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A Chance Encounter	By : Lvl34Potato Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 15127 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-God and his Pet
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Before delving into the story I just want to point out that Adam is not my OC, he belongs to FanfictionFan360 (1296931612) And I did get his permission to write this little fic.
Humming softly alongside a song playing through her pip-boy Ava kneeled over the small patch of dirt, working through it with some garden tools she had scavenged in a local hardware store that had been all but picked clean of anything truely useful. She wasn't amazing at it but before the war she had a rather nice garden going in her yard. Though those were flowers, how hard could it be to get some melons to grow? Sighing she fell back on her rear end, thankful for having laid out an old blanket to keep her new dress off of the ground earlier.
   Looking over to her right she glanced at the old off white bucket filled to the brim with melons that she had every intention of planting in this plot. When she finished working through all of the weeds that is. Even a nuclear war couldn't stop the horrid things from ruining good plants, as she had soon discovered when all but one of her newly planted plots had dried up and died despite her having mixed through plenty of Brahmin manure and ensuring that the small 'field' was properly irrigated.
   Shaking her head she removes her gloves, tossing them into the bucket along with the small cultivator she had been working with, before laying back against the ground. Sighing she flicked off the pip-boys radio, opting to lay there in silence. Something she still wasn't used to, despite the months she had been out in the commonwealth. Night had always been a time of peace for her before waking up in the new world. Crickets chirping about in the grass around her house, the occasional field mouse coming out from the wooded area behind the neighborhood and squeaking away as it nibbled away on someone's table scraps. The night was full of noises, now the only noise that greeted her was the wind. Leaning her head back on her arm she closed her eyes, perhaps it wasn't like home but it could be so much worse.

"NORA!" A mans voice yelled out startling her out of her rest with a jump and a squeak. Quickly checking her surroundings and picking up the discarded cultivator to use as a makeshift weapon should worst come to worst. For a few minutes she sat there, waiting to hear another sound, holding herself perfectly still as her eyes scanned her surroundings. Off to the right there was a guard on patrol, looking sanctuary's new fence over for any spots of weakness. Behind her there were several spotlight turrets perched on rooftops and on spotting towers spanning out all along the border of her home. Nothing was getting in without her knowing. Armed with that knowledge she allowed herself to calm down, dropping the tool yet again in favor of pressing her hand to her head. She must be more tired than she thought to be hallucinating things.

"Get a hold of yourself girl." She mumbled to herself, smacking her forehead with the palm of her hand before looking back at the bucket in front of her. "Well, maybe the gardening can wait until tomorrow." Somewhat disappointed with herself she stands up, wiping her hands off on her hips as she hears another faint cry. Again looking around she's unable to locate the source of the voice but able to hear fabric rustling and a metal creaking coming from inside the house before her. "Oh, it must be someone having a nightmare." She mused aloud, moving around the house to the side door, passing by a snoring Sturges who had fallen asleep in mama Murphy's chair again for the third time this week. Shaking her head she gently grabs his shoulder, shaking him lightly and getting a startled grunt in return.
   "W-What?! Are we under attack?!" He nearly yelled, reaching up and pulling his hair as his groggy eyes frantically searched for invading raiders, deathclaws, molerats. Really anything would be terrifying at this point. A small hand clamps over his mouth and his eyes finally focus on Ava's face, going wide in shock before finally calming down as he realizes that he's safe.
   "We're not being attacking you dunce, you just fell asleep in the chair again." She shakes her head, unable to keep a smile off of her face. Sometimes he reminded her of her late husband, and while sad it was always a thing to laugh at. "You know you'll regret it tomorrow if I let you stay here so get to bed." she moved off to the side, chuckling at his grumbles of apology and disbelief that he would allow himself to do such a thing again. watching him walk off down the street for a moment she continues on into the house, still in search of the source of those noises from before.

