Chapter 10: Wild West NIght [Ashe]
Summary:
Angela and Amélie go to Arizona to help McCree recover a valuable Overwatch asset. Ashe tries to stop them...y'all know how this gonna turn out.
Angela sighed as she sat back in the seat on the plane, looking up at Amélie as she rode her cock. Despite trying to keep from doing anything else wrong in the jet, because she knew the Omnics that cleaned it at the Overwatch base were talking, she couldn't stop the blue sniper from taking what she wanted.
"Seriously, Amélie, I'm trying to make a recording," Angela moaned, her hips rolling up into Amélie's despite her protests. "You are insatiable, woman."
"Your fault, Cherie," Amélie said with a moan, rolling her hips against Angela's and feeling the cock in her throbbing. "I enjoy it so much. I'm starting to get envious of all the girls I have to share it with."
"It is a problem," Angela said, grabbing Amelie's tits and resigning herself to the fact that she was just as much a victim of her own design as she was the instigator. "I'm starting to think I should find a way to remove it."
"Don't you dare," Amélie moaned, her fingers moving to her clit as she kept getting Angela's cock inside of her. "You do, you'll break a lot of girls' hearts. And you know you can't resist us."
"That's the sad part!" Angela moaned, thrusting into Amélie and feeling herself cum. The blue-skinned woman shuddered around the doctor's cock, Angela's head falling against Amélie's shoulder. "Satisfied, darling?"
Amélie nodded, whimpering as she slowly slid off of the cock, cum leaking from her pussy as she collapsed beside Angela on the bench. "How much longer?"
"An hour," Angela said, looking at her tablet. "Clean up and rest, check your rifle. I need you perched the moment we land."
"Mmmhmm," Amélie said, sitting up and grabbing her skintight bodysuit from the floor and pulling it on, shuddering at the feel of the cold fabric against her pussy. "Fuck…"
Angela chuckled, putting her skirt down after tucking her softening shaft away. She grabbed her tablet and opened another file, sighing softly.
Dr. Angela Ziegler HEGZ
January 12, 2078
I'm en route with Am élie to Arizona at the moment at Jesse McCree's request. It appears after a couple of years of searching, he's finally found Dr. Mina Liao's last project, Echo, and wants us to bring her back to Overwatch. I know of Jesse's fondness for the AI, having been her bodyguard while Dr. Liao worked on her. I just hope Jesse knows what he's doing.
We're targeting the Deadlock Gang, Jesse's old gang, led by Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe, or Calamity Ashe as she was called in the papers a decade ago. Deadlock isn't so tough on their own, but if enough of them get in one spot, it could spell trouble. Especially if Ashe unleashes BOB, a massive Omnic Butler that does whatever she wants. I hope that we can settle this and walk away with Echo without a fight, but I know better than to wish for that.
I also know, based on how the last several months have gone, that it won't be a fight we have. This penis seems to have a mind of its own, and it makes it difficult to do my job otherwise. I have to be secreting some kind of pheromone that makes me irresistible or makes women drawn to me, as I've had several women in the shops around the base offer money to sleep with them. Further research will have to be done on this.
We're roughly forty minutes from landing near Jesse's location. I hope things will be fine. I can't promise myself, or even Am élie that they will be. I just have to keep hoping.
She shut the recording, looking over and seeing Amélie cleaning her rifle. "Is it still in working order?"
"Of course. This seems to be the only thing I can keep working, other than your cock, darling," the French woman said with a smirk.
Angela snickered softly, shaking her head. "Some days, I do not know what to do with you girls," she said. She looked over as the tablet beeped, seeing they were less then a half hour out from landing. "When we land, I need you to find a vantage point that'll allow you to see everything. I'll meet with Jesse, and hopefully we can get Echo back without it turning into an incident."
"Though we both know, Angela, that you'll end up fucking Ashe at some point," Amélie said with a smirk, putting her gun back together. She removed the bullets from the magazine, digging into her bag and taking a case out, setting it on the table.
"What's that?" Angela asked.
"Something I borrowed from your lab. Ana's sleep rounds. If I can get a good angle on Ashe, I can hit her with this and knock her out. It will give McCree time to take out the rest of Deadlock and secure Echo while we secure Ashe," Amélie said. "What do you think?"
"…I forgot I had those. Would seriously come in handy when Hana gets too cum drunk to think," Angela laughed. "Good thinking, Amélie."
Half an hour later the plane landed, and Angela grabbed her Caduceus Staff, flying out of the jet and hearing Amélie behind her, grappling up and taking off. After a minute in the air, she dropped down and landed behind Jesse, Amélie landing beside her. "Jesse."
Turning, Jesse McCree smiled as he looked at the two women. "Well, ain't y'all a sight for sore eyes," he said. He chuckled when Angela hugged him, patting her back. "Angie, it's been way too long."
