Overwatch - Tracer

Looking around the place more I see a poster advertising Overwatch. I always thought the girl characters in that game were crazy hot and figured this would be the perfect opportunity to see them in the flesh so to speak.

“Hey Simone, could you put me in the Overwatch universe? With Tracer? I kinda got a thing for her.”

“More video game characters is it then? Alright James, I can come up with something. Compiling now.”

The familiar effect takes place again but this time, as reality comes back into focus, the world takes on the aesthetics of the Overwatch world with bright colors and cartoonish designs but nothing looks uncanny or unnerving, it all sorta just fits.

Looking down at myself, I immediately recognize I’m the character McCree based on the outfit, huh, so Simone decided to change my whole appearance this time, that was new. I’m in presumably my room when I hear a knock at the door. “Come in,” I instinctively respond, I’m momentarily surprised by my sudden southern drawl, I can’t help it and say, “Its high noon,” to myself.

In walks in Tracer, and despite the cartoony aesthetic, she looks incredible; her character model was like an upgraded version of the games model to the point where it was just a hair away from being lifelike and realistic. “Howdy there Trace,” I say.

“Hey Jesse… I’m just gonna get right to it, Mercy’s been nagging the girls on the team nonstop, talking about stress, performance, team duties and how we can help each other out and more and she just doesn’t take no for an answer. The gals and I couldn’t take it anymore, we decided to just give in, so, here I am.”

“Right, there you are Trace. You mind backing up a bit and telling me what this is all about?”

Suddenly flushing a shade pinker, Tracer finally spits out, “Angela went on and on about all these statistics about performance and mental acuity but in the end she just wants the gals to help out with stress relief really.”

“Stress relief? You mean like a drink? Hell we do enough of that already don’t we Lena?”

“I’m not on about a chinwag Jesse, more intimate, you know.”

“Wow there little lady, you saying what I think you’re saying?”

Frustrated Tracer suddenly snaps out, “You wanna shag or not?”

Smiling slowly and chuckling to myself, I reply, “Well, since you put it so nicely, I reckon I do.”

My favorite thing about Tracer was her legs, the tight yellow pants she wore showed off how nice her legs and ass were perfectly. I liked them so much I didn’t want to see them off just yet, “Wait one Trace, you mind keeping those pants a your on, always been a mighty been fan of them.”

“Well how are we meant to shag if I keep them on?”

“Come ‘ere”

Tracer walks up to me while on sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Turn around would ya”

She does and gives me a perfect view of her tight little ass, it’s not big, nothing I can really bury my face into but it’s a cute little thing. Pulling out a knife I cut a little hole out of her tights right where her asshole is.

Feeling the fabric cut open, Tracer reaches back to feel the new hole and suddenly yells out, “Dammit Jesse, Winston’s gonna bite my head off, it not easy making stuff that comes with me when I recall you know… Hold on a tick, that holes too high, it doesn’t even reach… Oh bugger.”

“Yup. Got a problem?”

Sighing Tracer replies, “No, like Mercy says, team comes first and apparently butt stuff is better for team building, or so she says.”

Pulling down my pants, I see a cock that isn’t my own, it’s halfway between my real thing and my big setting at 7” long and about 2 wide. I instruct Tracer to sit down on my cock. Looking back one last time , she seems my cock and looks suddenly nervous. Lena spits into her hand and starts rubbing it into and around her asshole before slowly sitting down. Grabbing my cock, she places it right to the entrance of her asshole and says to herself, “Alright Trace, show time,” before pressing herself down on me.

Impressively, it doesn’t take long before I feel myself pop past her sphincter and into her asshole. Her tiny ass clamps down on me like a vice, hugging every inch of my cock, it doesn’t feel like she’s ever had anything up here before. As I’m enjoying myself Tracer is breathing deeply to herself and working her way deeper muttering all the while, occasionally I hear her swearing about Mercy I think. Again, I’m impressed by how fast she’s able to take me all the way down to the base despite her obvious discomfort. It’s barely been a minute and she’s already swallowed the whole thing. She speaks up “Well, that’s that.”

“It’s a start, now up you get and do it again.”

Tracer groans but dutifully pulls herself up and begins sliding down again. I think it’s the military training in her that pushes her. Her bounces up and down after that first are half-hearted though, she only takes the top half rather than the whole thing. “Hey now Trace, I need you to take the whole thing. And a bit faster would ya?”

