The Grayson Waller Training Effect [w/h Santana Garrett]

[daxg2001]

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, people, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own the WWE, NXT or any wrestlers or people etc referenced in this story.
 
Starring: Grayson Waller (NXT/WWE), Santana Garrett (indies, SHINE, Stardom)
 
The Grayson Waller Training Effect
 
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
 
A Commissioned story for [Anonymous].
 
Written by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
 
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
 
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A late night at the WWE Performance Center, Orlando, Florida in 2022...

“Expecting me to train alongside a bunch of fakes and wannabes?” Grayson Waller, the cocky Australian hunk and Superstar of NXT, spoke to himself as he pushed through the doors to walk into the main training room of the WWE’s Performance Center. “I don’t fucking think so! I’m gonna get me drills in when no one else can see and steal my shit! And…”

He was about to say more when the sound of the ropes rattling as someone did some running drills were heard. His expression went from confused to angry as he finally saw that, as the lights being on in the room should have indicated, there was actually someone else in the building at this late time. “Oi! OI!!” He yelled, storming towards the ring. “What the bloody Hell do you think you’re doing in my ring! During my private workout time!!”

The woman in question came to a stop, putting her hands on her hips as she watched the man enter the ring. She herself not just a former full-time NXT Superstar herself, but the recently hired new female coach and trainer at the Center in Santana Garrett. The long-time indies wrestler and multi-time Champion clad in WWE branded workout gear of a short, sleeveless top that hugged her big, rounded tits and a tight pair of leggings that showed off her juicy backside. The only change compared to her time wrestling including as a roster member was her hair now was a more natural, light blonde compared to the dyed, coloured style.

“Excuse me? First of all, Grayson? You need to calm down.” Santana said, seeing his glare. “Secondly? This isn’t ‘your’ ring. Especially since I’m a coach here at the Center, which means I’m technically…”
“Technically this is bullshit!” Waller rudely cut her off. “Nobody shows up at this place at this time, so this means this place is mine! And hold up a fucking minute… You? A coach?? Who even are you anyway? Some indies nobody who got plucked out of nowhere, filling in for someone else!” He mocked.
“The same is Santana Garrett! And I don’t appreciate those insults!” Garrett shook her head. “And considering how many Championships I’ve held in my career compared to you? I think you could easily learn a thing from my classes. If nothing, learning how to control your temper might work wonders for you.”

“Oh great… Another bitch wandering into my house with only a fat arse and big pair of tits!” Grayson dared to say, making her jaw drop in shock. “Won some indies shitter belts in worthless places and you fucking think you can teach me something? You?? When the Hell did you even last win a match? Months ago? Years?”
“Oh, I’ve won plenty! Obviously!” Santana was getting annoyed by his blatant disrespect as she stepped forward. “And you’re coming close to making me want to get unprofessional here and give your ass a bit of a kicking! Like I’ve done before to guys in matches in the past.”
“Yeah, right! What? Some creepy fetish site shit, rolling around on some blue mats in some dude’s basement?” Waller scoffed at her attempt to stand up to him. “You wouldn’t last five fucking minutes against me in a match. Not that the WWE allowed guys against girls for whatever reason…”

“Well, lucky for us there are no officials around and no ref. So no one can tell us not to throw down!” Garrett pointed out, making him raise an eyebrow. “So, how about this? You and I go one on one… And when I whip your butt and teach you and your rude mouth a lesson? You have to take part in every one of my classes and drills for a whole month. No questions asked and no excuses.” She said to challenge him with a confident tone.
“Sounds like fucking Hell to me…” Grayson said bluntly. “Wait a second… What do I even get out of this bet?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You can think of something if you win. Big if.” Garrett, perhaps not thinking clearly after being worked up by his insults, left a blank check for him.
“That so? Well, I…” He started to say before his eyes took a long look over the curvy body of the stunning wrestler-turned-coach. Starting to smile. “Oh, I fucking know what… When I beat you? I get to use you like the hot fucking bitch you are… Pounding you and those big, fitter for porno than as a Superstar, curves of yours right here in this fucking ring!” He decided.

“W-What? Excuse me??” Garrett was outraged, blushing a bit as she stepped back. “I am a married woman! I’m not some…”
“Oh, making fucking excuses now? Fucking figures.” He cut her off but stayed smirking as he saw how flustered she was. “Not worth my time anyway with some indies darling who never did shit… And probably should just be fucking on some guy’s black coach in an office or being filmed in the back of a van.” He said to provoke her.
“That’s enough! I’m a professional, not some kind of slut!” Santana said with a glare. “Fine! You’re on! That’s just more motivation for me to teach you a lesson!” She unwisely agreed. “But no funny business! A regular match, one-on-one, here and now and you respect the pin falls when we kick out or the rope breaks if we use them!”
“...Seriously?” Even he couldn’t believe he’d actually lured her into accepting as he grinned again. “Guess this is my fucking lucky night then!” He said, pulling off his top and tossing it out of the ring to show off his muscular upper body. “Ding fucking ding! Let’s get this over with and get to a nice late-night shag! Probably the best fucking action you’ll ever get!”

