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Patreon Compilation – Fic#190 – Ashe/Bob/Cole – reluctant consent/tsundere; big dick Cassidy – Backup
🕑 Added 2022-07-20 05:11:29 +0000 UTCAshe/Bob/Cole – Ashe likes to get out her frustrations by being serviced by Bob... it doesn't always work, though; so sometimes he needs a bit of backup if she's getting out of hand.
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Ashe can’t find a properly comfortable position. Sure, she’s getting her ass currently spread on Bob’s massive Omnic cock, but that never kept her from finding a way to just lay back and enjoy the ride as he vibrated away inside her until she saw stars.
It’s different this time around, though. Just like everything is so fucking different this time. Bob is trying his hardest, but there’s just so much he can do with all the fail safes that she tried time and time again to disable so he would stop being so goddamn gentle and just fuck her up. But no matter what she does, they spring back in place so he will only grab her and lift her around if she explicitly tells him to do so.
It’s not fucking helpful, especially when she feels like nothing is going here way these days and she just wants to let off some goddamn steam.
Her asshole is spread impossibly wide around Bob’s massive dick and it is humming away really quite nicely but she just can’t… she just can’t let go.
And to put the cherry on top some goddamn fucking asshole thinks this is the perfect opportunity to rap his knuckles against her door and destroy what little tranquility she has in her me-time.
Feeling the anger rising like bile, she screeches in the direction of her door: “Go the fuck away if you don’t want me cavin’ your damn head in!”
She has no idea who of the little goody-two-shoes ragtag Overwatch group it is. She honestly doesn’t fucking care as well; she just wants to get fucked and Bob is not doing a proper job at it, is he?!
Instead of fleeing for their life, whoever is on the other side somehow manages to override the lock of her door so it opens with a soft hiss, leaving her displayed for Cassidy to see as her legs are spread nice and wide, her fucked-out pussy blinking at him like a stop sign after she’s tried fucking Bob in a more traditional way without much success of calming her down.
Ashe’s breath catches in her throat. She can feel and hear the blood rushing in her head as she tries to figure out whether to first throw something at Cassidy’s stupid goddamn head or-
“Well now. Aren’t you a mean li’l bitch to a good helpin’ hand?” he drawls, fist slamming against the door closed button so it slides shut behind him.
Ashe almost chokes on her tongue. What the Hell is this idiot even talking about? She wants to finally close her legs but Bob is suddenly grabbing her knees and keeping them nice and spread.
She turns her head to stare at him, stunned. He never does anything without her having to tell him, so now he decides it’s a good time to start being a brat?
“Ya got really cute tits, Ashe. Want me t’ take good care o’ them as well?”
Her head swivels back forward. Cole had stepped closer in the few seconds she’s been staring at Bob’s face. He’s taken off his hat and gently put it on her table; but other than that he’s still clothed as he reaches out and pinches her left nipple between his fingers and pulls. It’s just this side of painful to snap her out of it, slapping at his wrist.
“Get the fuck out of here, Cassidy,” she growls, distracted by the feeling of Bob’s cock pulsing faster inside her ass. What is going on here? “I’m going to kill you.”
“Hmn… ya sure? Looks t’ me like ya could use a hand…”
He lets go of her nipple and instead leans down; bracing himself against Bob’s chest, Ashe can only stare in quiet disbelief as he reaches between her thighs as if he had any right to do so and hooks two of his thick fingers into her swollen pussy.
Whatever he hits, it feels good, tickling through her body until she can feel it in the tips of her toes. Her mouth opens but no sound comes out while Cassidy’s lazily grinning face is right in front of her, his arm barely moving in the periphery of her vision while his fingers pump her nice and slow and hard. The thick tips press into her swollen walls and have her pant like a bitch in heat… especially when he curls them and presses his knuckles against Bob’s vibrating cock, separated by a thin wall.
“Cheers, love, the cavalry’s here,” he drawls in barely more than a whisper, thumb suddenly also pressing against her clit and giving her some nice, tight circles that have static starting up in her ears and her eyes twitching up into her head.
“Th-the fuck are you talking about?” she whines. “Get your hands offa me!”
He tongue lags behind her brain; especially when she sees that he’s managed to open his dirty jeans, his big dick slipping out of them and bouncing in the air. It’s not as fat and long as the one Bob has, but it’s the biggest human one she’s seen for certain; ruddy and with thick veins along the shaft… utterly delicious looking.
“What I mean is that I’ve been called for reinforcements,” he croons, slowly pulling his fingers out of her. “So be a good girl and just spread your legs, will ya? Give poor old Bob a break… he’s a saint for puttin’ up with you most of the time.”
She’s still grappling with the revelation that Bob must have sent an SOS signal to goddamn Cassidy of all people when he suddenly picks up the speed of his fingers, fucking her so hard that the nasty squelching sounds of it fill the room. She can feel the insides of her thighs starting to get wet with her juices.
That, too, is drowned out by the feeling of an orgasm building up fast like a tidal wave. Her ass clenches down around the vibrating omnic cock that had been trying so hard to give her just that and come up just short of giving her what she wanted.
It’s Cassidy’s stupid thumb on her clit that pushes her over, though; he’s rough but precise, dragging the rough pad over her sensitive pearl until warmth floods her body and her head sinks back against Bob.
Maybe she’s making a sound? Maybe not? She could be wailing like a cat in heat right now and all she’s hearing is the rush of blood in her ears while her muscles cramp in the most pleasurable way possible, her hips jerking helplessly forward.
Time stretches into sweet agony; it could be minutes until she starts to notice her surroundings again. She’s not surprised at all to find that Cassidy used her near-unconsciousness to press that meaty beercan cock of his into her pussy.
Her eyes snap open and her hands find his shoulders to dig her fingers in like claws while he slowly rocks his hips to press deeper and deeper into her.
He hisses, baring his yellowed teeth in a snarl, but the pain from her sharp nails pushing into his muscles through his clothes is not enough to keep him from impaling her on his breeding cock.
The stretch of both of their dicks is frankly insane. She bares her teeth right back at him but the expression is ruined by the fact that she’s starting to drool after the first rattling thrust.
Cassidy fucks like an old truck; she should have known but it still catches her by surprise.
“I-Is there n-nothing you can do p-properly?” she hisses at him with acid in her voice as he starts up a rhythm that has her teeth clacking together and her whole body scrambling to figure out what the fuck it is supposed to do with the overstimulation.
“Looks t’ me like I’m doin’ just fine,” he drawls, cocky like always.
She’s sandwiched between him and Bob which is a surprisingly comfortable place to be despite her hips feeling like they’re going to burst apart from the fat intrusion front and back. Her bodyguard is big and warm at her back. The hum she can feel going through his system is only focusing in his cock that is humming away inside her ass and making her eyeballs vibrate with it.
Cassidy on the other hand is breathing heavily while he fucks her, ramming his dick deeper and deeper until he finally bottoms out and she can feel his coarse pubes dragging against her sensitive clit.
Her next orgasm takes her just as by surprise as her first did. He’s rude and downright rough but her body responds to it eagerly, coming on his cock without any issues despite her actively trying to keep it together.
Cole is laughing at her feeble attempts. She would claw his eyes out if she could but she can feel another orgasm starting to overwhelm her. It’s just… it’s too much! It’s so much that she almost starts pleading for them to stop and that she’ll be a good girl from now on…
Almost. Ashe won’t be defeated this easily.
