“I want you inside me.” She told him. He nodded eagerly and returned to the foot of the bed. She opened her thighs and felt him position the tip of his cock at her opening. She bit her bottom lip in anticipation and gasped as he slid easily inside her, her pussy slick with her juices and his saliva from his earlier attention.
She wrapped her legs around him pulling him in as tightly as she could. He leaned forward, his lips finding hers. She could sense his hunger as he began to slide in and out of her, his lips kissing passionately down the side of her neck.
"Yes! Just like that!" She panted, clamping her legs around his thighs even more tightly, pulling him in deeper. "Fuck me Ethan, fuck me harder!" He rammed his cock inside her harder and faster, spurred on by her words. Maxine gasped, feeling the beginnings of another climax building inside her.
“Yes Ethan! You’re going to make me come! Fuck me! Fuck me!” She raked her fingernails down Ethan’s back as he pounded into her and sent her over the edge. She stiffened beneath him, throwing back her head and arching her back before letting out a long, guttural cry of ecstasy as he brought her to a powerful orgasm. Her body trembled with each wave of pleasure as she bucked beneath him before finally relaxing, her legs releasing their tight hold on Ethan’s thighs. Ethan’s grunts had grown louder and more intense as he continued to slide his thick cock into her well lubricated hole.
“That felt so good Ethan. You’re getting close too aren’t you?” She whispered into Ethan’s ear. He groaned with pleasure, making her smile as she enjoyed the power her words were having over him. "I can't wait to feel you come inside me." she added. "I've been touching myself while imagining this since I sucked your cock and swallowed your come three days ago." Chance would be a fine thing, she thought. She'd seen more action since she'd given him that life saving blowjob than during the previous six months!
"You dirty bitch!" He replied, pulling away from her a little. She could see his smile in the darkness.
"Yes I am." She replied as he continued to pound into her. "I loved feeling you shoot your hot come into my mouth and I can't wait to feel you coming inside my tight pussy."
"I'm not going to last much longer if you keep talking like that." He grunted, gritting his teeth.
"Then I better not mention how I'd love to feel you splatter my face with your come." She teased, visions of Rebecca's smiling face dripping with Nate's sticky come from just a few hours earlier running through her mind's eye.
"Oh fuck!" Ethan grunted, stiffening and arching his back before erupting inside her with a cry of ecstasy. She grinned broadly as she watched his face in the darkness. His eyes closed, his mouth dropping open as he filled her pussy with his come
"Wow!" He said, as his climax ebbed. He pulled out of her and slumped onto his back beside her, his body covered in a sheen of perspiration. He gazed over at her, their eyes meeting. They embraced and drifted off to a satisfied sleep in moments.
Maxine yawned and stretched as she awoke, climbing out of the bed and padding about Ethan’s quarters, looking for some water. She found a large container full and poured some into a plastic beaker. As she sipped at it, she noticed the light catching something under the bed. It was the aluminium attaché case that Ethan had kept close when she first met him. She wondered what was inside that was so valuable to him. She glanced at Ethan, who was still sound asleep and for a moment was tempted to try and open it, but she resisted the urge. There was certainly something strange about him. The car she had found him in and his possessions didn’t look like they had come from any settlement she had been to. Though he clearly had medical knowledge, she still didn’t buy his story about the doctor, travelling from settlement to settlement. He was just too fresh and clean to have lived that life. He was like a relic from the old days before the war, a man out of time. She watched him as he slept, wondering what his real story was. Would she ever find out? Wastelanders were by their nature, very standoffish. No one trusted one another and for good reason. It was a dog eat dog world out there. She couldn’t help but wonder if Ethan was different. He certainly seemed genuine. He stirred in his sleep and his grey eyes flicked open. He focused on her and smiled.
“Good morning.” He smiled.
“Good morning.” She replied, enjoying feeling his gaze on her naked body. A smile played at the corner of his lips for a moment before vanishing as he thought better of it.
“I’d better check on Rebecca and see how she’s getting on.” Ethan said reluctantly as he climbed out of the bed. “You can stay here if you like?”
Tempting as it was to stay and return to the comfort and luxury of the bed covers, she decided she had better check on Rebecca herself.
“How are you doing?” Maxine asked Rebecca. She was lying on a gurney in the medical portacabin with her leg heavily bandaged up. Ethan scribbled some notes on a clipboard at the foot of the gurney.