“Not gonna happen! And I hope you’re ready! Because…” Garrett foolishly talked too much against an underhanded opponent. Waller easily booted her in the stomach to drop her to a knee as she clutched herself. Before using her long, light-coloured hair to haul her right over with a slam down to the canvas. “Owwwww!! H-Hey! That’s playing dirty!” She whined, rolling over to her front but gasping again as he used her hair to force her up a bit as he dropped down.

“That’s your own bloody fault for picking a fight with me!” Grayson mocked, hauling her over as he positioned himself down to kneel on the mat. Forcing the curvy veteran over his knee to stick her ass out as he held her in place with rather pathetic ease with a hand on her back. “Especially one with no rules and ref!” He said, using his free hand to drive down a hard spank onto her shapely backside making her gasp in shock as well as the sting of pain. “Time to teach the teacher a lesson!” He decided for her, driving his hand down again and the tight clothing doing little to either mask the sting of pain or hide the jiggle from that juicy rump.

“Owww! S-Stop that! Hey!! Owwww!!” Santana glared back, outraged with a blush on her gorgeous face as he humiliated her alongside the far-from-weak spanks to her backside. “This isn’t even wrestling! Owwww!” She squirmed fruitlessly as the muscular hunk held her in place to take the spanking. Her hands reached back to try and slap away his but achieved nothing. Just held in place for her ass to be slapped a full ten hard times. "I fucking... Owwww! Moved on from this stuff when I stopped doing custom matches!!"

“Lucky for you this ain’t even fucking wrestling! It’s sports entertainment, you dumb bitch!” He mocked, grabbing her hair again to force her up to her knees. The long-time indies wrestler managed to take her hand off her ass, having clutched herself from the pain, to try and fire some strikes into his ripped midsection. Barely making him budge an inch as he used the hair to slam her down with a face-first slam into the mat leaving her groaning again. The long ponytail used to drag her over to the ropes, and up to her feet. Just to force her through them as he hooked her arms back against the top rope.

“Ahhhhh! Hey! That’s illegal!! Ahhhhhh!!” Garrett whined again as she was stretched back uncomfortably against the hard ring ropes. Her chest pushed out as he pulled back on her arms to press her against that top cable. Her body struggled with her ass sticking out still in the ring against the hunk tugging on her. “Come on! Ahhhhh! Fight… Ahhhh! Fight fair!” She groaned but he just pulled away, humiliating her more to treat her like a playtoy with the benefit of there being no referee or count to stop this.

“I’m not even fucking trying right now! This is too fucking easy!” Waller mocked, letting go of her arms to leave her stuck out before he reached over the ropes. Locking hands under her chin and pulling back, making her arms flair as her hands weakly smacked his grip as he used the basic hold to pull her against the ropes. Her big tits shook deliciously from her struggling as she groaned in pain and shame once again. “And you fucking think you can teach me a thing or two?” He sounded disgusted by the idea. Letting go of the grip and pulling his ‘opponent’ through the ropes but not out of mercy. Just to yank her right back by the hair, sending the back of her head into the canvas with the toss. “I think I’ve had enough of messing around though…” He decided for her, not even glancing at her struggling frame as he climbed out of the training ring. “Here comes the real Grayson Waller effect!” He said, getting some distance between himself and the ring.

“Y-You… You’re just a rude punk!” Santana wasn’t being defeated even while clearly outmatched in size and strength, let alone tactics here. Getting back to her feet, clutching the back of her neck. “Hey! Where did you…” She was about to ask as she turned around. Waller athletically executed a leap, rolling through the gap in the bottom and middle ropes to vault into the ring and instantly springing up. Catching Garrett with his signature version of a leaping Stunner. Dropping her to leave her flat out on the canvas and still not having broken a sweat yet as he sat up.

“That’s it? Some fucking hire you were…” Grayson taunted, taking his time to move over and not just pinning her, but borrowing from a fellow Australian up on the main roster as he hooked her legs and made her ass raise up as he stacked up the pin. Pressing his crotch down onto her and intentionally dry humping while counting the fall himself with one hand on her shoulder, the other slapping the canvas for the full one, two and three. “Not even worth having a ‘shoeie’ for…” He said, moving back and pushing her legs away as he stood up. Taking a moment to further shame her by placing a foot on her chest and raising his own arm in victory as she stayed laid out on the mat. “Now, what was that wager we’d said?” He smirked arrogantly, lifting his foot off so he could reach down, sliding his shorts down.

