FFF - Shelter

The underground hideout isn’t great, but it does remind you of home. Not your shack in New Gurlberg, the Vault.

QT becomes the caretaker as the one who is least injured. Chastity appears to sleep peacefully, but QT checks on her often. You feel much better after eating, you’re still sore all over. You lie on your back on a mattress on the concrete floor, focused on recuperating. Idly, you watch QT clean up after the meal, check on QT again, and then listen at the door before walking over to sit beside where you’re resting. Her ridiculous package makes for an even more distracting sight as her briefs try to contain it than her cleavage straining against her worn sports bra. Like you, she’s shivering, but you need to let your Vault Suits air out before you wear them again. There’s no telling when you’ll have another chance to bathe. Fortunately, it’s just dirt and gunpowder on you tonight. Nothing too disgusting.

“She’ll be fine,” QT assures you, seeing your worried look at Chastity. “I’m more worried about you.”

“I’ll be OK in the morning.”

“I mean that thing in your neck.”

“I told you. I had a head injury before I left the Vault.”

QT shrugs, then sighs. “It’s rough out here.”

She might not be as good at fighting as you are, but she has been surviving and getting into trouble in the Florida Wasteland for much longer than you have. She is more experienced, plain and simple. She should probably be in charge.

“What’s going on here?” she asks, looking at the fat, sausage-imprint in your underwear.

“Those drugs you gave me,” you reply bluntly. “Because I’m not horny at all.” It’s true. Sometimes excitement can put you in the mood, but that fight today was just scary. There was nothing sexy about it. Besides, your skin is covered in a coating of oil and grime. So is QT’s.

That doesn’t seem to bother her, though. She peels your underwear back enough to let your cock out. It slaps noisily against your belly, making her giggle. She takes her hand away and stares at it with interest. You roll your eyes, but as QT watches, your dick becomes fully hard. She stifles another giggle as precum drools out, hanging in a sticky string.

“Drugs,” you repeat, embarrassed.

“I know,” she replies.

“Hey, I’m hurt,” you say, but it’s pointless. She’s already getting naked.

“I’ll be gentle,” she assures you in a whisper, casting a look at Chastity, then straddling you. The tip of your erection rubs against her limp, heavy dick as she spreads her pussy and sinks onto you. She keeps her word and is gentle, but you’re still in pain.

“Here,” she gasps, leaning forward to stuff one soft titty between your lips as you grunt in discomfort. The sensual, graceful rolling of her hips and her soft body is like warm surf washing over you. The only problem is all the bruises. Her arms around wrapped around your head, hugging your face to her bosom. For lack of a better idea, you suckle her breast as she seems to want you to. The reactions from the walls of her pussy tell you that it’s working.

Her slick depths tenderly massage you, and the slow pace and blend of agony and pleasure put tears in your eyes when it finally happens.

QT gasps as your cock floods her pussy with cum. She draws back, mouth open, and a look of disbelief on her blushing face as she feels the rush of scalding hot seed.

“Hah!” She claps a hand over her mouth and her breasts bounce as she arches her back in response to a second surge of cum. She quivers and whimpers as you pump more and more inside her. She finally slides off, thick semen spilling out of her like water from a faucet. Her body is limp, but restless all over. Her panicked, shallow breaths indicate a cascade of feelings inside her. One of her hands unconsciously rubs her oily belly as her legs shudder more of your load spills out of her. She is on another planet of pleasure.

[ Perk – FIREHOSE: QT is now pregnant ]

As she lies beside you, your cock throbs one last time and you flinch as cum splashes across your neck, chin, and mouth. You wipe it off, trying to breathe and trying not to cry.

Beside you, QT has drawn her legs up to her body and hugs them to herself, purring.