"It truly has, Jesse," she said with a smile. "Any update?"
"I scoped out the base, know where they're keepin' Echo. I can show Amélie a good vantage while we go in to get her," Jesse said.
"I'm sure I can find a good one, cowboy," Amélie said with a smirk. She grappled up and jumped onto the roof of a nearby building, laying down and setting her scope. "Ready when you both are, Angela."
Angela nodded before shaking her head. "We have a plan, Jesse. We'll distract them while you go get Echo. We have Ana's sleep darts loaded into Amélie's gun, so we can knock her out," she said.
"Good. Let's get to it," Jesse said, leading Angela down the street. "They got alarms all over the place, so they'll see us, and they'll come runnin'."
The two walked down the street, Angela looking around as she kept her hand on her gun holstered to her hip. As they walked, the alarms went off, filling the street with blaring noise as the Deadlock Gang rushed out and surrounded them.
"Well, boys. Long time no see," Jesse laughed, looking around as he turned to see all of the humans and Omnics surrounding them. "Where's the boss?"
"She's on her way. She wants us to deal with you first," one of the gang said, drawing his gun. "Too bad you and that blonde ain't gonna have a chance to fight back."
A shot rang out, the one talking dropping to the ground. "Too bad for you we brought a friend," Angela said, smirking as she drew her Staff, getting ready to use it. She looked around as the rest of the Gang drew their guns, knowing they stuck their foot into it.
"Enough!" a new voice yelled. Walking out of the base, Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe shouldered her rifle, BOB walking out behind her. "Jesse motherfucking McCree. What the hell brings you back here?"
"I just want the case, Ashe. Contents in it's somethin' important, and we can do this without more bloodshed," Jesse said.
"You really think I'm gonna just give that case back to you?" Ashe asked, walking forward and getting in Jesse's face. "Whatever's in it, it'll be worth a goddamn fortune."
"Ashe, you know I don't lie about shit like this. Just give me the case and I'll make sure you get a payout," Jesse said.
Ashe laughed, backhanding McCree. "You're still a naïve tool, McCree."
Angela looked behind her, tapping her ear softly. "Ashe. Let me enhance the offer," she said. "That case, it's an Overwatch project from before the fall. If we could just have it, I will give you three quarters of a million dollars. Please."
Ashe turned and walked over to Angela, smirking. "Do you even have it, Angel?'
"I have something," Angela said. A shot rang out, a sleep dart sticking out of Ashe's neck. "A sniper trained to put you to sleep."
"Oh…that's under…handed…." Ashe groaned, falling against Angela before passing out.
Angela lifted Ashe, looking at the rest of the Deadlock Gang. "All of you are going to be charged with accessory to theft of Overwatch property. That is a lot of years in jail. Add that to all of your other crimes, you're all looking at life or longer." The rest of the Gang scattered, taking off over hills and rooftops.
BOB stomped over, adjusting Jesse's hat and holding his hand out. "Mighty kind of you, BOB," Jesse said. "Angie, I'll catch up later."
Angela nodded. "I'll be at the Jet," she said. She walked down the street, knowing she'd have a few minutes before the sleep dart wore off, having a wicked idea for how to make Ashe comply with her. She reached up and smacked the outlaw's ass, smirking as she did. "Nice and tight."
Walking into the jet, Angela set Ashe in the chair beside the door and cuffed her hands in front of her, looking over as Amélie walked in. "Well, darling. Do you want to have some fun?" Angela asked, sitting down and pushing her skirt up as she fished her cock out of her lace panties. "Convince the outlaw to have some fun?"
Amélie smiled, setting her rifle down and unzipping her bodysuit, kneeling down and taking the blonde's cock in hand. "Don't mind if I do," she said, opening her mouth and starting to suck.
Angela moaned softly, threading her hand in Amélie's hair. She looked down at the blue-skinned sniper, feeling her cock hardening in her mouth. "Damn…" she moaned, her head falling back. "Out of everyone…you are the best cocksucker, darling."
Amélie giggled, pulling the cock out of her mouth and licking the shaft from base to tip, her hand teasing Angela's balls softly. "And you love it," she said, licking her lips.
A little bit later, Ashe mumbled as she woke up, shaking her head softly. She blinked and looked around, trying to figure out her location. Her head snapped up as she heard moaning, eyes landing on Angela and Amélie, the blue woman bouncing on Angela's lap facing her.
"What the hell!?" Ashe snarled, struggling against her handcuffs. "The fuck!?"
Amélie laughed and moaned, rolling her hips as Angela thrust up into her. "Mmm…good morning, Ashe," she said, whimpering as Angela slammed deeper into her.
"The hell!? Thought Overwatch's big doc was a woman," Ashe said, eyes glued to the cock buried in Amélie's dripping cunt. "What the fuck's goin' on?!"