“Uhhhhh… N-Not fair… You cheated…” Garrett whined in pain, clutching her head before her hands had to reach up to grip his arm, feeling him once again grab her hair and force her up from off her back but only to a kneeling position. When her eyes opened, they went wide when she got his massive, thick and lengthy cock slapped into her face. Gasping from the sight of it before the slap struck her cheek. “Wh-What are you doing?? Are you serious??” She couldn’t help but stare, almost going cross-eyed and that look of pure cock-shock indicated that this was the largest slab of man-meat that the married beauty had ever seen.

“Hey, I fucking called my shot…” Waller smugly said, pushing the fat crown against her lips. “You took the bet and lost… You might be a shitty trainer and wrestler but with a body like that? I bet you can at least fuck like a locker room slut…” He said, humiliating her with both his insults and working his hardening dick against her stunning features.
“I am not! I’m not some kind of s-slut!” She objected, trying to struggle again from his tight grip but he held her in place. “OK! OK, fine! I lost! I lost, damn it!” Garrett sighed, looking up. “Just don’t be so frigging rough with me! I’ll… I’ll let you fuck me.” She agreed, her eyes glancing at his shaft again.
“Well? What the fuck are you waiting for, you thick-bodied slut?” Grayson smirked, keeping his dick at her lips. “Open up and let’s see how you earned your way into this trainer’s job!”

“I didn’t… MMMMMPHHH!!” Although she gave her consent to be used even after being squashed in a short match, she still glared with outrage when he shoved his fat cock between her lips to silence her excuses. The contrast between them was clear as she groaned around his dick while he let out a sinful moan of approval. Getting to enjoy the warmth and dampness of the beauty who had won countless titles across the indies, and no doubt fuelling his dirty talk about her with how good her mouth felt already. Leaving her having to deal with such a huge size making her lips stretch wide but accepting her end of the bet she’d foolishly made. Lifting her head back, finding she could only go until the crown was still between her lips thanks to his grip on her hair, before she shifted forward to start sucking on his big cock.

“Mmmmmphhh… Mmmmm! Mmmmmphhh…” She groaned around his dick as the former full-time NXT Superstar sucked away on the current roster member’s thickness. Staring up with a clear blush, ashamed at having to blow him under such lewd circumstances but going through with the bet. Easing her mouth up and down along that vast size as she used a smooth motion to take him in nicely deep. Giving a sign that she wasn’t just experienced with being around the wrestling business with this kind of oral talent. “Mmmmm! Mmmmmphhh… Shhhhrrrlllppp… Mmmmm…” Her hands held his thighs for support as her head was allowed to work freely along that length. His hold on her ponytail is more for a show of dominance over the woman he’s defeated and now is claiming as a living prize. Her saliva getting applied onto his prick as she pumped along him with her tits jiggling just a little from the steady motion to give him an extra treat to stare down at.

“Mmmmm! Fucking nice… You’ve got a hot fucking mouth there, teacher! Mmmm! Nice and fucking wet, like a fucking porn star…” Backhanded compliments came from the Australian hunk as he enjoyed this red hot blowjob from the busty American. Watching his inches vanish up into her slurping mouth before quickly reappearing and despite her earlier protests, he didn’t even need to pump once between those full, soft lips of hers. “Ahhhhh… Maybe this is a better bleeding job for you than trying to coach someone like me! Mmmmm… A career as a fluffer on a porn set might be better work for you!” He mocked as he groaned out. Clearly loving how damp and soothing her oral hole was, but revelling in the moment to get a piece of this stunner. Showing off his own talents to handle such a superb dose of head from a stunning beauty. “I mean, come on, with tits like these? You’re fucking built to drain dicks!” He added, finally letting go of her hair just so he could reach down and making her groan around his prick when he yanked up her workout top to expose those large, rounded tits of hers while she kept sucking his dick.

“Mmmmmphh! MMMMM… Mmmmmphhh… Shhhhlllkkkk…” The former Wonder of Stardom Champion was moaning lightly around his prick now as the fingers of the stud standing in front of her dug into her rack. Squeezing the more than ample flesh as it jiggled around his digits as notably, the nipples were now hard, topping those mounds as he felt her up to treat her even more like just property. “Mmmmmphh… Shhhhrrrlllppp… Mmmmmphhh! MMMMM…” Her ponytail now swung freely as she bobbed along his rod to push down deep. Layering his dick with spit as it started to drip off her chin. Filling her mouth up deeply as she stared up with that conflicted expression to show shame at having to blow a man she’s not even married to, let alone one who should be following her orders being a coach at the Performance Center he trains at.

