Label Play 2 - (Orientation Play Mini-Archive)

Episode: 'Watching Over: The Fast Brit's Idea of Fun (1)' (Lena & Emily/Overwatch)

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Lena Oxton was many things. A spunky gal, a very fast defender, and a loving girlfriend to Emily.

Still, despite her many things sounding like a good bundle, she was with flaws and... those were somewhat damaging her private life.

First, she was, as painfully as it was to admit, a 'quick-squirter'. Two fingers in and she would be gone for good for the entire night.

Emily always told her that it was fine. That this was supposed to be a small bump in their sex lives but... this, coupled with the fact she was always out of the flat, meant that it was getting even worse since the few rare times they could do it properly was always a quick thing for her and a tame thing for Emily.

After two years of this, a talk came up and Emily raised up her upset.

"Hun, we need to do something to spice things up. I love you, but that's why I am telling you we need to do something to fix... this."

Lena was glad that Emily told her this much, yet this alarm left the Tracer to ponder a lot over what was to be done.

Toys? They tried that and it only made her sexual endurance pretty much zero.

Finding another girl to have threesome with? No, that would just make the problem known to others in their tight community of gay friends.

"How about a guy?"

That very thought shock poor Lena to the core. "A-A guy? Luv, I know this may sounds a bit much but... that's crazy."

"I know, but let me explain. How about we pick someone from your old friends in the Air Force? Someone reliable that can, you know, make it 'weird' for us."

That was somewhat 'better'. It wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst. And yet Lena was very unsure if this was a good idea. She promised Emily she would look into it, but as she glanced at the matter through the list of peps from her former job, she knew that was still going to be a tough search.

There were so many good people... for normal stuff. Boys gonna be boys, after all, and it wasn't that weird for Lena to learn how most of those good lads were also quite horny in their private. And they would definitely abuse the opportunity to their sexual advantage.

Like hell she was going to let Emily get hurt by this.

No, she had to pick someone she could trust, that could do the job and... could keep this arrangement secret.

A rough task, but one that, much to her surprise and limited relief found a conclusion in a single name.

William 'Billy' Maxwell.

Little runt that had worked right under her during her time in the airforce. Good kid, cautious guy too.

He was a private person and he was one of the non-gay men in the mixed showers that didn't try to steal a look on her body. In fact, embarrassingly so, she may have seen him without a towel around his waist and... oh man, that was going to be awkward to handle since he was not small at all.

She still had his number, and she was soon giving him a call to check on him.

The conversation was brief, but she discerned a few things. He had moved out of the airforce for a desk job for the British Army, he was still single, and he was, by all means, in good relations with his 'boss'.

Being called that after so long made her feel warm in her chest. Lena did miss her time in the military for a time, but the accident had made this experience something of a sore spot from time to time.

They talked, they had a fun time exchanging information, and then Lena decided that just maybe they could give it a try.

"Oh? Do you have a pic?"

Always the curious one, Emily had pressed for more details. And she found Billy's profiles online. Guy had hit the beach just once this year and he was... well, he kept up his exercises.

"Damn, babe. Didn't know you had this kind of temptation back in the force."

The way her girlfriend teased her made poor Tracer a tomato-faced gal.

"L-Luv, don't give me that. There were some pervs back there."

"That's so? Was he one of those?"

"No, but-"

"So, he is good in your book?"

Gulping nervously, Lena nodded. "I suppose..."

There was still some doubt about this. Sure, Emily had previous relationships with men before she decided she was a lesbian, but Lena hardly had any of that. In fact, one could make the case that working for the military and focusing on her job made her less interested in the other sex and... more curious than else on how that would even fare out.

It didn't take too long for a 'first contact' plan to be made. Inviting him over for a simple dinner to check out if he was truly an approachable guy for this sort of situation.

Emily was buzzing with delight as it had been a while since they had invited someone over at their flat, and Lena was... sweating bullets since she did feel some second-hand embarrassment at thinking how Billy would react to dining with his ex-boss and her girlfriend.

That sort of worry vanished only as Billy arrived, looking hardly any different than the last time they spoke in person. Smiling, appearing a bit tired but overall sounding the same as 'usual', Billy Maxwell struck a nice mood with Lena and Emily.

