Chapter 2 - Living at Lena's House

Chapter 2:

It had been a few weeks since Watchcon. I hadn’t shown my face to the outside world because, ya’know, I was still the guy who wanted to fuck Tracer. Little did anyone know but I actually DID fuck Tracer. Not that I want that sort of information getting out but yeah, it had happened.
After Watchcon, Tracer and I really hit it off. She suggested I move in with her to help with her ”needs” so to speak. To be honest, It wasn’t bad. I moved from a shit job as a cashier at Blizzard Ice-Cream, to a fucktoy for Lena Oxton whenever she wanted. What nobody knew besides me was that Lena Oxton, former pilot and respected Overwatch member, was a fucking dynamo in the sack. Almost every day when she came home she wanted to fuck. It was obscene how much dick the woman could take.
Tonight was a little different, however. Lena was off on some mission and I was in her home, an amazing, top-of-the-line apartment with chrono-displacers littering every room. In here Lena could freely take off her harness and mess around without fear of chronal displacement... not to mention taking my cock with her. I lazily flipped through the channels, content at being a "fucktoy" "house boyfriend" or whatever title you'd like to slap me with.
Then, as always, the door flung open, flung shut, and Lena was there on the couch. She looked a little worn out but not worse for wear. Her pixie hair brushed to the side, same as always and her magnificent ass making me jealous of the couch she sat on. “Evening luv, anything good on the tele?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. One of her still-gloved hands went straight to my thigh, squeezing it. No doubt about it, she wanted me like a drug.
I shrugged, turning off the tv. “Not at all Lena. There are people who are still talking about what I said at Watchcon, your exploits with the bad guys and saving citizens, Reaper and Widowmaker still at large...” At this, Lena chuckled. I wasn’t sure why, but she just did. “Well luv, Widowmaker is always going to be at large until she sucks some of the fat out of her big butt and puts it on her tiny tits. Speaking off tits, asses and large things...” Lena popped up from her seat, freely stripping down in front of me. We kept the blinds and windows shut so no one would get a peek into our cozy little situation and Lena had become more than comfortable with being nude around me.
“I'm going to take a shower luv. How-bout you get down to your knickers and we’ll have some more jolly right fun tonight, hmm?”
Cock thrusts were essentially the currency in Tracer’s house and I decided it was high time I paid the rent. But, much as I might like like to, we had decided not to fuck in the shower. Not after that one time Lena slipped and nearly broke her neck while I was pounding her cunt like Jacques Cousteau exploring the Marianas trench.
Lena giggled as she slipped off her cotton union jack panties, still moist from all the action earlier and tossed them in my direction. I could just barely catch a hint of her sweet sent wafting in the air before she skipped off to the shower. I moved over to the bedroom, getting nice and cozy as I waited for her to emerge. Sitting on the bed, I stared at my dick already in full salute. “Well hello to you too chief,” I said in boredom while I waited for Lena to finish her shower. Moments turned to minutes and minutes turned to what seemed like hours (really it had only been 10mins). I sat there confused. “Lena? Hello? Are you ready?” I asked, getting up and stepping out into the hall. Where had my little time vixen gone? My dick was getting lonely without the comfortable folds of her snatch bearing down on me.
Then I heard from behind me.
“Ahem?”
Turning around, there was Lena. She gave a sly grin, wiggling her body at me and beckoning me to her with two fingers. “Here I am, sitt'n on this bed dripping wet and you are looking out into the hall. What’s wrong wit ya luv? Afraid Winston's gonna come and King Kong me away from ya?” She snickered.
I didn’t even hesitate. Leaping on her like a tiger in heat, I pressed myself deep into her snatch. Lena didn't hesitate either, while still on her back she thrust her legs in the air, wrapping them around me and locking my rock hard cock inside her.
It was awesome!... yet, I could quickly tell something was off. Lena felt it too but neither of us couldn’t quite put her finger on it. What started as raunchy animalistic fucking, rapidly turned into....well...not fucking. Lena just couldn’t get into it. “Lena, babe, you doing alright?” I asked. Even though her face was blushing and her breathing had quickened, she just wasn’t into it.
“I-I’ll...be honest luv. I’m not really feelin’ it tonight.” I felt my heart sink a bit. “Maybe you could try a new position or something? I’m just too dry to get any actual fucking done here, and well, can’t call in the cavalry unless the pistons are hydrated, ya know?” I pulled out, feeling a bit saddened. Had I lost my touch? Had Lena gotten bored of my dick already?
Pulling away, I grabbed some of the lube that was sitting on the nightstand and began to make my dick more greasy than a bucket of Kentucky fried. Lena rolled over, lying on her belly and sharply arched her back causing her ass to perk up in the air. “Maybe if you take me this way, luv, I’ll enjoy it a bit more?”
I simply nodded in agreement as I grasped her supple ass, squeezing it tightly in my hands. “Alright then, I'll just....” I stopped mid-sentence. Tracer paused, a little confused. I had fallen into a trance as I grasped at her sweet bubble butt (Not nearly as thick as Widowmaker's phat booty but it’d make any man want to be nose deep in those perfect buns), I began to knead my fingers into her soft skin. Using both my thumbs and pressing down, I began to spread open her sexy ass meat, like parting two fluffy clouds. Her cute little starfish was now staring me in the face. Daring me.
“I know this is not the best time luv but I think you might have knocked me up, haven’t had me period in a while. I may need to revert back a week or two and-“ Lena kept droning on, but her voice just sounded like tones to me as I was now mesmerized by that little hole. Should I? COULD I? I had mentioned it to her before but we had never actually gotten around to doing it. It was too late to stop now though, I could feel the temptation rising up inside me, like a flame turning into an inferno. My dick was twitching widely in the air with sheer anticipation. I was ready.
Tracer kept on as my thumbs kept her ass parted wide... and then, I did it. With the precision of a Canadian sniper, I drove my cock deep into her waiting ass. Unlike her pussy (tight as that may be), the heat and grasp of her ass was all-consuming. I inexplicably grunted out loud at just how right it felt around my cock. Lena, however, was a bit more than surprised. She squealed sharply as the cheeks of her ass puckered together, flexing upward just as my dick found solace inside her.
“W-WHAT THE FUCK'N FUCK!?!?” she cried.
“I-I'm S-Sorry! I just...I couldn’t help myself Lena! Your ass was so... and I thought-"
“WHAT KIND OF A WANKER JUST SHAGS A GIRL'S ASS WITHOUT ASKING!?”
I hung my head thinking to myself that my free ride of sex for rent had come to an end. “I-I’m sorry, I’ll take it out ok?” As my dick was pulled free however, Tracer let out an unexpected moan that made her sound like a bitch in heat. I looked down to see my throbbing dick still half way inside her asshole, which was now welcomingly tightening around my manhood, as if to say: please, don't go. My middle finger went down to her snatch as I rested pressure directly on her now swelling clit. Forecast for tonight: horny, with a 90% chance of rain.
“...I-I didn’t say stop...” She moaned, a sheepish look of pleasure flushing over her face. As if looking toward a camera, I turned to the left smiling with a devilish grin. Once again digging my thumbs into her butt, I drove my cock right back into the warmth of her ass. Again, she squealed. Maybe she was an anal virgin or maybe she secretly wanted this all along, either way she was on cloud nine as I went in balls-deep.
I pushed in and began to grind on her ass, my dick wriggling around and stirring her up inside as I pumped in and out.
“F-Fuck...ok...s-so...anal is your thing.” I exclaimed, burying myself once more in her ass meat as I heard her let out yet another slutty moan of pure desire. The heat of her ass was not unlike that of her pussy, it just felt a bit, tighter around my dick. “Ugh, why d-didn’t you tell me you were into this?” I grunted.
Tracer groaned and was now hungrily bucking against my dick, which then caused me to loose my grip. All at once those thick cheeks engulfed my throbbing cock, suffocating it as I let out my own groan of ecstasy. She turned peering at me from her semi-doggy position, with that impish little grin, as she swayed her ass back and forth against my dick.
"luv?"
"yes?" I paused.
“Just shut up and plow me!” I wasn’t one to refuse a lady's request and by no means was I going to refuse this one, so I dove back in... and hard. Again and again, we humped and fucked each other. Lena was insatiable, like a woman possessed, she just couldn't get enough of my cock and I found myself needing to pretty much dig entirely into her ass just so we would stay in rhythm. This was a HUGE departure from our normal sex. I could feel her pussy dripping juices as the wetness ran down my leg, her sweating ass graciously accepting my pre-cum as I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. “That’s it you cheeky bugger, fuck my ass! fuck it! fuck it! fuck it! fuck it! fuck it!” her voice reverberated and echoed off the bedroom walls as I could feel her asshole stretching and tightening around me, vigorously milking my dick for all it was worth.