“Mmmmm! Yeah, get it fucking deep! Hot fucking slut! Mmmmm! Bet you’re one of those freaky chicks! Loves going wild on a big fucking dick like this!” The words from the former Australian Survivor contestant were more to keep mocking her than acting like any encouragement. Enjoying himself by groping her tits as the saliva dripped from off her chin and his big dick, starting to leave a shine across her mounds. His dirty talk was broken up by his own loud, shameless moans as he was all too happy to get sucked off in the middle of the supposedly sacred wrestling ring. “Mmmmm! Fucking slut! Take all that bloody dick right deep into you! Blow me… Mmmmm! Like I fucking bet you sucked off all the carny promoters in the bingo halls you’re more used to performing in! Mmmmm!” He showed off his ego with constant disrespect despite how amazing her mouth felt to keep his moans going as she sucked up and down. Her stunning features smoothly slid down his shaft before easing back up to the halfway point and moving back in while she groaned away around his manhood.

“MMMMMMPHHH… GAAAAAAAAAHH!! HHHHHLLLKKK!!” Her eyes went wide again, taking in a lot more cock than she was used to when his bell-end connected with the back of her soothing oral cavern. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t get the chance to lift away when he grabbed her hair again. Shoving that beautiful face right into his crotch, pressing her chin into his balls as his length went from just stuffing her mouth to invading her throat. A sinful bulge was seen from her as she wasn’t just humiliated from this position, but shaming herself without thinking it over when she balled her fists up. Fruitlessly hitting his legs as she gagged around his dick and was kept shoved down into his crotch. “GAAAAAAAAAAAH! HHHHHRRRKKKK! GAAAAAAHHH!!” Staring up as she choked as her eyes begged for mercy but couldn’t even shove away as he groaned out loudly. He kept her held right down as the saliva splattered around from her gags, further dripping down his crotch and along her neck to coat her tits some more.

“MMMMM! Now obviously I get plenty of pussy, especially the easy pickings around here! MMMM… But I bet this feels even better than one of those fleshlights you hear about! MMMMM…” The cocky stud still had a wide grin on his handsome features as he stared down. Showing no sympathy for the woman he’d easily beaten in a sham of a match and now treated her like his personal fuck toy. He kept her choking away all over his dick as he stuffed her throat fuller than even her husband could ever reach in her mouth. He only needed to grip her long, blonde locks as his other hand enjoyed another quick grope at her huge tits. “MMMM… What’s the matter, slut? Can’t handle a real man’s dick for once? MMMM! Maybe I need to be the one teaching you, huh? MMMM!” He teased, before pulling her head up from his cock to allow her to loudly gasp out. Shaming her once again as he used the head of his cock to slap her cheek a couple of times. Smearing that saliva onto her skin while she panted out and clutched at her burning throat.

“I n-nearly passed out!” Santana groaned in shame and pain as she stared up. “I told you not to be so rough with me!”
“And I forgot to give a shit!” Grayson rudely told her in a blunt tone. Making her gasp again as
 he used a grip on the hair to force her up and off the canvas, leading her over to the ropes at the side of the ring he’d used before during their brief, one-sided contest. “You’re my fucking prize, and I’ll do whatever I fucking want to you!”
“H-Hey! What are you doing now??” Garrett demanded as she was pushed through the ropes to lean through the gap between the top and middle ones. Pulled back to hook her arms around the top cable to leave her exposed tits sticking out. “A-Are you sure some head isn’t enough for you?” She looked back over her shoulder, biting her lower lip when her workout pants were yanked down. Exposing her thick, tanned backside that appeared a hint reddened from the round of spanks she’d endured earlier on.
“Might be enough to finish off that loser you’re married to or the other losers around here in NXT…” Waller claimed, making her legs spread as he moved up behind her. “But a real Superstar like me needs more than ever your whore mouth to satisfy me!” He said as he lined his rod up with her entrance that, despite her mind knowing how wrong this all was, couldn’t help but be aroused by this all to a degree.

“I told you! I’m not a… OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” Her head tilted back as the former Impact Wrestling, AEW and NXT starlet felt that thick cock pushing into her wet, tight snatch. Unable even to think about the risks of being taken bareback, let alone cheating on her husband or the out-in-the-open element of this encounter. Just feeling her tightness being spread open, which further showed how she and that stunning body aren’t used to a dick of this vast size. Her mouth opened in a mix of shock and forming pleasure as his length began to pump in and out of her box. Already making her jolt through the ropes as her tits started to bounce from the force of his stiff rhythm. “OH FUCK… MMMMM! FUCK… That’s fucking big! AHHHHH! Hey! E-Easy now! I’m not… OOOOOOOH!” She tried to protest but just found herself moaning even more as she stared back to watch the man not even that much younger than himself having his wicked away with her stunning body.