Room after room of empty beds met her eyes, the house she was in was meant for new arrivals and traveling merchants to utilize during their stay. Perhaps this person was new then? but she hadn't seen any new arrivals in the last week and a half, then again she wasn't always the most observant of the people in her little community. Finally she came upon the last room in the small house, pushing open the door to see a man laying on one of the two beds in the room. He tossed and turned with the occasional mumble as he obviously battled his demons in his sleep. She felt for him, having still suffered from the occasional nightmare of her husband being shot before her eyes. The images never quite melted away. She reached her hand up to brush at the rings strung around her neck as she approached his cot, closing the door behind her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed she looked him over, seeing the way his brows furrowed as he struggled against his blankets made her frown. Reaching over and laying her hand on his arm to rub it lightly she tried to gently soothe him. The action brought back bitter sweet memories of Nate. She used to do this to calm him down when he would have nightmares of the war. It normally helped him, and from the look of the his brows unfurrowing it seemed that it would help the stranger too. Tilting her head to the side she tried to focus through the dark, looking over the man before her. From what she could see of him his hair was longer, maybe a brown or black color? It was impossible to tell in the darkness of the room. But his face was scarred, one particularly angry gash ran from his hairline down to his jaw while another shorter one seemed to cleave his brow in two. A ragged patch ran across his right cheek, probably a burn of some sort, it looked older though. All in all she decided that he was very attractive, a small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth as she saw him finally settle completely. Loathe to give up the contact she continued rubbing his arm for a minute longer, closing her eyes and imagining Nate again for a moment she stopped, dismissing the thought of him from her mind. He was long gone and there was no point in making herself sad at his loss just before sleep.
Moving to stand up she felt a hand wrap around her wrist and pull her back onto the bed. Startled at the sudden motion she could only stare at the eyes before her in shock. How long had she been sitting there with him awake? Minutes passed with her laying there, his hand wrapped around her arm still, her other arm splayed out beside his head, one leg between his while the other was laying at his side. Wide ice blue eyes stared into deep green ones as she looked over his face, eyes catching on his lips. Her mind had drifted to dirtier thoughts and suddenly she was very aware of just how hard she was breathing. Heart racing and lips itching to touch themselves against his she glances up at him from beneath her lashes, leaning her head towards his. When her lips touched his he stiffened, but it wasn't enough to stop her from pressing herself against him a bit more. When he finally registered that she was kissing him he pressed back against her, free hand pressing up against her hip and pulling her body closer to his own, grinding his crotch up against her leg and moaning deep in his throat at the contact. Feeling his hands grip her she grabs hold of the back of his head, tilting his face up for easier access as she deepens the kiss. Snaking her tongue out to flick along his lower lip she presses her large tits up against his chest. As he opens his mouth to her advances the stranger groans, her soft tongue invading his mouth and teasing his into action. After what seemed like hours of grinding against her leg and dominating her tongue the stranger broke off the kiss, moving his mouth down her jawline and onto her neck, biting into the pale flesh he met there, suckling on her and causing a load moan to escape her lips, her thighs tightening around his leg as her core trembled with excitement.

Releasing her arm he moves his hand to grip the back of her neck, his other hand pulling her leg further up his side, hooking it over his hip before he flipped them over. She gasps at the sudden change, hands going up to try to push him back out of instinct. The loss of control, while terrifying, sent a surge of heat through her, moisture pooling in her nether lips as she mentally begged him to keep it coming despite her body's attempts to push him away. In response he grabs both of her wrists in one of his own. Pinning them up above her head as his other hand reached up and gripped the top of her dress, pulling against the soft blue fabric and tearing it apart, revealing a large creamy white tit to the cold air. Dropping his mouth to the rosy pink tip he sucks her into his mouth, her eyes squeezing shut as she can't control the groan of appreciation escaping her throat. Her back arching up off the bed he uses his leg to push hers out of the way, positioning himself in between her legs and grinding his clothed packaged up against her dripping sex. Flicking his tongue across her sensitive bud he revels in the moans she's letting out in a steady stream. Nipping at the pink nub she screams out her pleasure. If the settlement wasn't awake before it would be now. His cock was throbbing, pressing up against the coarse material of his pants and becoming uncomfortably hard. Pulling away from her chest he sits up a bit, unbuckling his pants to let his dick fall free, large head pointing at her cunt menacingly as he sighs in relief, feeling the pressure release. Struggling against his hands again she starts her fight back up in full force, bucking her hips against him, trying anything she can to get out from under his grip. He pushed her back against the bed with his body, her strength nothing compared to his own as he pressed his lips back to hers with a force that effectively killed off her resistance. The silk of her dress pressed up against his swollen tip felt amazing, prompting him to thrust up towards her waiting cunt. Fully expecting a resistance it was a shock to him to meet wet lips with no barrier to keep him out, he shuddered at the realization that she was completely bare beneath the dress she wore.

