dean couldn’t help but smirk as Tristan realised that he was still rock hard and had his cock out prompting him to cup himself in a vain attempt to cover up
Having a total lack of modesty Zaria didn’t bother to cover her bare breasts placing a hands on her hips smirking at the new Raider with cum still around her mouth “looks like you’ve walked into a sweet deal here” she told him “you get to bust your nuts and in exchange you don’t call your friends on me, since you seem chummy with Trist here I doubt you’re actually going to go calling for help, the fact that your gun’s safety is on also proves you’re as incompetent as him too” she tittered as Dean checked his SMG cursing under his breath as what Zaria claimed was proven true “so do you want to get laid or do I have to put a bullet in your ass?”
Taking one look at Zaria Dean quickly made his decision haltering his weapon stepping forward whilst undoing his pants “good choice” Zaria winked reaching out to help him undo his pants “and stop covering yourself Trist, you look like an ass” she tittered back at Tristan as if he was an old friend and not a Raider she had met less than an hour earlier
Laughing nervously Tristan moved his hands away watching Zaria hop onto the desk working her jumpsuit all of the way down her legs so that it hung around her ankles leaving her naked from the feet up “now then, shall we continue?” she asked before Dean cut her out almost rudely but shoving his throbbing seven inch dick into her mouth, she couldn’t care less though as she now had something to suck on as Tristan took his place between her legs marvelling at the impossibly tight looking twenty year old pussy before him
Steeling himself he gripped Zaria’s firm thighs slowly pushing into her tight core, egged on by the Wanderers gags and moans around Dean’s cock whilst bucking her hips towards Tristan’s aiding him in penetrating her
Zaria let out a shrill keen of pleasure against Dean’s groin when Tristan fully penetrated her, all three of them moaning in pleasure before setting a hard pace, Dean pounding the Wanderers mouth as she bobbed her head along his length whilst bucking her hips in time to Tristan’s deep thrusts, her head clouded in pure pleasure partially unable to believe that she was doing this, yes she had fucked Raiders before but it was as a way of escaping a deadly situation, neither of these Raiders had it in them to remotely hurt her and yet there she was getting fucked at both ends despite barely knowing either of them
A strong orgasm began to bubble in her abdomen spurring her to buck her hips harder, reaching down to rub her clit with one hand whilst cupping Dean’s balls with the other “shit man, she’s a real find ain’t she?” Dean groaned fisting Zaria’s hair encouraging her to suck harder
“Yeah man, a real one in a million find, fuck she’s tight, I might blow soon”
Upon hearing Tristan’s words Zaria suddenly pulled away from Dean’s cock “don’t cum inside me! Cum in my ass if you want to cum in me”
Dean stared at Tristan as if he had found the only clean water source in the entre Wasteland “you heard her man, don’t let an opportunity like this go to waste” nodding and slowly pulling out of Zaria’s tight little cunt Tristan slowly turned her over onto her front groaning at the sight of her firm round bubble ass, the luscious mounds of her behind practically inviting his cock inside as he rested his throbbing shaft between the cheeks “fuck man look at that, I’m definitely getting my turn in that after you” Dean declared making Zaria moan in lust, the Wanderer shook her ass impatiently waiting for Tristan to re-enter her, she had originally hated the idea of anal but after Harkness took her anal virginity she grew to love it
Letting out a deep breath Tristan aligned himself and swiftly thrust deep into Zaria’s ass, the combination of her spit and pussy juices allowing him to push straight in making the Wanderer cry out in ecstasy and cum on the spot soaking the desk below her “fucking hell, she’s even tighter here” Tristan grunted starting to fuck Zaria’s ass hard
Zaria moaned and keened loudly over and over as she was forced over the desk again and again, her moans getting steadily louder until Dean plugged her mouth again with his cock, fucking her face in tandem to Tristan fucking her ass, both Raiders picking up an almost frenzied pace as they worked themselves towards their release, the Wanderer laying limply between them as she allowed them use of her body, mini orgasms rushing through her body every few thrusts making her eyes roll back
Feeling his cock swell to bursting point Tristan came hard in Zaria’s ass mere seconds before Dean unloaded down her throat making her swallow every drop of it without a single complaint from her “fuck man that was good” Dean panted letting his cock rest in Zaria’s mouth “now move over, I want a piece of that ass” he growled lustfully pulling away letting the Wanderer breathe right
Doing as he was told Tristan pulled out and stepped aside letting Dean take his place, the older Raider taking no time in slamming his cock straight into Zaria’s ass clamping a hand over her mouth before she could scream to muffle her as he pounded her ass without mercy
Completely spent Tristan picked up one of the wrecked chairs that was lying around sitting on it as he did his pants back up, watching as Zaria was fucked mercilessly against the desk whilst loving every second of it, he was thankful for his friends rough handling of Zaria as it muffled all the loud noises that left her mouth preventing any of the others from noticing them, the others wouldn’t have been so forgiving of the Lone Wandered stepping onto their turf
Zaria felt her very soul set alight as Dean continued to fuck her ass into another strong orgasm, if this was the case with most Raiders she would consider hesitating going for her gun when someone approached her in the Wastes, she could feel his cock throbbing inside of her and was more than ready to welcome another hot load in her ass
Pushing her hips out the Wanderer began to shake her ass making it ripple and clap alluringly spurring Dean’s release on, the Raider pounding into her a few more times before letting out a primal growl, cumming extremely hard in Zaria’s ass earning one more muffled pleasured scream from her before she slumped onto the desk completely blissed out
It took Zaria a full ten minutes to get herself back on her feet and dressed finding the two Raiders still there waiting for her “well guys, that was a lot of fun” she smiled placing a hand on their chests “thanks for the whole not shooting me thing, I know you couldn’t but still…” she tittered before she was cut off by the sounds of the door opening and another Raiders voice “bear with me” she whispered before solidly kneeing Tristan in the groin flooring him, Dean stared at her in surprise as she drew his weapon stuffing it in his hands “start shooting at me but don’t aim for me, just do it now!” she instructed before rushing off in the opposite direction
“Who the fuck is that?!” one of the female Raiders who walked out shouted as she noticed Zaria running prompting Dean to start taking pot shots at her intentionally aiming several feet away from her “shoot the bitch you idiot!” the other Raider barked drawing her rifle starting to fire herself until the Wanderer was out of sight “fuck! Why didn’t you kill her? She could have had caps!”
Dean stuttered for a moment trying to think of an excuse “she…got the jump…on us?”
The female Raider stared daggers at him for several seconds fingering her trigger, momentarily making Dean fear for his life before she spat on the ground trudging back inside “fucking idiot” she hissed as she slammed the doors shut behind her
Dean looked awestruck at the door amazed that he was still alive before looking into the Waste’s distance, wondering for a moment where the Lone Wanderer was going before helping Tristan back to his feet
Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it
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