“What, never seen one as big as I’m packing? MMMMM… Heard that plenty of times before, slut!” He mocked. Once again showing no respect despite how good, and clearly so from those loud moans escaping him, her snatch felt wrapped around his dick. The growing dampness in her twat and all her saliva coating his prick allowed for that smooth entry and a good thing, considering the stiff pace he was using to take her from behind. Fucking her through the ring ropes as her ass was sticking out towards him. “MMMM… Feels like you’re fucking built for it though, bitch! AHHHHH… Maybe you go out chasing cocks from studs like me after you’ve done teaching the wannabes around here jack shit? MMMM… Not that any fucking guy is on my level around here, especially when it comes to this!” He continued to rant and show off his arrogance in between those firm, deep pumps into her slot. Showing off his own porn star ability as he drove in with a nice machine-like pace. Able to go from handling being balls deep in her pleasurable throat to looking to do the same to this hole as well.

“OH FUCK! No! I never! AHHHHH! I’d never… MMMMM! Do anything l-like this! AHHHHH!” The former NWA World Women’s Champion groaned with pleasure as well as the shame of his ongoing insults about her. Sweat formed across her exposed body and that stunning face as she kept her gaze locked over her shoulder at him. Her big tits jiggled out as she was bent in position and tellingly wasn’t even making a movement to free herself from being strung up like a trophy as she took this fucking. “AHHHHH FUCK! I’m not a slut! Not a whore! MMMMMM! I’m only… AHHHHH! F-Fucking you because you beat me! OOOOOOOOH…” She moaned as she felt his inches sliding in deeper. She might not be used to a length this big but it was looking more like she was indeed built for a banging like his dirty talk claimed. Her legs obediently spread wide for him to pound her from the back. Leaving her long hair swaying down her back while her hands gripped the ropes to keep herself in position for him.

“MMMMM… Who the fuck are you fooling, teacher? MMMM! This is some great pussy right there… I’m talking stripper work, VIP room escort shit right here! MMMM! Made for fucking!” He said backhandedly, before putting his own palm to work to give her ass a sharp spank. The direct contact meant the crack rang out around the empty Performance Center hall they were using to screw in. Shortly followed by a low groan from her that had a lot more desire to it compared to her struggles during the match they had. “AHHHH… FUCK… And look at all this fat fucking arse you’re packing back here! MMMMM! Shaking like a fucking Earthquake here! Made for shaking and showing off while you’re working a pole!” He said, slapping her rump again while he drove into her slot nice and deep. Not even showing respect to make direct eye contact with her as the verbal run-downs continued. Just staring at her jiggling cheeks and the disappearing act of his rod ploughing into her snugness.

“UHHHHH! It’s not true! AHHHHH! I’m not a fucking slut! AHHHH FUCK! I’m n-not a dirty whore!” The Ocala, Florida beauty claimed as she moaned out loud and clear thanks to the pumps delivered by this hung Aussie hunk. The clap of her thick cheeks hitting his muscular body now rang out along with both of their cries as he nailed her from behind. Shaking happening front and back as her rounded tits shook as she jolted from his pumps, while her booty rippled away with each drive in he sent. “AHHHHH FUCK! And quit spanking me! AHHHHH… D-Didn’t you get enough of that during the match? MMMMM…” She whined when, as expected, he just slapped her backside once again to leave her groaning out as now a clear red handprint was forming on her cheek. So even if she didn’t allow the man she was actually married to into her now stretched pussy, he’d be able to see she’s been willingly cheating on him with this branding across her thick cheek. "I had enough of being... AHHHH FUCK... Treated like this in those damn fetish matches back for the custom sites! UHHHH!" She whined as just mentioning that just fuelled him to slap her rump even more.

“With an arse that size? No way I can’t give it what it deserves…” Grayson said, pulling out of her snatch and making her let a shameful in a different way groan as she felt that new empty feeling between her legs.
“I’m n-not… Not a piece of meat…” Santana whined, sounding like she was trying to convince herself as she didn’t object as he moved her arms to free her from being around the rope. “I’m not your slut either…”
“How fucking soaking you tell me fucking otherwise, teacher…” Waller mocked, pulling her through the ropes but once again manhandling her, forcing her over to a corner of the ring. Nearly making her stumble as she had to step out of her leggings that had been yanked down as she moved. "I bet you're one of those secret freak chicks! Getting off on me slapping your fat arse! Would explain why you did those creepy custom matches you were going on about before!"
“S-Shup up!!" She snapped, clearly triggered in perhaps more ways than one by that reminder of some shoots and matches in her past. "Just because you’re still big and hard, doesn’t mean you can just move me around like I’m a fucking toy!” Garrett’s objections were being ignored as she was lifted up so her plump butt was resting on the middle turnbuckle. Her legs lifted up after the other and hooked over the middle ropes to leave her spread wide with her pussy open and ready. “Are you even listening to me??” She watched him step in and saw his cock sliding back into her twat, her body reacted on its own as she pulled her top properly up and over her head to toss it back into the ring to her bottoms. Gripping the top cables out from the corner she’s now strung in like she was bracing herself for this.