Tracer grumbles out, “Can’t believe I let Mercy talk me into this, no idea how she does it all the time,” but does as I say all the same. She works a bit deeper every time and does start speeding up, I lay back enjoy watching her use her asshole to jerk me off. Only a few minutes go by before she’s finally swallowing the whole thing every bounce and throwing herself down on me as fast as she can manage but the positions bad and doesn’t let her bounce up and down as fast as she could otherwise. I playfully mock her a bit, “Tracer finally slows down for once, never thought I’d see the day.”

“Hey! That’s not fair, it’s this position. Hold on love.” Tracer gets off me, spins around and pushes my chest, forcing me further onto the bed before climbing up onto it with me, straddling me reverse cowgirl and plopping herself back down onto my cock. “You want fast, I’ll show you fast.”

Tracer uses her core and starts levering her ass up and down my cock rather than just bouncing on it letting her jerk me off much faster not to mention giving me an amazing view of my cock disappearing up her ass. Tracer’s got a pained look on her face, her eyebrows are furrowed and she’s swearing occasionally but despite it all soldiers on. As the minutes tick by, her ass starts loosening up more and more. By the 15 minute mark, Trace doesn’t look like she’s in that much discomfort anymore, my cock is effortlessly sliding up her ass in a blur. I grab a hold of her ass and stop her for a moment, using my thumbs to spread open her cheeks, I see her asshole give me a cute little gape. It took a while but I’m glad to finally see her asshole gape open, even if it’s only a little one.

“Enjoying the view are ya? Think you could settle for just the view?”

“Not a chance Trace.” I guide her ass back down onto my cock, give it a little slap and Tracer gets back to it. I spend a long while just enjoying it.

“Now that’s more like it. It’s a crying shame you couldn’t start off this way Trace, things just aren’t as tight anymore.”

As soon as I say it, Tracer sorta loses her rhythm and slows down a bit, she looks like she’s thinking to herself. I hear her mutter to herself, “Dammit Mercy, the things I do,” before adding louder, “about that, my chronal accelerators had a few tweaks. I can go back more than just a few seconds now. I guess I could go back to before you stretched things out. Give you a fresh asshole to work with.” She then adds beneath her breath, “Won’t be any bleeding fun for me though.”

“Hell yeah darling, I like the sound of that, why didn’t you say so sooner. Back you go.”

Rolling her eyes, Tracer adjusts some settings on her accelerator and recalls, a ghost image of her rapidly moves around in reverse motion until Tracer’s standing back there at the entrance to my room. Tracer comes over and straddles me again like before, I can see the hole I cut in her tights is still exactly the same but her asshole looks like it’s never been touched, like the last 15 minutes never even took place. She goes through the motions of spitting and lubing up again before trying to sit down on me, despite the fact her asshole is just as tight as when we first started and things couldn’t have been easy, she’s gotten use to the discomfort and manages to **** her way down onto my cock with a grimace before resuming to rapidly lever down on me. She’s so much tighter now that my cocks no longer effortlessly sliding up her butt, Tracer has to fight her way down every time but she seems determined to get back to the same pace she was going at before, I join in this time and start finally thrusting back to meet her.

Tracer grunts out, “Bloody hell, I’m never going to get use to this, literally. It feels like you’re the first guy ever up there. First times meant to be all slow and gentle like, I’m not supposed to be bouncing up and down like a madwoman.”

“Sorry Trace, just a little longer. God damn, it just feels so good.”

“Well I’m glad one of us is having fun. You better be enjoying this, it’s no walk in the park for me you know.”

I may have lied a little, we spend another 10 minutes fucking like that before Tracer growls out between clenched teeth, “Just tell me when things start to get loose again.”

“What, why?”

“So I can rewind back and make sure you always have something tight to shag? Now whose the slow one.”

“Hold on now, I meant why volunteer, you clearly ain’t having a hoot.”

Again, Tracer gets this out with her eyes tightly screwed shut, “S’like Mercy says, we’ve all got a role to play on the team. The other gals are doing their part, even Ana, I should be doing mine. And I think this could be it. Let the blokes have fun stretching out my arse like it’s the first time, every time. Like if the team ever gets bored of experienced girls like Mercy and want a fresh set of holes, they come to ol’ Tracer here. Heheh, I could be like the teams resident anal virgin, always with a tight hole to spare.”

“That sounds nice but mighty rough Lena, it ain’t too fun first time round specially not with some folk, and it’s not like it’d ever get easier none either. You’d never get a chance to get used to it. You sure about this?”

“Sure as sure can be. I’ve been shot before you know, burned, bombed, stabbed and more too, and the ol chronal accelerators always patched me right back up, doubt getting shagged in the butt could be worse. So don’t you fret about making me walk funny, I’ll just recall good as new, if you wanna go at it, go at it, just pretend I’m Mercy.”

