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Nuclear ABC’s: Anal Babes in the Commonwealth	By : Redfields Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 45756 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout 4, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kiss Me, I’m Irish – Cait
Nora (the sole survivor of a cryogenic vault) and Cait were rummaging around an old building they had cleared out on behalf of the Brotherhood of Steel. Cait had suggested going back over it to find out if anything valuable was left, and the survivor agreed. Various knickknacks and useful oddities went into backpacks and storage containers, until Nora came across an unusual device. It looked like a wireframe jockstrap with a protuberance, only if the wires had been replaced by cloth straps, like a hardness of some kind. “What in the world is this?” She asked.
Cait laughed, then held out her hand. The survivor tossed it to her. Cait held the protuberance where it met the harness, put it against her groin, then thrust her hips a few times. Realization dawned in the survivor’s eyes. Yes, the protuberance was penis-shaped. When Cait smirked at her, she rolled her eyes and continued on.
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When the last raider fell in the abandoned vault, both Nora and Cait were panting and out of breath. Together, they stumbled into an elevator. “Well, you certainly know how to show a girl a good time.” Cait said, as she greedily sucked in air. Her heart pounded, her blood sang, and her survival caused not relief, but elation.
“Yeah?” The survivor asked, looking up at her while she was bent over, hands on knees and taking long breaths. A spark seemed to pass between their gazes.
“Yeah.” Cait affirmed. Suddenly, her back was against the wall, the survivor pressed against her chest, and their lips met. Joy at survival turned to passion and lust for each other. Their mouths opened and their tongues wrestled with each other. Hands were all over, running up sides of bodies, over breasts, down backs, squeezing rear cheeks.
Cait’s hands were at Nora’s waist, tugging up her shirt. Nora fumbled with the clasps on her armor. “Wait,” Cait said, breaking the kiss. “Leave the armor on.”
“I don’t think I can get out of my shirt and pants with it on.” Nora replied, moving as quickly as she could from armor piece to piece. Soon they were discarded, lying in pieces on the floor, while she hit the emergency stop on the elevator, ensuring they wouldn’t be disturbed.
Cait was already out of her armor and corset, getting naked in nearly an instant. Nora took only a moment longer, and then she resumed her ferocious make-out with Cait, again pressing her against the wall. Cait spread her legs slightly so Nora could step between them, rubbing their groins against each other.
This time it was Nora who broke the kiss, rushing to a backpack and throwing the random accoutrements around the floor while she feverishly searched for her desired object. With a triumphant exclamation, she pulled out what she had searched for – the strapon. Hurriedly, she stepped into the straps, yanking them up her legs and tightening them at her waist.
“That looks different from before.” Cait remarked as Nora advanced on her.
“Well, I had some extra plastic, so I thought try to improve it.” Indeed, it was now a little longer, and had some ridges and bumps on it, making it look more like a real penis with veins.
Cait again spread her legs, as well as going up on tip-toe. Stepping up to her, Nora grabbed the plastic of the strapon and aimed it carefully, then slid it smoothly into Cait’s waiting snatch. Cait descended on it in one fluid motion, burying it to the hilt and groaning in response. She ground her hips against Nora, who pulled out and thrust in again. This time the groan was muffled by a French kiss.
After a few thrusts, Cait broke the kiss. “You got me?” She asked.
“What?” Nora replied in confusion, but Cait had already jumped, wrapping her legs around the survivor’s waist and her arms around Nora’s neck. Her weight pulled them against the wall; Nora grabbed her ass to hold her up, then pounded her Irish pussy relentlessly.
The plastic invader didn’t reach farther, but the new angle hit different spots inside Cait. She screamed in pleasure. Her slit, thoroughly wet before, started leaking juice down the strapon and onto the floor. Wet slaps echoes as Nora bottomed out inside Cait again and again, the bumps on the fake cock scraping every nerve inside the redhead’s velvet canal.
It continued for a few minutes, but Nora’s arms and legs weren’t up to the task, and she finally had to let Cait go. The Irish woman put her feet back on the ground, disappointed when the strapon receded, but Nora turned her around.
“Oh, fancy taking me from behind?” The redhead asked as she leaned forward, putting her hands on the wall and thrusting her rear out behind her.
“Nah, just taking your behind.” Nora replied.
“Oi, be careful. I haven’t done anything like that in a bit.” Cait warned as she felt the plastic cock nudge against her other orifice. Slower this time, Nora pushed forwards, letting Cait’s ass slowly grow accustomed to the intrusion.
“Well, at least you’ve had some practice with this.” Nora said, easing more into the tight redhead’s back door. Cait could only grunt in reply as the plastic tip reached her bowels. She could feel each bump and ridge as they stimulated her hole, stretching it before sliding in and setting the nerves inside her colon on fire. Finally, several inches past where she thought her limits were, the strapon finally bottomed out. Nora’s slim hips met Cait’s shapely rear as the fake cock disappeared completely inside her ass. Cait was panting with lust and exertion, desperately willing her rectum and anus to relax around the intrusion.
Nora pulled out, leaving just the tip inside, then slowly pushed in again. Cait grunted again when the cock bottomed out. It was so big, it felt huge, stretching her insides out and lighting her nerves aflame; but it felt good, so good.
“What are ya waitin for? Give it to me good!” She told Nora. Nora complied. She pulled out again, then thrust in powerfully. Their crotches slapped together, the clapping sounds keeping time with Cait’s groans. Her ravaged ass loosened, letting Nora speed up the tempo. Soon, she was pounding the Irish woman furiously, the slaps sounding like machine-gun fire and Cait’s groans became one long shriek.
A tremendous orgasm built up inside her. She took one deep breath, then screamed again. Nora buried the cock in her ass and left it there. The redhead howled as a torrent of fluid spattered the wall before covering the floor. Her entire body went rigid, shaking and shivering as the pleasure tore through her, expanding from her colon to the top of her head and tips of her toes before crashing back down to the only existence she was aware of: her anal passage being incredibly pleasured.
When Cait finally stopped shivering, Nora helped her down gently until they were lying on the ground. She still spasmed, her stomach clenching, her pussy still dripping, until they eventually curled up together on the floor of the elevator.
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