"What a naughty slut you are, no underwear? What's to stop someone like me from just taking you whenever they please?" He chuckled darkly, looking her over and seeming pleased with the bright crimson blush that painted itself across her cheeks. "You know," He began, bringing his hand between their bodies and pushing her dress up above her hips in order to slide his finger down her slit, collecting the moisture at the tip before pulling his hand back out to showcase his find, "you're positively drenched. You must really want my cock in you." He pressed his tip up against her lips and rubs it against them slowly, circling her clit and feeling her cunt drip even more, coating his cock in her juices. Her head thrown back in pure bliss she cant stop the constant stream of moans that pour out of her mouth, bucking her hips up against his she cries out. Shifting his weight a bit he presses his pelvis into hers, locking her hips in place but surrendering the contact between his head and her silky lips.

"Oh god!" She cries out, missing the delicious friction against her pearl, looking up at him as he laughs at her again.

"I appreciate the sentiment pet, but the name's Adam." he corrects her, positioning himself at her entrance before looking back down at her, "and you are?"

"Ava." She breaths out just in time for him to ram all 9 inches of his rock hard cock deep into her neglected cunt. At first the pain is unbearable and she can't stop the scream it rips from her. He wraps his hand around her throat squeezing hard enough to cut off her supply of oxygen for a moment cutting off her scream before it drew the guards to them.

"Shut the fuck up, you want the whole camp down here?!" He whispers harshly into her ear, releasing his hold on her throat a bit so she can draw in a breath of air before he starts moving a bit. He could feel her bodies' protest at the movement, her cunt not welcoming him as fast as his previous fucks. Suddenly he's hit with a deep feeling of regret as it occurs to him that the woman below him could have been untried. But her fluttering walls, vice like flesh wrapping itself around his hard member, and the blood pumping through him were too much to ignore as he kept on pushing. Before too long her pain turned to pleasure and she began to remember what fucking felt like. Sure, she had a loving husband but he was far too worried about making her comfortable outside of the bedroom, which many would kill for but sometimes she just wanted to be bent over the table and fucked with abandon. She wanted to be used, and feel the pressure of his dick in her for days after their romp. Of course she never got what she wanted, but as he let her hands go in lieu of grabbing hold of her hair and using it to keep her in place he plunged into her with abandon. It would figure that the world had to end for her to finally get what she really wanted.
Wrapping her legs around his hips she met his thrusts, driving him in even deeper and drawing a grunt from his lips as he pulled on her hair harder. Her hands found her chest, using her fingers to pinch and flick her nipples as he continued pounding into her. Moan after moan filled the room, with every thrust she marveled at just how hard he was driving into her cunt, the bed below them shaking with his forceful actions. Slowing down for a moment Adam raised back on his knees, releasing her hair in order to push her legs down, freeing himself from her hold. She whimpered a bit as he came to a full stop before he gave her a good hard thrust to quiet her up, smirking at the crazed look of pleasure that coursed through her. Pulling out with a satisfactory popping sound he moves back, leaving her confused and slightly disappointed that he left her pussy so empty. Opening her mouth to speak she was caught off guard when he grabbed hold of her hips and flipped her onto her front with a single shove. Crying out when she lands on her sensitive tits she finds herself with his hand wrapped around her throat again, her excitement dripping down her thighs as she waits for him to reclaim her.

