Madeline Whores Herself Out to the Boomer Guards

Madeline knew she needed to get the support of the Boomers. One way she figured she could do that was by using all her sensual skills to her advantage. Was she a slut? Maybe. But this was for the greater good. It was for her people.

She had to be discrete about it. If Pearl heard exactly what was going on she might have trouble. She knew that the were plenty of places to...seal some approval. Madeline prepared herself, fixing herself as good as she could despite the wasteland. The Boomers at least let her shower and sleep well.

The guard in the tower nearly jumped out of his skin when the hatch to his guard tower flew open. He was even more surprised to find Madeline.

"Christ." the guard said composing himself "I didn't know if they let you roam freely. What are you doing here?" He demanded.

"Relax." Madeline said with a smile. She hadn't crawled completely up into the tower yet. Her face and upper torso were all that were visible to the Boomer Guard. Madeline's cleavage was the focal point, cleavage she had delicately revealed by unzipping her suit a bit extra.

"Pearl said I can go about freely." Madeline extended her hand toward the guard "You going to help a girl out?"

The guard hesitated for a moment then moved forward and slowly took Madeline's hand. Madeline had noticed the guard was paying extra attention to her breasts and not on her hand.

"So what are you doing here anyway?" The guard asked, not as harsh as before as he closed the hatch leading to the ladder.

"Thought I would look around and enjoy the view." Madeline said playfully. The guard didn't know what to make of that and looked puzzled.

"Maybe I should go ask someon--" Madeline cut him off.

"Can I borrow your binoculars?" she said as she moved close to him. His dated military binoculars hung around his neck via a lanyard. She stepped very close. He could smell her freshly washed hair, even if it was refurbished soap from the Boomer enclave it was the smell of a woman.

"Uh...sure." The Boomer guard stood there as if paralyzed.

Madeline put one hand on his chest slowly then picked up the binos from around his head, her hand glancing his neck sensually as she pulled the lanyard over his head.

"Thanks." She said as she moved to look out in the distance, extenuating her ass backwards and arching her back as she looked out in the distance at nothing in particular. If she had eyes in the back of her head she would have seen the guard eying Madeline's feminine curves as if they were the wasteland he was ordered to protect. After a few more moments of glancing and some slight jiggling of her posterior she turned and put the binos down.

"A real pretty view." she said moving closer. "Must get lonely up here in the guard tower."

"Well yeah I guess it can be pretty boring." the guard said before adding "Did Pearl send you up here?"

"Kind of." Madeline said putting a finger on her chin as if in deep thought "She has allowed me to help out around the base, trying to earn the trust of you and your people."

"There have been rumors you are to go and help raise the great bomber...and that there will be an alliance with this so called New California Republic." he said his gaze moving momentarily from her cleavage to her eyes.

"I really need Pearl to agree to this deal. It will save my...vault far away." Madeline said.

"You come from a vault? I thought you were just a savag...and triba...an outsider." he said correcting himself. Madeline's curves and pretty face demanded being nice.

"I am from a vault. Have you seen hands this soft from someone outside a vault?" Madeline moved forward toward him and held out her hands. They were smooth, while hardened by experience of the wastes they were nothing like the matted messes and calloused paws of most women who worked the wasteland. He looked down at her hands inspecting them.

"Go ahead," she said pressing her hands to his "touch them." He slowly moved his hands to caress hers. She closed her hands gently, sensually moved her fingers across the back of one of his hands.

"They are soft." he said as if in a trance, his eyes going from Madeline's hands to her cleavage to her face.

"Look," she said moving a touch closer "I really need Pearl and the Boomers to accept me so I can help my people. My vault."

"Okay, but what can I do about that?" He said regaining some composure.

"How about I...make you...feel good?" Madeline moved a hand to caress his chest. He looked confused for a moment.

"I could keep you...um...company when you are on duty." she whispered in his ear sensually as to leave no room for doubt.

"That...uh...I...I don't know..." he squirmed unsure. Madeline took his earlobe in her mouth and sucked it gently. One hand moved to his crotch. He was firm as a rock. She rubbed it slowly. She thought she heard him whimper as she moved to her knees in front of him.

"I...uh.." she cut him off as her soft hands moved inside his pants and stroked his shaft. He closed his eyes in pleasure. She moved his pants down just enough to reveal his stiff manhood. It wasn't big by any means, in fact she was pretty small. Just meant she could pleasure more of him at a time with her mouth. And pleasure him she did. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked rapidly.

"Oghhhh uhghgh" he moaned as her lips worked along his shaft and head.

His small cock had even less stamina and was no match for her soft, warm mouth. He groaned quickly and let his warm jucies fill Madeline's mouth. It was an easy swallow. He came so fast it wasn't much. Madeline found that unless the man had a particularly high virility a quick fuck (or suck) meant less cum without a lot of build up.

Madeline pulled off his cock and looked up at him.

"See," she said smiling "wasn't that nice?"

"Wew uuh Yeah...I...uh...oh." he said with a sigh.

"Just tell other Boomers good things about me and I can do this a lot more often okay?" Madeline said moving to her feet slowly.

"Yeah okay that sounds good. I ummmm I will keep it secret." he said pulling his pants up awkwardly.

He pulled them up just in time too. The trap door to the tower opened up and another young boomer guard crawled up. The two guards gave eachother puzzled looks. The guard leaving handed the bionculars to his replacement and left without a word.

The new guard put the lanyard of the binoculars over his head and questioned Madeline.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded.

"Can I borrow your binoculars?" she ask wolfishly as she stepped closer.