A good thing, as this time it was a full-on hard ram upward into her tight, wet snatch that left them both moaning out. Her big tits started to bounce as she jolted up and then fell back down onto his prick as gravity aided to almost make her ride his shaft as he pumped away. That slap of skin hitting tanned skin mixed in the air with both their cries of delight as more and more of her shame about this was fading away as he got hammered already better than she’s ever been in her life. Even as she suffered more humiliation than during any clothed, stretched-out custom wrestling match she’s been involved in. Strung up once again like a trophy on a wall as she was stuck in place just to take another hard, deep fucking from a man she should be coaching to be a sports entertainer rather than used like a living sex doll.

“MMMMM! Like I fucking said! This is pussy made for porno! Built… AHHHHH FUCK… Built to be rammed by the biggest, baddest dicks around like I’m packing! MMMMM!” The cocky stud from Sydney, Australia was only now starting to break out into a sweat as he thrust stiff and hard into the busty American. Not satisfied with shaming her so far or just winning that ‘squash’ match earlier on in the night. He wanted to really rail her hard like the whore he believed she was. Fuelled by feeling how soaking wet her twat was, not resized to the perfect shape to take his dick with such a ramming pace. “MMMMM! You? Fucking teaching me about sports entertainment? MMMMM! That’s a fucking joke! The only thing this… MMMMM! SHIT! This slutty fucking pussy can teach me is how to have a good fucking time!” He claimed between shameless moans. His eyes glued down at her shaking titties as his hands moved up again, helping himself to a deep grope of her mounds and keeping her groaning in that mix of pleasure and shame.

“OOOOOOOOH FUCK! It’s… MMMMM! It’s not true! AHHHHH FUCK! I’m a wrestler! MMMM! I’m a c-coach! AHHHHH…” Sweat coated her face, as she was put through more of a workout here than in any title match during her long career never mind any drills she’s conducted being a part of the Performance Center crew. Her stunning, curvy body was held in place in the turnbuckle of the ring with the space to bounce up and down whenever she took a hard thrust. Keeping her long blonde ponytail swinging about as more than a few strands were loose and not just from the repeated tugging done to her. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!! AHHHHHH! MMMMMM!! FUUUUCK!!” She panted out as her eyes were starting to stare through the handsome, grinning features of the man railing her silly to make her appear exactly what he was rudely calling her, even if a part of her mind still denied it. The pressure building inside of her from action easily better than anything she’s had before, including from the man she’s actually married to, and from a cock easily twice as long and thick (if not more) than anything her holes have had to handle before.

As much as he’d love to just pulverise her more with insults harder than the moves he’d hit onto her earlier on, he put his mouth to even better use. Leaning in as he gripped a breast, inviting himself to further enjoy her stunning body and taking the nipple into his mouth. Moaning into the flesh as he slurped loudly and without any hint of shame. Causing her to groan in delight at the sensation as she took the suck onto her tit. He even threw in a flick of the tongue to attack the hard nipple while her mound still jiggled even in his grip. Her body shifted up and down to take the hard thrusts balls deep into her slot. Only lifting away to suck in a bit of air and switch to the other tit. Showing off even more ability to make anyone think that he could be the one just as suited for a skin flick career with how well he can worship such a fantastic set of tits as hers. Especially as he does so while delivering a hard, quick pace of thrusts to keep her soaking wet but wanting more even if her words still deny it.

The combination of the shameful position she was strung up in, the repeated hard thrusts to stuff her twat full, and now this expertly performed sucking on her tits sent the multi-time former Women’s Champion across the indies into another defeat. Her head tilted back as she let out a long, loud moan into the high ceiling of the Performance Center she was being screwed in. Her snatch clamping around his prick, testing him while he still sucked on her breasts, as she came hard around his dick. Leaving questionable evidence of juices dripping down from off his cock and her crotch onto the ring canvas that she’d have to hope would dry out before the morning training sessions began. Worst still, she had no choice but to experience every mind-numbing moment of that intense peak as his thrusts didn’t stop while she came. Leaving her fucked through the orgasm not to teach her another lesson, but more so that he could revel in making one of his coaches act like the horny whore he believed she was only good for.