“Surviving.” Rebecca replied, rubbing the bandage gingerly. “Thanks by the way. I’m sure, especially after what I did to you, you might have cut your losses and ran. Thank you for having faith in me. I promise I’ll pay you back whatever it cost you to patch me up.” Maxine blushed and glanced sideways at Ethan, who smiled bashfully. Rebecca looked from Maxine to Ethan and a smile crossed her lips. “Okaaaaaaaaay. I won’t ask. What’s the plan?”
“For you the plan is to let that leg heal.” Ethan told her. “You’re not going anywhere for a few days.”
“What will you do?” Rebecca asked Maxine.
“You’re welcome to stay with me until she’s recovered.” Ethan told her. Maxine had to admit that the offer was tempting, but she slowly shook her head.
“No, I have some trading to do. I need to barter for a new tyre and I know they have a selection back at Hope Town.” Ethan nodded.
“Well, hopefully by the time you return, Rebecca will be back on her feet.” He paused thoughtfully for a moment. “When you return, I have a proposition for both of you that might be of interest.”
“A business proposition?” Maxine raised an eyebrow.
“Kind of.” Ethan replied, a half smile on his face.
“Well, spit it out.” Maxine glared at him suspiciously. “Please don’t tell me it’s the obvious proposition a man might make to two women?”
Ethan’s eyes widened in realisation. “No, no, no! Nothing like that I promise! I’ve got some details to straighten out first, so we’ll talk when you return.” Maxine’s expression softened.
“Intriguing.” Maxine smiled. “I’ll see you in a few days then.” Ethan returned her smile and leant in to kiss her. Maxine’s eyes widened in surprise at this affectionate act, but she leant slightly forward and met his lips.
“See you in a few days.” She murmured, leaving the portacabin before he noticed she was blushing.
Chapter 7
Maxine drove through the gates of Hope Town, the tyres kicking up the dust. She parked up and made her way through the shantytown towards the stock exchange. She stepped inside.
“Red!” Lucas smiled from behind the counter. “Good to see you again so soon. I almost didn’t recognise you with your clothes on!” His heavyset colleague chuckled. The crossbow twitched in Maxine’s hand. Lucas threw his arms up in apology. “Sorry. Bad joke. No offence intended. What can we do for you?”
“I want a new tyre.” Maxine replied. “You got anything?”
“A new tyre for a Mustang…” Lucas whistled. “Pretty rare thing to find in this day and age.”
“Do you have one or not?” Maxine snapped.
“Honestly, no.” Lucas shrugged. “I wish I did. I’d even sell it to you at a good price. I had a hell of a time in that shower the other night and Bob here’s enjoyed tell of it.”
“You’re a true gentleman.” Maxine growled.
“I might be able to help you out with the tyre.” Lucas continued, ignoring her sarcasm. “I know a place where I’ve got a lot of my goods in the past. I’ve seen Mustang tyres there, so you can just grab what you wa
nt. All I ask is you come on a stock run with us. You look like you know how to handle yourself. Hell, I’ll even throw in some fuel for getting there and back.”
Maxine slowly nodded. “Ok. When do we leave?”
“No time like the present.” Lucas smiled.
Maxine looked in the rear view mirror as Hope Town disappeared in the distance. Alongside her, Bob was driving a battered pickup truck with armour plating welded over the bodywork. Lucas had insisted on literally riding shotgun with her, the sawn off weapon resting across his lap, while he casually gazed out of the open passenger side window, his arm resting on the door. She had been reluctant to let Lucas ride with her as she didn’t trust him as far as she could throw him. Her recent experience with Rebecca’s betrayal had made her even more wary of passengers, particularly when they were armed, but Lucas had insisted in case they got separated, so they could both find their destination.
“What is this place?” She asked Lucas.
“It’s a vehicle spares warehouse.” He replied, turning to her. “I used to get parts from there back in the day before everything went to hell. It’s out in the middle of nowhere, so it’s not been ransacked as thoroughly as most places.”
“How far away is it?”
“Three hours, give or take.”
“So we’ll have to stay out overnight?”
“Yeah. We’ll stay in the warehouse and set off back at first light.”
“And this fact slipped your mind?” Maxine narrowed her eyes.
“Hey, you never asked!” Lucas grinned. “Look, seriously, there’s no agenda here. This is purely a mutually beneficial business trip.”
“Can I have that in writing?” Maxine muttered, wondering if this was the latest bad call she had made. She seemed to be making a habit of them recently.