“Iunno Trace, sounds a bit much.”

“Come on, I saw how much fun you had getting my arse to gape before, it’s no fun when if it opens up right away I reckon, better to work up to it. Don’t you wanna try that again? Heheh, we could make a game out of it, see how long it takes you to get my butt to gape or make it look like Mercy’s after she’s had a session with a bloke. Actually, I wonder how long it’d take to ruin a pristine arse? Say Jesse, how long you think it’d take you to turn this arse inside out? No limits, just 0-100 as fast as you can.”

“Aw hell Trace, you’ve got a way with words. Alright, recall again for me then would ya?”

Tracer gets off me and recalls again, I watch as her asshole loses it’s stretched out appearance and tighten back up. Spurred on by her words, I suddenly grab her and throw her back onto the bed. I grab the back of her knees and place them over my shoulders. Grabbing my cock, I think big, and immediately feel myself grow to the larger size, adding another inch of length and another half inch of width. I spit on her asshole and start forcing my larger cock into her newly tightened ass.

As soon as the head of my cock slips past her brown star Tracer gasps and says, “Bugger, it’s worse than I remember.”

Tracers so small the sight of her tiny asshole stretched so dangerously tight around my cock meat looks impossible, it just doesn’t look like it has any right to fit. I ignore all her squirming and swearing and just push relentlessly until I’m bottomed out in seconds before I immediately move onto pounding her asshole like an animal from above with long, deep and fast strokes, without giving her a second’s reprieve. I can’t get over how tightly she’s wrapped around my cock, she’s essentially a virgin there now but taking it like a pro. Tracer lets me ravage her asshole like this without complaint, her hands are gripping the sheets with a white knuckled **** grip but she soldiers on and endures regardless. I start pulling my cock entirely out and plunging it back in all at once, this is a lot worse for her because after taking a few plunges, Tracer finally screams for the first time. I immediately pause and say, “Sorry Trace, want me to stop doing that?”

“Depends love, how’s it look down there?”

Pulling out my cock, I take a look at her ass and see that it’s again got a tiny little gape despite only been minutes at most. “Starting to gape, but only just barely”

“In that case, wanna try that some more?”

“Trace, it seems like it really hurts.”

“Yeah well, that’s not your problem. Come on Jesse, don’t chicken out on me now. Don’t think you can do this with any of the other girls, so really go ahead and pound that arse till its torn open, then we can do it again, as many times as you need to cum.”

“Aw Trace, I don’t deserve ya.” I resume pulling out and plunging into her, again and again ruthlessly, and after finding and applying some lube, it’s even easier to slide in regardless of how tight she is. She’s so small and light I easily move her around. Grabbing her hips, I throw her down on my cock and pull her up as fast as I can, basically just using her asshole to jerk off with.

“God damn Trace, you’ve got no idea how good your ass feels on me.”

Eyes shut, she groans out, “Yeah I bet, glad someone’s enjoying this.”

Tracer switches tack and brings her hand to her pussy, rubbing furiously to try and alleviate the pain and discomfort she’s going through, it sorta seems to work because she starts squirming less now. I ask her, “You alright Trace?”

In a voice dripping with sarcasm she replies, “Yup, I’m peachy. Just trying to have some fun of my own while you’re using my arse.”

It turns out if you completely disregard comfort, you can turn a virgin asshole into a swollen gaping mess in a little under half an hour. Though Tracer said she bet if she were riding me instead she could beat that time. I spend the next hour jackhammering into Tracers asshole, getting her to recall 4 or 5 more times until I’m finally ready to cum. Halfway through I lift Tracer up, with the back of her knees in the crook of my elbows. I’m less fucking her and using her body like it’s a sex toy.

“Trace, I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?”

“Fuckin’ hell, bloody anywhere I don’t care just do it.” Well looks like Tracers hit her limits, she’s finally starting to get upset by all this painful sodomy. I drop her down onto the bed and grab her head, forcing my cock past her mouth and into her throat before she can react. Her eyes have been squeezed shut for most of our fucking but finally snap open in shock when I do, she then looks up at me and narrows her eyes dangerously. Just as she does I start shooting my load down her throat, making her **** and sputter. Tracer tries to pull back but I keep my hands firmly on the back of her head, keeping her in place as I unload down her throat. Tracer’s got **** but to swallow again and again to avoid ****. I keep her head pinned like that for almost a minute before I finally let her off. Soon as she is, she sucks in deep, **** gasps of air and spends a little while panting before saying, “Gross, that’s a new one. Dammit Jesse, I probably would have said yes if you just asked, did you really need to sneak it up on me like that?”