More Lena than Emily. Lena had been so nervous this could have gone wrong that she had been quite happy to see it not escalating too much... until the very end.

"Say, Bill. You are still hooking up with girls, right?"

Emily's blunt approach almost made Lena choke on her water, while Billy appeared stunned by this sudden shift in the conversation.

"I... am? I am not actively pursuing a relationship or anything, just... doing working and needing-"

"Some relief from time to time. Which is fine," Emily remarked calmly, then smiling. "What do you think of helping a friend?"

"E-Ems!"

The freckled girl paused and pouted at her. "What?"

"W-We said not today."

...

"What is going on, boss?"

The confusion aimed at her made Lena sigh, cup her eyes in her hands, thinking if she should suppress the subject for the time being to save face or...

"I kind of have a favor to... ask."

Billy's frown deepened. "What kind of favor?"

A loud sigh left Tracer's lips. "My girlfriend and I... we had been having issues in bed. I will not elaborate beyond the fact we are trying to spice things up for a night or two, nothing too big or serious."

"You want to ask me to do a threesome?" The man asked, sounding more surprised than disgusted. "I mean, I thought you two were full-on lesbians."

"We are. But then there's straight couples that do things that count as 'gay' to make things spicy. So, can you blame us for thinking of that idea?"

"No," Billy backtracked over Emily's counter-point. "I just- Kind of a surprise."

"It's fine. It doesn't have to be tonight either, but we want to know if we can give it a try. Lena spoke highly of you both as a good guy and someone that can keep quiet about this sort of stuff."

...

"I guess? I mean, is boss even fine with this?"

Being called out again made the previously-silent Lena aware that the attention was back on her and her visible uncertainty on the matter. She looked at Emily's hopeful look and Billy's worried one.

She thought on how it would fare now that she knew Billy was still a good lad and, as she felt compelled to give it a try.

"I am for it."

Simple, and enough to confirm that there was a bit of an agreement. Billy said he would be free for the next weekend if they planned for it anytime soon and... Emily accepted.

When the guy left, Emily giggled over the tense posture adopted by her girlfriend.

"Don't be too hard on yourself, luv. I can smell you like it."

She huffed, always finding Emily's capacity to 'smell' her arousal a scarousing trait. Especially when she was right and her panties were stained already with some lewd juices.

The cunnilingus that came after that mellowed Lena a fair bit, and it was enough to sleep with a somewhat lighter mind compared to the one she had right after that dinner.

Days went by, Lena had shamefully looked into straight sex to try and prepare for the upcoming session, and she found it oddly difficult to keep her mind aware of what to expect.

Was he going to be rough? Was he going to be taking it fast or slow? Was he going to be disgusted by how quickly she could come if teased for a while?

The more she looked into videos, the more Lena grew also quite aroused by them. In some she saw Emily getting pounded silly, her freckled minx getting a taste of cock after so long, but some POV ones had her wondering if it was truly that good.

Hell, she felt like the sight of her snatch swallowing several inches of meat quite intriguing. Would it be filling? Exciting? Or actually unpleasant since she was more into girls?

The rabbithole gave her more questions than answers, and as the day approached, she decided that maybe she wasn't ready for it.

"You want me to be the only one enjoying this, babe?"

Emily was confused and, for the first time in a while, also nervous on that idea.

"Y-Yeah. Look, I am not going to mind it since I am there but... I don't think I can do it yet."

Despite appearing unsure, Emily nodded and accepted the situation.

The 'day' came. It was night, but it was fair to say Tracer was still uneasy over what was to come from that experience.

Emily? She was not that displeased. The only issue being that her girlfriend wasn't tagging along and she was meant to do it with someone she had barely any familiarity with.

Still, that didn't stop her from undressing and, once Billy had done the same, drop to her knees and actually go for the big prize itself.

Lena shuddered as she saw her girlfriend servicing her former subordinate like that. To his credit, Billy wasn't doing anything too pushy as the freckled lesbian happily kissed all over his cock and then showed what she learned from her previous relationships.

