Brigitte & Pharah - Part II
Since that day, Overwatch had taken them both across the globe in different directions. One day it was Numbani, the next Ayutthaya, and after that Brigitte was in Paris and Pharah in Havana. For whatever reason, weeks passed and they hadn’t ever been assigned a mission together. It just seemed like their skillsets weren’t compatible.
They did keep in touch, though…
It started small - updates on where they were and how they were doing. New personal bests on weight lifting and their gains. Before long they were texting one another images.
Brigitte’s bicep, with a hint of her sweaty armpit and a caption that read ‘How much do you think I bench now?’
Pharah pulled up her shirt and bit down on the cloth, revealing her rock hard abs. It took awhile to make sure she got just the right angle, when the light hit her muscles perfectly. Brigitte received it with a challenge, ‘My abs are still tighter.’
The Swede bit her lip.
A few days later she was in her bathroom, looking over her shoulder trying to get a good angle on her ass in the mirror. Bare, naked as the day she was born.
Pharah received a picture of the woman’s shapely rear, round and pale and so very soft-looking with the caption, ‘How are my glutes?’
She licked her lips at the sight of them…
As the days went by, ‘Missed you at the gym’ became a simple, ‘Miss you’.
Before long, there were no secrets between them. Every inch of their bodies was exchanged through text, from the intimate to the innocent. Brigitte was enjoying her time off at an American mall when she received a lurid shot of her friend in lingerie. The Swede put her back against a wall for privacy and smiled at the text, ‘Looking for a face to sit on’
Tingles like electricity ran through her body at the thought. She regretted not fooling around with Fareeha when she had the chance… but of course, they were far less familiar with each other then.
‘Not looking very hard’ she teased back.
‘Is that a challenge?’
Brigitte spent a long time thinking about her reply… and then she answered, ‘Not for you’
‘I better find myself a man then’ Pharah replied, then… a few seconds later, she added, ‘You too’
Overwatch took them both across the world again on different missions, keeping the women preoccupied with the mission over than their flirtations.
‘Whats the biggest dick you’ve ever taken?’ Pharah asked one evening, interrupting Brigitte’s workout.
‘20 cm?’
‘Pics or it didnt happen’ the Egyptian shot back with a wide grin.
She soon got her wish. Just a few days later, while Pharah was pummeling a punching bag, her phone buzzed from across the room. She missed it the first time, instead focused upon the beating she was administering to the bag.
Then, on the second buzz, she looked back. Fareeha threw her top off, intent on taking a shower right after her checking her phone.
“Ooh.” She froze in place.
Pharah sat down, sliding her underwear down and rubbing herself.
In the image on her phone, Brigitte’s smiling freckled face, squeezing her tits together around some man’s cock. A big one too… Pharah didn’t know who she envied more. Then she noticed the Swede had piercings on her nipples. When did she get those!?
So much for the good girl she met back at the gym in Gibraltar.
Fareeha was already soaking wet. She curled her fingers, rubbing herself from the inside. With her other hand she started typing out a reply, ‘You still with him?’
The anticipation was killing her… but it was also so incredibly titillating. She felt like she was hanging by a thread.
A few long torturous seconds later… ‘Yeah’
‘Show me more’ Pharah insisted, finger fucking herself harder. The wet sounds of her masturbation filled the air, drowning out her heavy breathing. Suddenly she got a request to video call and her heart skipped a beat.
One thumbpress away and a live feed of Brigitte’s smiling face suddenly appeared. She held the big cock against her freckled cheek.
“I said if he got a good pic, I’d let him… fuck me.” The shieldmaiden said with just the tiniest bit of hesitation - a deliberate pause to hold Fareeha in just a moment’s suspense.
“How’d I do?” The man asked from off-camera. Pharah had little interest in him… but she did admit some curiosity at the thought of watching her gym buddy turned long distance girlfriend get fucked… She was sopping wet now, soaking the seat cushion beneath her.
“Fuck her.” Pharah said, “-and show me.”
He snatched the phone out of Brigitte’s hands, and after some fumbling and maneuvering, Fareeha held a breath at the sight of the Swede’s marvelous ass and muscled back. She was bent over on a desk. She watched the man slap his cock between her cheeks, massaging and rubbing them.
She fucked herself down to the knuckle, wishing more than anything that she could have been there herself. The Egyptian certainly didn’t need a cock to enjoy sex, but in this instance, she was more than a little envious. She so did enjoy her toys… Brigitte had no idea what was in store for her when they finally met face to face again.
Fareeha bit her lip and inhaled through her nostrils as she watched the man fuck her girlfriend. She started grinding her hips, meeting her fingers with every one of his thrusts.
It wasn’t long before he reached his limit. She could tell by how unsteady the phone was. Sure enough, he pulled out his wet cock and started pumping his fist up and down its length.
She wasn’t ready to cum yet… and maybe she wouldn’t at all today, but even so, Pharah eagerly anticipated the show. She wanted to watch him explode all over that gorgeous ass. Brigitte lowered her head and stuck her butt up in the air to better receive him. Pharah’s frustration mounted and she bared her teeth.
Then he came. Impressively so. White streaks shot through the air, completely past Brigitte’s behind and all over her muscled back. Even through the shakiness of the camera and the man’s incessant moaning, she got more than an eyeful. When Brigitte pulled her elbows back and flexed, the thick ropes of cum slid into the valleys of her musculature, oozing and running down her body. The smattering all over her smooth ass was a delight to behold as well.
Brigitte took her phone back and asked for a towel. While her lover went away to fulfill her request, she let out a deep sigh and smiled at Pharah through the camera, “So?”
“Took it like a champ.” Pharah cooed, slipping her fingers out of her pussy.
“Wish you were here.” The Swede replied once the man was out of earshot.
“Yeah… me too.” Pharah softly laughed, “You’re in big trouble next time we get stationed somewhere together.”
“Looking forward to it.” Brigitte winked and then blew a kiss, ending the video call.
Pharah put her phone down and sighed. She was going to need a cold shower after all of that…
Fareeha’s next mission had taken her to Numbani - once again far far away from where Brigitte was stationed. It was a simple operation, providing security for a foreign ambassador’s visit. After she was done with business, it was time for play…
Pharah whirled a pair of handcuffs around on her finger as she sauntered across a hotel bedroom in lingerie. Awaiting her on the other side of the room was a local beauty, ebon skinned and short haired, with tattoos and a curvaceous body, completely in the nude upon her bed.
The Egyptian joined her with a wide grin, putting her partner’s hands up over her head, behind one of the bedposts where she then cuffed them together. The woman languidly stretched her legs and sunk deeper into the bed.
Pharah raised her phone up and took a picture of the beauty.
“A little something for your girlfriend?” The woman asked, her thick Numbani accent like honey to the Overwatch agent’s ears, “If only she could join us sometime...”
“Oh, if we’re ever in town together, you’ll be the first to know.” Fareeha grinned, producing a massager and flipping a switch. The wand whirred as she slid it in between the other woman’s legs, touching it to her eager sex. The woman let out a happy sigh, wriggling in her restraints.
Brigitte was just getting out of the shower, drying her hair as she walked across her apartment naked when she saw seven new messages on her phone. All from Pharah.
“Ooh.” She smiled wide at the images and videos.
Brigitte bit her lip and sat down, rubbing her breast. She kneaded her nipple in her palm and opened the last video. Her Numbani lover, moaning exquisitely. Moaning helplessly in orgasmic ecstasy.
The shieldmaiden began furiously rubbing her clit, her breath all shaky and wanton.