We were so enthralled with our anal escapade that we couldn’t even hear the phone ringing. Probably the Watchcon producers calling to ask Lena about her odd behavior during the last panel, but... who cared!?
Tracer leaned forward burying her face in the pillows and arching her back as high as it would go as she reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks apart before pushing back on my dick in one final thrust.
"Oh F-Fuck, I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" I could feel my balls swell up as I looked down to see a bulge of cum building up, causing my entire dick to distend. My hands gripped onto Lena's hands, keeping her ass held wide open as what can only be described as Hiroshima Part 2 took place. Thick heavy globs of my saved up load erupted inside her ass, filling her little butthole to the brim. The salvo of jizz shooting inside her, over and over as her ass drank deep of my bountiful gift. I was still felling a bit dizzy from unleashing such an attack, when suddenly I felt one of Lena's legs begin to quiver. "O-Oh F-Fuck me! YEEESSS!" I knew what was coming. Quickly I began to rapidly rub her stiff little clit as she came, but what happened next I couldn't have foreseen. A torrential flood burst forth from her pussy, rocketing across the sheets and floor and splashing against the wall. Even my dick was forced out of her ass as the tsunami continued to wet the bed. Lena collapsed, letting out a groan only befitting of the direst of sluts. I however, just stayed there for a minute, trying my best to comprehend what the fuck just happened.
It wasn't long though before I heard her sweet voice again.
"come here luv."
I laid down on the bed next to her as she held me, nuzzling her head under my chin.
"you're the best... luv." I said feeling like a king who had just conquered a dynasty.
Tracer just giggled and looked up at me with an innocent twinkle in her eyes... "that's my line."