Emily's tame approach soon escalated as she gave one last kiss over the tip before swallowing bellend and beyond.

She reached to the mid-point, then pulled away to kiss it again. She did this a few more times, getting comfortable with the size of it and then, she increased the pace.

Having removed her own clothes too, Lena couldn't stop teasing herself. As she felt her silly fantasies coming true to some extent, she couldn't help but feel aroused and also jealous as she wondered if it was truly that good from the way her girlfriend was sucking that cock.

Emily appeared most at ease through this process, but it didn't took too long for her hands to rest on Billy's hips for balance and then she started to go rougher at it by deepthroating.

At this point, Lena could only stare in shock and greater pleasure as her love was just giving her the lewdest side of her in such a depraved manner. And she was enjoying it.

The ever-so fast-paced fellatio lasted roughly twenty minutes, with Emily's hardwork rewarded with a throatpie. Lena squirted at that point, both utterly pleased and shocked as she had lasted that long with three fingers wrecking her own cunt.

Was that sight so good that her body made her endure for more than her usual time? Hell, she felt like she could do more and... Emily wasn't stopping at a BJ.

Sure, Emily had mentioned she had taken precautions such as birthcontrol but... fuck, why did she have to do it bareback.

Because Rubber sucks, babe. Trust me you'll love it.

She was once more unsure of that, but her love sure knew how to make her doubts go away.

Lying down on her belly, Emily explained that she could do it raw. Something that brought Billy's pole back to full mast and got him ready to conquer that very wet snatch of hers.

Lena was shocked of the faces that Emily displayed as she was fucked at a steady pace, going to more intense ones compared to those she had when Lena used her strapon on her.

"Ah~"

Her slutty looks made Lena go back to finger her cunt happy, biting her lower lip as Emily turned to smile at her, smug and almost 'calling her out' for skipping on the blissful-looking experience.

What a minx~!

Still, the intense escalation meant both were getting closer and closer to climax.

A hour of intense cunt-pounding went by and, as Emily was resigning to her fifth orgasm, Billy gave her one of the fattest creampies possible. Lena almost gasped as she saw cum flying out of her girlfriend's tight hole, and the sight of Emily with her tongue out and her eyes rolling led her to her own explosive climax.

She had never came so hard like now, feeling her whole world wrecked for a moment as she saw Billy pull away as a geyser of thick cream brazenly shown how much Emily's womb had been stuffed with nut-cream.

Billy took a shower and had to leave about thirty minutes later. Leaving a recovering Emily and a very sweaty Tracer behind once he was gone.

"T-That was so good, luv. You need to- to- oh?"

Lena didn't speak as she shifted into bed. She hadn't told Emily she had taken the birth control too, thinking that she could ultimately jump in if convinced well enough, but her cowardly nature made her skip on a lovely time. But now? Now she wasn't going to let the opportunity to waste.

She was still raw from climaxing twice and after lengthy masturbation sessions, but like hell she was going to leave her radiant girlfriend without a reminder of who she was tied to.

Emily giggled as the brunette shifted her left leg up and then slammed her own snatch against hers, rubbing and pounding at her.

Both were still tired, but they had in them for one last scissoring session as cum danced between their cunts. It was such a bold and unexpected turn of events that Emily hardly had any chance over Lena, cumming twice in the span of ten minutes before Lena finally came herself.

It took them a while to clean up, to get a shower going and then to go back to bed, still nude but now a happier couple. Emily lied on the side, while Tracer user her upper belly as a pillow to rest.

"Babe, was that really good?"

"Damn right it was, hun. And you an absolute donut for skipping on that."

Lena smiled. "I know, I know, But I am your donut, am I?"

They both giggled at this and, despite some lingering unease, Tracer was now convinced.

She was going to get dicked with her girlfriend next time.

AN

Took me a while to conjure a convincing plot and resolution that didn't leave anyone getting cucked. In the end, Lena reacted in a way that not only made her aware she had to fight back on her endurance, but she had to also remind her Emily who's her babe first and foremost.

Billy? A lovely 'third wheel' that may be upgraded into 'natural sperm donor' if he plays his cards right.