Angela reached up and squeezed Amélie's tits, pinching her nipples as she thrust into the other woman. "It's the result of an experiment, Ashe," she said, making Amélie moan. "Answer me truthfully, Ashe. When was the last time you were laid?"
"Ain't none of your damn business!" Ashe yelled, hopping out of the chair. "Got that, bitch!?"
Amélie rolled her eyes, getting up off of Angela's cock and dropping to her knees, taking the shaft in hand before she put it back in her mouth, sucking her own juices off of it. "Mmm…so good," she moaned, digging her fingers into herself.
Ashe's eyes were glued again to Angela's cock, the white-haired woman unconsciously licking her lips. "How fuckin' big is that thing?"
"Just less than nine inches," Angela said, thrusting into Amélie's mouth. "You're welcome to join us if you agree to stop being such a bitch. Anger problems is a side effect of irregular sexual gratification. Answer me one thing and I'll let you have this cock. When was the last time you had proper sex?"
Ashe growled, trying to tug apart the cuffs as she slumped back in the chair. "Last time was…fuck…months ago? Did a round with the men in the gang, ain't none of them long lastin'. Quick shots the whole damn lot of them. Left me with blue beans…"
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Angela asked, Amélie laughing around her cock. "Mm…unlike this." She pulled out of Amélie's mouth, smirking at Ashe. "Well?"
Ashe licked her lips again, seeing the cock bobbing in front of her. "Mmm…fine. But then you're lettin' me go."
"Oh, Cherie, after she's done, you won't want to leave," Amélie said, sitting up on the couch and starting to play with her pussy slowly. "Trust me."
Angela undid Ashe's cuffs, tossing them on the table as the other woman stood up. "Get on your knees," she said.
Ashe grabbed Angela's cock, stroking it slowly. "Don't tell me what to do. Just because you got the cock, that don't mean you're the one givin' the orders," she said. She undid her vest with one hand, tossing it into the chair as it fell off of her shoulders, pulling her tie off before popping open the buttons to her white shirt. She dropped down to her knees and gave Angela's cock a lick, tasting Amélie as well as Angela for the first time.
Angela tossed Ashe's hat into the chair on top of her clothes, feeling the other woman start to suck on her cock. "Mmm….that feels good," she moaned softly, thrusting her hips into Ashe's face, making her cock go deeper.
Bobbing her head back and forth in time with Angela's thrusts, Ashe slid her hand down into her pants, teasing her wet pussy slowly, feeling how soaked her panties were after just a few minutes of blowing a big cock. "Fuck," she moaned, pulling back and looking up at Angela. "That's bigger than anything I've taken in a long time, Doc."
Angela smiled, looking down at Ashe. "Well, keep going, darling. I didn't tell you to stop," she said, grabbing Ashe's head and thrusting in again.
"Angela, are you--?" Amélie asked, her fingers buried in her pussy, thumb teasing her clit slowly.
"Maybe. Depends on if she's good or not," Angela said. As she watched Ashe continue to suck her cock, Angela felt her body starting to tighten up, knowing that her first load was coming quickly. She thrust into Ashe's mouth, biting her lip and moaning softly. "Ashe—"
"Do it. I like tastin' cum in my mouth," Ashe said, licking Angela's cock before she started sucking again. She looked up at Angela and smirked around her cock.
"Ashe…damn it," Angela growled. "I wanted to avoid—fuck!" She drove her hips into Ashe's mouth, flooding the platinum blonde's mouth with her cum. "Goddamn it…"
Ashe moaned as she felt Angela cumming in her mouth, sucking harder as she did. She swallowed and licked her lips, a tingling in her stomach surging to her pussy. She licked Angela's cock, looking up at the blonde and smiling. "Mmm…that was good," she said. "Got anymore for me, baby?" she asked, her free hand still moving under her pants.
Angela sighed, knowing what happened with Ashe. She reached down and dragged Ashe to her feet, throwing her on the couch beside Amélie. Angela walked up and undid Ashe's belt before tugging her pants down around her ankles, panties following. She watched the other woman fingering herself, and she slapped Ashe's ass. "I didn't tell you to masturbate, slut," she said. She pulled Ashe's hand away from her cunt, flipping the cowgirl onto her stomach and spreading her legs. "Beg for a good fuck."
Ashe moaned, wiggling her hips as she felt Angela behind her. "Mmm…please, please fuck me," she said. "I haven't had good dick in months, and I need it! Don't make me wait!"
Angela smiled, spreading Ashe's ass and getting a look at her dripping pussy and tight little ass. "Hmm…it's tempting to leave you like this. Dripping and begging for cock," she said. "But, since you did what I asked and asked me so nicely to fuck you, I'll oblige." She slid her cock into Ashe, gripping the slightly older woman's hips and starting to drive into her. "Fuck, you're tight…"
"Oh, god, that feels good," Ashe moaned, biting her lip as she rocked back on Angela. The feeling of the younger woman's cock in her pussy felt like heaven, fireworks going off behind her eyes as she felt full for the first time in months.