"Mmm god you're soaked, enjoying yourself pet?" He chuckles, releasing her throat and bringing both of his hands to her round ass, giving it a slap for good measure. Her cry of pleasure was all the answer he needed before he grabbed hold of her hips and rammed her back onto his cock, moaning in pleasure as he felt himself slide in even deeper than before, fully hilting himself in her hot sheath. The complete domination in his actions, the way he took her without care of preparation, the slight stretching of her inner walls. All of it came crashing down on her in a powerful orgasm that caused her to shriek into the night. If no one came to investigate that she'd have to wonder if the guards would actually protect the settlement in her absence but that was a worry for another time. "Fuck!" Adam yelled out as her pussy clenched around his cock with such force that he could barely move within her. The way her body seized, hands flailed out to her sides, weakly clutching onto the blanket beneath them as her eyes rolled back into her head caused him to groan at the sight, his cock twitching at the sight. Slowly her cunt unclenched, giving him enough freedom to move against her again, each thrust punctuated by a keening moan as her oversensitive channel was filled over and over again. Hands wrapped around her waist he groaned out into the heated air, plunging into her with enough force to break her in two if she didn't relax around him, the move prompting another scream which he failed to cut off, not getting his hand to her mouth in time to muffle the sound. Well shit, that was guaranteed to call the guard dogs down on them in no time. Filing that thought away with all the other useless shit he'd regret later he continued pushing into her, his cock weeping into pre cum into her tight passage.

Regaining some of her senses after the shock of her first real orgasm Ava pulls away from him slightly, only wishing a moment to herself to breathe, a moment denied when he pulled her back into him with a growl and a forceful thrust up into her G-spot. Blinding white light overtook her as she seized again, drool pouring from her open mouth as screams surely fell from her lips. She registered a hand being clamped over her mouth and a sharp intake of breath from behind her before the door to their room was thrown open. From the silence that followed on both sides she could only assume that they were quite a sight to see. Dress hiked above her hips, both tits bare to the world with shreds of fabric hanging off of one shoulder, his hand over her mouth, dick buried deep within her.

"What the hell is this?! Get off of her!" She heard Preston yell out, snapping her eyes open she grabbed at Adam's hand, pulling it off of her mouth and freeing her up to talk. Mentally kicking herself over this whole endeavor she knew she'd never be able to look Preston in the eyes again after this. Holding her hand out to him she stopped his forward march towards her and her spur of the moment bed partner. Behind him Sturges shifted uncomfortably, trying to hide the growing bulge in his overalls with little success. This was going to bite her in the ass later, she was sure, but as Adam shifted back away from Preston's sight she felt his cock twitch within her still. Dropping her arm down she barely managed to keep the moan within her throat.

"Don't." She finally managed to make out, just as Adam started pulling himself out of her, figuring that she wouldn't want to continue with the audience they had amassed. He was correct in this assumption but by this point she wanted nothing more than to tell Preston to fuck off and have him keep ravaging her dripping cunt. Stopping all movements Adam looked her over as she turned her face towards his, icy blue orbs pinning him in place before turning back to Preston who was red as a tato in the face of such an awkward situation. Half of the men in Sanctuary had been lusting over her, including him. So to see her in such a compromised position, and with a man between her legs, was such a shock. A shock that grew when he watched her press back against the man behind her, impaling herself on him with a groan of pleasure. He felt his own cock twitch at the sound and took a step back towards the door where Sturges had already abandoned him to the sight. "Look Preston, I don't care if you stay and watch, but you're not going to-" she moaned out as Adam took that as her giving him permission to keep going, his cock painfully hard and begging for release. Her mind went blank for a moment, the wonderful feel of his hard member pushing deep into her was almost enough to make her forget about the issue at hand. "You're not going to take this from me, so go wack it quietly, I'm kinda in the middle of something here." She finishes with another forceful thrust back onto Adam's cock, the head pushing against her cervix and causing her to suck in a breath of air.
Adam couldn't care less if he had an audience, he already had his dick buried deep within her leaking cunt and no fucker in a stupid cowboy hat was gonna stop him from fucking her raw. With a grunt he grabbed hold of her hips, pulling her back onto him with enough force to nearly breach her cervix with his tip. Leaning his head back he groaned into the night, no longer caring about monitoring his own noises let alone hers. They had already been caught so what the hell could it hurt right?