The drive to the warehouse went largely without incident. Lucas made small talk and chatted about his life before the apocalypse. Despite his roguish manner, she had warmed to him a little. He had obviously worked hard to get Hope Town running and had made difficult choices along the way. He was certainly arrogant and self-centred, but he did have a certain charm about him. Finally, they passed through the charred remains of a town, long since abandoned. Some buildings had collapsed, while others were burnt out. Rusty shells of cars lined the streets. Debris littered the roads and it crossed her mind that it would be ironic if she was to pick up a puncture on her way to procure a spare tyre. As they ventured deeper into the town, Maxine looked from side to side nervously, feeling hemmed in by the tall buildings to each side.
“Nice spot for an ambush.” She muttered.
“Relax. No one lives here.” Lucas told her nonchalantly. “I’ve been through here countless times and all I’ve ever seen is rats and the odd wild dog.” Maxine nodded, though continued to look for any signs of an ambush as they drove through the eerily quiet ghost town. She could feel the tension in her shoulders and her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as her eyes flitted to each side road and corner. As they finally left the town without incident, Maxine breathed a sigh of relief.
“See, I told you.” Lucas smiled smugly. “Completely abandoned.” She ignored him and accelerated, glad to leave the claustrophobic streets behind and return to the open road. Twenty minutes later, they turned off onto a narrow road that was cracked and overgrown with weeds. They drove for a couple of miles, climbing up hill. When they reached the top, Maxine saw their destination. A large warehouse, which apart from a large hole where part of the roof had collapsed at one end, appeared largely intact. Lucas had collected the shotgun from his lap and was sitting up, gazing intently at the warehouse.
“Expecting trouble?” Maxine asked.
“I’m sure neither of us has lived this long in the wasteland by being reckless.” Lucas murmured. “I haven’t been here in months. You never know what scum might have moved in since then.”
Maxine stopped the car outside and climbed out, taking her crossbow with her. Bob parked the pickup truck next to her and he and Lucas joined her, both wielding shotguns. They silently approached a doorway, stepping over the splintered remains of the door lying on the ground in front. They passed through into the warehouse, shafts of light from skylights in the roof illuminating the gloomy interior. Maxine’s eyes lit up. There were rows and rows of racking with pallets of car parts stacked everywhere. She could see how Lucas had made a good life for himself with this treasure trove to sell.
“Wow.” She whispered. Lucas nodded.
“I know.” He smiled. “Sometimes I have nightmares that I come here and it’s all been cleaned out and I find nothing but empty racking.”
There was a clatter from across the warehouse and all three of them jumped and raised their weapons. Lucas nodded in the direction of the sound and they began to move cautiously towards the source. Maxine peered through the gloom, trying to make out what lay across the warehouse from them. The racks of pallets provided plenty of opportunities for an ambush. Perhaps the trap had already been sprung and they were already surrounded. There was another loud noise as something metal clattered on the concrete floor of the warehouse. They walked slowly and carefully down the row of racking towards the noise, swinging their weapons left and right, covering all the shadowy gaps between pallets as they went. Maxine kept glancing behind them, expecting their exit to be cut off. Finally they emerged at the far end of the warehouse. Maxine realised that her teeth were gritted and her hands were balled into fists. She tried to relax. Perhaps there was no ambush. Suddenly, a shape burst out from behind a pallet just to their right, they all swung their weapons in its direction and there was a deafening blast as Bob fired his shotgun. The shape was snatched out of the air by the impact of the shell, hitting the floor with an audible thud. Maxine moved towards it, her crossbow trained on it.
“It’s a dog!” She said, recognising the dark form.
“Great!” Lucas smiled. “That’s dinner sorted out then…”
They huddled by a fire underneath the hole in the warehouse roof. The night had drawn in and the stars were just about visible through the ash cloud that swathed the planet high in the sky. The remains of the dog’s carcass hung on a spit over the fire and they all had full bellies.
“Do you remember a time when the very thought of eating dog would be abhorrent?” Maxine mused, as she pulled a sliver of meat from between her teeth.
“She means disgusting.” Lucas told Bob. He nodded his understanding. “Yeah, it’s not exactly T Bone steak is it, but you have to eat.”
“In the early days, I used to snare rats.” Maxine remembered with a shudder. “It took me a while before I could keep it down.”
“You soon build up a strong stomach in the wasteland.” Lucas agreed.
“Your friend’s a quiet one.” Maxine nodded in the direction of Bob.