“Mmmmm… And that’s really all you can handle?” Grayson mocked, pulling his still rock-hard shaft out of her well-used pussy. “Like I fucking said, slut… Go quit this ‘day job’ and go sign up for getting fucked in a minivan or on a porno set… It’s what you and this fucking built-for-action body of yours are good for!” He said, reaching down to finally unhook her legs from around the ropes.
“N… No! Never…” Even in an exhausted state, Santana was still defiant even after cumming like a filthy whore all over his dick. Shaking her head as she was able to stand against the corner, panting for air. “I’m not… I’m not a slut… I’ll never be one…”
“You ain’t fooling me, bitch…” Waller just turned her around, making her face the corner before slapping her ass to make her jolt. Pushing her into position to make her bend over and stick that thick backside out while her hands reached out to grip the middle ropes of the ring at each side from the corner. “But let’s see if you’re as much of a porno slut as I know you are… Because an arse this fucking fat? It’s got to be built to be fucking slammed!”
“M-My ass?? My husband doesn’t even get to…” Garrett tried to protest, only to find herself gasping out when he pushed the fat crown of his cock not back into her snatch, but into the last of her tight holes to sample to really certify her at least being unfaithful if not being the whore he thinks she is.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” A long, loud moan as her blonde-haired head tilted back and her hands firmly gripped the cables as her curvy body tensed up. That fat cock slid in basically dry into her more than shapely rump with only her pussy juices acting like a form of lube as he roughly thrust in. Ensuring her cheeks were shaking even more wildly than the first time he’d taken her from behind or from any spanks. “FUCK… AHHHHH FUCK! GOD!! SO… UHHHH! SO FUCKING BIG! FUCK!!” She yelled out in a mix of pleasure and pain, keeping herself bent over for him as she fucked her against the corner. Her jolts this time making not just her body move back and forth but causing her head to dart into that gap between the turnbuckles. The top of her ponytail brushed into the pad above as her body was made to rock against his motion. An impressive display considering she’d just enjoyed a hard orgasm, even as shame-filled as it was, but was still able to go for some more action as she offered up her stunning backside to be used.

“That’s fucking right! MMMM! The biggest, baddest motherfucker in all of fucking NXT!” He quite rightly bragged as he stuffed his fat length into the groaning beauty bent over in front of him. Helping himself to slap her jiggling cheeks again as he worked in and out, loving how her vice-like asshole was clamped around his cock. A display not just of her not being used to a cock of his better-than-porn star size, but that this hole was even off-limits to her own husband. “MMMM! And a fat arse like this is only fucking good… MMMM! FUCK… For taking my big fucking dick! Cheeks made for fucking clapping!” He continued to degrade her even more than his cock was doing with this level of stiff thrusting. Not even giving her any proper time to adjust to being stretched out this way, knowing that if her mouth and snatch are anything to go by this hole will be able to handle this rough action the same way.

“UHHHH! I’m… AHHHHH! Not! AHHHHH FUCK! A fucking… UHHHHH! Whore!! MMMMM!!” The former holder of titles in Shine Wrestling and Stardom panted out her claims but her loud moans and the way she was willingly staying bent over for him to ravage her juicy backside told a different story. Juices dripped down her thighs as she got off on his hard banging without even touching her snatch. Her big tits swayed in time with the jolts her body was doing as she held herself up against the corner. Even shaming herself by her head hanging down, moaning out down to the canvas as she got fucked in this wrestling ring. “OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!! I’m a fucking wrestler! AHHHHH!! A God-damn coach! MMMMM!! Not a… MMMMM FUCK!! A fucking porn star made for… UHHHH!! B-Being butt fucked! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She added to just add to his mocking as she took his big dick nice and deep to make him groan out as she handled more of those thick inches. It only added to his case that she should have retired from wrestling not to train, but to jump into a life of skin flicks and show off this Size Queen level of talent.

“Fucking arsed ass slut! MMMMM! Big booty bitch! MMMM!! This fat arse is fucking squeezing my big bloody dick! You’re begging for this, you dirty slut!” He grinned as he pounded in and out of that rear to show exactly how build she was for this hard action. Her plump cheeks, reddened with all the spanks, now crashed into his muscular waist whenever he thrust forward. Another groan from the both of them at this added sensation as he further dominated that already sweat-dripping body of the recently hired WWE Performance Center coach. “Gonna rail you nice and hard like the cheap slut you are! Like the fucking cock-teasing porno bitch you were meant to be!” He mocked while drilling her plump rump. A more than healthy shine of moisture across his desirable body as he rammed in and out of her. Only pulling a few inches out before driving sharply back in to slam his crotch against her booty.

Thoughts about the husband she was willingly cheating on or the long, multiple Championship and international wrestling career she’s had were far from her mind now as she groaned deeply like an animal in heat. Her head hanging down perhaps a saving grace to hide the shameful look of pleasure across her face and her eyes rolled upward. Shuddering as she stayed bent over and even moaned out when her juicy rear got spanked in between his hard thrusts. Her mind, weakened by the pleasure, made her thrilled by the spanks instead of reminded of the shame of the less-than-savoury gigs she's taken for fetish-style humiliation matches in the past. His mockery and filthy brand of compliments had already been proven true by her agreeing to suck him off and be fucked in a wrestling ring in the clear open in the first place. But putting herself into an even more lewd level as she started to hit a peak. Not even touching her snatch as she got off on being fucked up the ass as her groans continued. More juices dripped down her shaking inner thighs as her legs began to buckle as the pleasure became too much.