"Oh god, harder!" She moaned out, pressing back into him with all the force she could muster, the feel of his engorged length plundering her tight channel was overriding her sense of modesty. Even in the presence of her friend she couldn't control herself, whoever this guy was, she was keeping him. Widow or no she couldn't believe that she had went this long without fucking the first guy that promised to 'destroy her little cunt' And with another rough thrust and loud moan echoing through the room from the man behind her she could assume that he felt the same. At her urging Adam complied, digging his fingers into her milky white thighs and shifting his angle a bit, thrusting upwards into her while pulling her body back onto him to maximize the effect of his thrusts. Only a few more and she would come again, she was sure of it. And though she wanted nothing but it she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to ride him to completion just once. Take control herself, something Nate never let her do.
Seemingly glued into place Preston stood there watching the woman before him, the only other minuteman out in the commonwealth be ravaged by a stranger, this sight was so obscene, so taboo, and yet he couldn't look away. His cock strained against the fabric of his pants, tip leaking pre cum and dampening the material which now stuck itself uncomfortably against his head. It was all too much, her moans, her tits bouncing with every thrust, the way her nether lips parted to welcome the impressive girth of the man pounding into her from behind. Preston had to get out of there before he came all over his pants and lost whatever respect he had in this place in a matter of mere minutes.
Pulling off of his dick Ava sat up in the bed, confusing Adam to no end for a moment, until he noticed that she was doing away with her ruined dress, pulling the torn garment off of her sweat soaked body before turning to look at him with a look of pure unadulterated lust. His cock jumped at the sight, as did Preston's. Grabbing hold of his face with both hands Ava brought her lips back to Adams, slipping her tongue past his lips and teasing his own to life. Bucking into her hip Adam moaned into the kiss when she lowered one hand to wrap tight around his shaft, pumping him once or twice a minute to keep him hard while she trailed her kiss down to his neck. Beside them, Preston finally found the will to walk away, not tearing his eyes from the excruciatingly hot sight he began to slowly backtrack, one foot at a time towards the door.

"Be a dear and take off this blasted coat." Ava moans into his skin, licking at the hollow of his throat before dragging her teeth along his smooth flesh. With a shudder Adam pulls back away from her just far enough to rip the coat off of his body, tossing it behind him onto the other bed, or the floor, did it really fucking matter right now? Her hand tightened around his length, tugging at him, drawing him in closer where he tried to take his control back from her, attempting to push her down against the bed again only to have her slide off of the bed and out of his way as he made to grab hold of her arms. He lost his balance for a second, hands holding him up against the bed as she moved to his side, pushing at his rib cage and running her nails across his skin, leaving behind light red welts in their wake. With a groan of defeat as well as a look of curiosity Adam followed her lead, laying back against the bed, cock standing at attention with it's tip weeping thick white pre cum, a sight not lost to her eyes. By this point Preston was again standing stock still, having only covered about a foot worth of the three foot journey back to the door, his zipper opened and angry cock bare to the crisp night air that snuck in through the cracks of the dilapidated house they stood in.
Ava bent over the bed, licking and nipping at every inch of exposed skin she could reach as she journeyed down towards her ultimate goal, the position giving Preston a wonderful view of her bare cunt, still slick with her juices and glistening in the faint light of her discarded pip-boy which neither man had seen her remove. Hand twitching toward his neglected shaft he nearly lost it as he watched her mouth close around the stranger's tip. Adams groan was deep and guttural, unlike anything she had ever heard from a man, and Ava loved it. She wanted to draw out every last sound she possibly could from this mysterious man. Hands running down his thighs she began to bob her head along his aching cock, tongue latched firmly onto the side of the shaft as she sucked on him like a bottle of ice cold Nuka-Cola on a hot summer day. The musky taste of her own juices and his flavor combined sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, enough so that she almost pulled away to invite Preston to make use of his cock before she kicked him out of the room. But in the back of her mind she registered that it would probably be a poor choice, the poor guy seemed like he could barely contain himself at just the sight, and she certainly didn't want him emptying his balls in her when she could have the prime specimen before her do so instead. Reluctantly she pulled away from Adam's throbbing hard on, reveling in the sound of protest that escaped his lips as she released his head with a pop and a sigh.
Tossing one leg over his hips she made her way up his body, pausing to make a show of touching herself for him, hands massaging her aching breasts for a moment before sliding down, one parting her soaked lips as the other positioned his tip at her entrance. She was beyond excited right now, she had never been in this position before, Nate had always been so adamant about the missionary position that she had wondered if any other truly did exist, now she was about to experience one of her greatest fantasies. With a quiet drawn out moan she lowered herself onto his thick cock, feeling him stretch her wide open again with such ease. Her head lolled back as she fully seated herself on his member, the pulsing tip testing her cervix with a glorious mixture of pain and pleasure that she would never be able to accurately describe. The way the veins in his cock rubbed against her hot passage was sheer bliss, an indescribable feeling that she was intent on remembering for the rest of her life. And when she moved, things only got better. With a bouncing motion she started slow, slapping Adams hands away when he tried to wrest control away from her.