The two women moved in unison, Angela pulling out as Ashe lurched forward, both women meeting the others thrusts on the return stroke. Angela leaned forward and grabbed Ashe's tits, pinching her nipples and tugging as she did. She thrust harder into Ashe, feeling the older woman's pussy tightening around her cock.
"How…are you…so fucking good…" Ashe moaned, eyes rolling back in her head as she felt Angela's assault on her nipples continue, the blonde's cock slamming deeper into her.
"Practice," Angela said, moving one hand down to tease Ashe's clit. "Several women over the course of the day for the last few months. Ever since experimenting on myself and growing my cock." She slammed into Ashe, moving her other hand off of the cowgirl's tit and tugging at her hair, Ashe moaning out happily as she did. "Oh, found a kink for the cowgirl." She tightened her hand and pulled Ashe's head back, moaning as Ashe's cunt tightened around her cock.
"Fuck yes!" Ashe moaned, rolling her hips and meeting Angela's thrusts. "Fuck…gonna make me cum, Doc!"
"Do it then, you slut," Angela said, slapping Ashe's ass. "Cum on my cock. When I'm satisfied, then I'll give you what you want."
Ashe moaned and smiled as she felt Angela thrusting harder into her. She knew how close she was to finally getting a good orgasm, and she chased it as fast as she could. Her hands gripped the couch, looking over at Amélie who was sliding a dildo in and out of her own cunt, and she grinned. "Oh, you get this all the time…? Hell if I ain't…unnh…jealous!"
Amélie smiled, thrusting the dildo into her pussy before she pushed it into Ashe's mouth. "Well, if you're a good girl, you'll get the same amount of fucking in a week that we do, Cherie. You'll have to share her with four other girls, but that wouldn't be a problem for you, would it?" she asked, watching Ashe bob on the pussy coated dildo.
"Mmmnmm!" Ashe moaned, her eyes rolling back as she sucked the dildo and took Angela's cock, feeling the doctor pounding into her deeper. She moaned out around the toy in her mouth, her pussy squirting as she came hard. Her eyes rolled back, and she slumped onto the couch, the dildo sliding out of her mouth. "Fuck…"
Angela smirked, grabbing Amélie by the ponytail and dragging the blue-skinned woman up, kissing her hard. "I'm going to fill this whore. When I do, eat her pussy while I fuck you," she said.
"Yes, ma'am," Amélie moaned, fingers darting over her own clit as she watched Angela's cock drive into Ashe.
Angela slammed into Ashe one last time, pulling the cowgirl's hips flush with hers. "Oh, fuck…" she moaned, feeling her body cum as she let loose in Ashe's pussy. She stepped back, watching Ashe roll onto her back. "Not bad, cowgirl."
"Mmm…fuck yes…" Ashe moaned. She gasped and moaned when she felt Amélie's tongue against her leaking pussy, reaching down and running her fingers in the younger woman's blue hair. "Mm...and this one knows how to eat a pussy."
Amélie giggled, sliding her tongue against Ashe's clit and making her buck. "Plenty of practice, darling."
Angela smiled, slowly stroking her cock as she watched her pets in front of her. "Mm…good to be the queen," she said.
Forty-five minutes later, Angela was sat on the couch, her cock buried in Ashe's pussy again as the cowgirl rode her, Amélie kneeling between their legs and licking at Ashe's clit and Angela's cock, tasting both women. As the threesome continued, the sound of footsteps filled the air.
"Jesse," Angela said, growling as she pushed up into Ashe.
"Let him see," Ashe moaned, rolling her hips and crying out when Amélie tongued her clit. "Oh, right there, baby. Eat that cunt when I'm gettin' fucked!"
Angela looked under Ashe's arm, seeing Jesse walk onto the jet with BOB behind him. The cowboy stopped, seeing the naked forms of his friends and former gang leader in front of him, clearly all of them enjoying what was going on.
"The hell is goin' on!?" McCree asked, staring at Ashe as she bounced on Angela's cock, bliss on her face.
"Called a threesome, Jesse!" Ashe moaned, her head falling back as she came again, laughing as she did. "Oh, fuck yeah, that feels good!"
BOB looked at Angela and gave a thumbs up, setting a white container on the floor beside the wall. He backed up, tipping his hat and stepping back off of the jet.
"The hell…" Jesse said, blinking as he kept watching.
"There's a new leader in town, McCree. Looks like Deadlock's in her past," Angela said, her balls tightening as she deposited a second load of cum into Ashe. "It's a good thing I can't knock her up. She'd probably make you godfather just to see the look on your face!"
"I need a fucking drink…" Jesse sighed, facepalming and shaking his head. "And a bullet to the head…"