“He’s a man of few words.” Lucas conceded, glancing over the stocky man, who was gnawing the last strips of meat from a bone. “You’re useful when things get violent though aren’t you Bob?” Bob smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Lucas yawned and stretched. “Anyway, I think I’ll get some shut eye. We’ll get loaded up at first light and set off back to Hope Town.” Maxine nodded and stretched out, pulling her blanket up around her and settled down to sleep.
Maxine awoke with a start. Her skin felt clammy with perspiration. She had been dreaming about Rebecca and her tryst with Nate and his two friends, only it had been her on her knees instead of Rebecca, the three men's cocks lined up in front of her face. Maxine reached down under the blanket and slid her hand between her legs. She was dripping wet. As she slid her fingers down, she touched her clit sending a shiver of excitement coursing through her body. She looked furtively over at her companions. Lucas seemed to be fast asleep and Bob was softly snoring. Maxine smiled and closed her eyes, imagining the three hardened cocks waving in front of her. Her fingers slipped inside her as she imagined parting her lips and taking each one in turn into her mouth and sliding her tongue all over th
eir bulbous heads. She let out an involuntary grunt as her pussy responded to her touch. She could feel herself getting closer and in her mind’s eye, her head bobbed on each cock in turn, getting the men all ready to come at the same time. She imagined pulling back from them and tipping her head back, her mouth gaping open in readiness as she was rewarded by three simultaneous orgasms as the three cocks splattered her face and chest. She could almost feel the warmth of the come on her face and taste it in her mouth. She bit down on her bottom lip to stifle her own orgasm as she felt the warmth radiate out from her pussy. She smiled with satisfaction and opened her eyes. She could hear Bob snoring and she cast her eyes over to Lucas. Her eyes widened when she found herself gazing into his eyes, a smile on his face. His hand was very obviously wrapped around his cock as he brazenly continued to masturbate.
"Don't stop on my account." He grinned. Her initial shock dissipated and she found herself quite excited by Lucas watching her while stroking his cock. She kicked off the blanket and quickly pulled off her clothes, thrusting her hand back between her legs, her fingers gliding over the soft moist folds of her pussy. Lucas followed suit, throwing off his blanket and clothes, his rock hard cock waving in the air, the tip glistening with pre come. He wrapped his hand back around it and began to stroke himself, his eyes fixed on Maxine. Maxine panted with excitement as they masturbated to the sight of one another. Maxine couldn't help herself and crawled over to Lucas. He smiled in anticipation as she swung her leg over his head and settled down on her knees, astride him facing his erect cock, his hand continuing to stroke himself. She lowered her wet pussy down onto his waiting mouth and trembled with excitement as she felt his tongue lick the length of her labia. Maxine let out a loud moan of pleasure as he flicked the tip of his tongue against the sensitive nub of her clit. She bit down hard on her lower lip to stifle her moans and glanced in Bob's direction. Relieved to find he was still snoring, sound asleep on the far side of the dying embers of the fire, Maxine turned her attention back to Lucas. He lapped at her pussy and had grasped her hips with both hands, pulling her down onto him and burying his face in her moist folds. His rock hard cock swayed from side to side, seeking attention and she was only too happy to oblige. She bent forward, taking his shaft in her hand and dipped her head, guiding it into her mouth. She closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of his cock against her tongue, the taste of his pre come, even the smell of him. Lucas moaned between her legs as she slid her lips lower, the delicious vibrations causing her to grind her pussy against him. Maxine began to bob her head up and down Lucas's shaft while he continued to lap at her soaking wet pussy. He felt so warm and hard inside her mouth and she could feel the onset of another orgasm rapidly approaching. She pulled his cock free of her mouth and sat upright, clasping a hand over her mouth to muffle her cry of ecstasy as she came again. She pulled off Lucas's face and shimmied down his body, grasping his cock and guiding it to the entrance to his pussy. She looked over her shoulder at him, panting with need as she prepared to take him inside her. He smiled back at her, his face wet with her juices. She slowly sank down onto his rigid shaft, gasping as the tip penetrated her. She slid his full length inside her and began to rock back and forth, enjoying his stifled moans as she did so. She felt his hands grasp her hips and thrust up inside her. She took his lead and began to ride him. Maxine moaned with pleasure, any attempt to keep quiet forgotten as she lost herself in the moment. Lucas too grunted loudly as she rode him with wild abandon.
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