“Ya said anywhere Trace”

“Tosser.”

Tracer lays back onto the bed and gingerly touches her asshole, wincing when she does. She recalls again and this time looks relieved.

“Well, that hurt. Can’t believe I have to do that like 10 more times…”

“Wow there, 10 more times? What are you on about?”

“Yeah, my turn making the rounds today, seeing to everyone else. Off to see Junkrat next. Ugh, can’t stand the guy, I hate that he’s probably really going to love this. Though what’s really got me worried is Reinhart and Roadhog.”

“Heh, well, have fun with that Trace. And thanks for doing this, jerking off with your ass was the most fun I’ve had in a while.”

“Yeah yeah, I guess it’s something you can look forward to every week and a bit then when I’m on again. Cya Jesse.”

“Wait, actually, you said everyone’s got a day, mind telling me when Ana’s is?”

“Ana eh? Heheh, didn’t figure you for the type. Well, she’s on in 3 days Jesse. And just between me and you, you’re in for a surprise when you see her. Toodaloo.”

“Thanks Trace, see you around.”

With that, Trace gives me a wave and heads off.

***

Tracer was always good for a quickie, even on her off days, happy to pull down her tights and give up her butt for a few quick minutes of fast, rough sodomy. The team and I could always count on Tracer to let us dump a quick load in her ass if ever we got a sudden urge and none of the other girls were around or busy.

She quickly got used to the new way things are done and within a few weeks, despite always having a virgin fresh asshole, was always riding cocks like a damn jack rabbit. Figuring out she could use her chronal accelerator to bounce up and down faster than possible otherwise, she got everyone off faster than any of the other gals on the team much to her satisfaction. Getting Tracer’s ass wrapped around your cock felt like being stroked off by a fleshlight attached to a fuckmachine on its highest setting, it was just that blurring and a total sensory overload. I had Mercy’s biotic fluid to thank for that, without it Lena would struggle for the first few minutes to take the guys down to the balls. With it, Trace could ignore her body’s tightness and screams of discomfort to **** feed whole cocks up her ass in seconds without even needing to warm up. Some days she could even finish off the whole team in less than an hour, blinking from room to room; she actually ended up making a game out of it. During one of her days, Trace had the whole male roster group up together, saying she wanted to try speed running through all of us, not everyone liked the idea but Lena could be really persuasive when she tried.

Taking our positions and getting our cocks out, Tracer would straddle us and jerk us off with her asshole one by one, zipping her ass from cock to cock in the time it took to blink, never giving her ass a seconds respite or the chance to wink closed. Pushing her chronal accelerator to the absolute limit, she showed off one of her new tricks. As she blinked from one cock to the next, she’d leave behind an afterimage that was more than an afterimage; past, present and future iterations of Tracer appeared to exist simultaneously, each taking care of the assembled man meat. Essentially having three asses to work with, Tracer managed to blow through the whole team in record time, though records are made to be broken and Trace would every so often hold these gang bangs to see if she could get everyone off even faster.

***

Seeing Trace in the hallway, I stop to say hi and make some small talk.

As soon as we’re up close, Tracer spins around and pulls her tights down to expose her cute little butt while I pull out my already stiffening dick, as is routine.

“Howdy Trace, how’s Emily treating ya?” as the words are leaving my mouth, Tracer’s already grabbed my cock and fed it into her butt, within seconds I’m pumping into her virgin tight ass while she thrusts back to meet my pumps.

Replying to me over her shoulder she jokingly says, “Same old same old, you know how it is Jesse. Women, can’t live with em, can’t live without em.” Sighing with pent up frustration she then adds “Emily’s been chewing my head off lately over Mercy’s new program, she doesn’t like it one bit. I keep telling her it doesn’t mean a thing, that the team just uses my arse to get off is all but she just won’t drop it.”

“Aw Hell Trace, sounds rough. Iunno what to say, maybe bring her in and have Mercy talk some sense to her?”

Thinking for a moment Tracer says, “Anything’s worth a shot at this point, I might give it a go but she’ll probably just yell at me some more,” as I finish and shoot yet another load of cum up her asshole. Pulling herself off my dick, Trace spins around to face me and drops to her knees. She gives me a cheeky peck on the tip of my cock and says, “Look I’m only doing this because you’re not half bad Jesse McCree, but don’t go telling the rest of the lads I do this, then they’ll all want it,” before swallowing my cock whole and licking it clean. The sudden act of filth shocks and excites me since Tracer practically never does ass to mouth. It’s over as quickly as it begins though, leaving me disappointed. Tracer pulls back and springs to her feet, saying, “See you round Jesse,” as she walks off.