"Oh pet.... Just like that." Adam groaned out, feeling his balls begin to tighten as she ground down against him experimentally, pressing his swollen head up into her deepest recesses. Quickening her pace as she rolls her hips, grinding herself on him, her clit making contact with his pelvis and sending shocks of pleasure through her, momentarily distracting her from Adam's hands grabbing hold of her hips, pushing her down with enough force to instantly bruise her pale flesh, but he couldn't care less. He was so close to losing it all in her, what was one little bruise compared to the feeling of release? Her moans spurred him on, opening his eyes to watch her, trying to gauge just how close she was he wasn't prepared for the sight of hooded ice staring down at him, or her tongue barely remaining behind her lips as her mouth hung open in an attempt to draw in every ragged breath she could.
"Are you close?" He asked, receiving only a whimper and a nod in response. Releasing her hips for a moment he pulls her face back down to his, capturing her lips one last time before wrapping his arms around her back, holding her in place as he powered into her core, his cock thumping up against her end over and over until finally her walls slammed down upon him, her body shaking above him as she milked him for all he was worth, unable to contain himself he shouted out into the night. Thick streams of scorching hot cum pooled in her womb, coating every inch of her channel with his steaming seed as Preston released his onto the ground beside their bed, somehow making his way closer to the pair without realizing what he had done. When she finally came down from her euphoric high she pulled herself off of him, remembering why she never liked it when Nate bust within her as Adam's seed came spilling out of her. She was sweaty, covered in her own juices, and his, and probably filthy from working in the garden, but beyond all of that she was tired, and for the first time since waking up in this hellhole of a world she was happy. Rolling over to the side to leave Adam plenty of room she didn't even both to pull a blanket over herself before passing out beside the stranger who had rocked her world for the last few hours.
Hearing her light snore Adam couldn't help but chuckle at her, sure she had woken him up but the feel of her juices drying up on his now flaccid member was enough to make him toss aside the thought of simply stopping by here on the way to another settlement, as long as she was here, he would be here, ready and waiting to have at her. Looking off to his left he sees that Preston had booked it out of the room already, probably ashamed at himself for getting off to them, not that he really cared. Tossing an arm over her side he fell asleep beside her, neither one of them dreamt of anything less than a repeat of tonight's events.
The next morning Adam was surprised to wake to an empty bed, Ava having crept away a few hours prior to return to working the fields behind the house. Beside him sat a bottle of Nuka-Cola and a note that read "Behind the far house on the left hand side of the street. Look for the cellar door at noon." With a chuckle he sat up, looked at the clock on the wall and smirked, he had enough time to get in a quick breakfast before burying his cock deep into her throat again. Oh yeah, he was staying here all right. No doubt about that.
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