“MMMM… Trying to break my fucking dick off with that far arse!” Grayson said, having to pull out of that backside to leave her asshole gaping open as he slapped her one last time. “If you want my dick so bad, you just needed to ask you mega slut!” He said, reaching over and grabbing her hair again.
“Oh fuck!! Let… At least let me fucking rest!” Santana whined in total defeat as she got pulled
 out of the corner, just to be shoved down onto her back onto the canvas. “Oh fuck… My fucking ass… I’m gonna be feeling this for a fucking week now!” She panted as she was sprawled out.
“Not my fucking problem, bitch!” He dropped down, mounting her chest and grabbing her heaving tits. “But you know what is? Putting these big fucking titties of yours to proper use! Giving them what they’re only good for!” He said with another cocky smirk.
“Fuck… J-Just fucking do it! Fuck my fucking tits!” Santana snapped even in her tired stare. “H-Haven’t you fucking had enough of me??”

“With big slutty funbags like this? I’d never get tired of them!” He mocked as he pressed her mounds against the sides of his dick to go straight from fucking her ass balls deep to now trying out her rack. Not being enough for his victory already to have claimed all of her pleasurable holes, so now he used her body for his pleasure. Moans left him as he started to pump, making her tits jiggle around his prick even with the tight grip he was using. Groans came from her as he didn’t go easy on her either Pumping stiffly to make full use of a set of large, rounded breasts like hers. “MMMM… Bet if you don’t let your poor hubby get to tap your fat arse… MMMM! You never let him bang these big knockers of yours either? Right, teacher?” He said as he thrust smoothly in and out of those sweat-coated tits to find a new way to shame her with the action happening right in the middle of the ring for a more lewd kind of pin than he’d used earlier on.

“S-Shut up! Just fucking cum already! Fuck!” Garrett groaned, biting her lower lip as she found herself unable to stop gazing down to watch the fat crown of his prick pop up from between her pushed-up rack before vanishing back down. A smack was heard each time he thrust in and sent his crotch hitting the underside of her mounds. His fingers dug in deep to enjoy the flesh even as it shook around his digits. “H-How can you go so long? Fuck! It’s b-bad enough you fucked me so damn hard! I’m gonna be feeling this for a fucking week! Probably longer!” She whined between groans as even with a set of big breasts as she had, she still felt the sting of such a rough fucking. Perhaps another sign that she indeed didn’t let many lovers, if any before, use her mountains in such a sinful way.

“MMMM… Call it the bloody Grayson Waller Effect, you porno bitch!” He just grinned down, feeling his cock start to throb between her huge tits as even with his stamina and talents he was finally reaching his limit. Not wanting to waste any moment of this encounter however as he pounded deep between her tits. “MMMM!! Giving these prick-teasing tits of yours the fucking you deserve! AHHHHH... The pounding you and this slutty body of yours should be… MMMM! Should be fucking taking on a black casting couch!” He continued to degrade her with the talk that she should be taking a route into banging on film than helping train future sports entertainers. All as he proved that to be potentially true with how well she was taking such a hard and swift titty fuck. Not slowing down even as his prick began to pulse as he kept his fat Australian dick sandwiched in those huge American tits.

He even found a new way to disrespect her by not even warning about when his peak was racing ahead. So when she made the untimely mistake of tilting her head down to say something, all she got was a thick, hot rope of spunk caught into her open mouth and hitting her lips. Her eyes widened as she just stared, catching a second before the next couple of shots splattered over her neck for a messy ‘pearl necklace’ to brand her. Only pulling out of her mounds in order to rapidly stroke off as he aimed down. Glazing her heaving mounds to splatter both with the rest of that big load. Leaving Santana groaning when she closed her lips out and found herself, without even thinking twice about the action, swallowing down the bit of spunk she’d inadvertently collected while watching the mess he’d left over her rack.

“Better yet, that was the Grayson Waller Training Effect!” The cocky hunk said with a big smirk as he stood up, looking over the worn-out, well-fucked and now cum-coated state of the Performance Center coach.
“T-That… That was…” Garrett just stayed laid out on her back as she stared up.
“Yeah yeah, the best shag you’ve fucking had. I don’t give a shit.” He stepped back. Grabbing his shorts off the canvas and putting them back on. “Listen up! I don’t care how long you are gonna be around here, but if someone like you thinks they can teach me about anything? Then all you’re gonna get is that fat arse of yours banged one more time!” He warned as he didn’t even try to help her up as he moved to the ring ropes. “So don’t fucking show up during my private time to train around here at night, OK? Or else I’ll give you another fucking pounding like your husband can’t do!” He said, even forgetting about his actual training plans for the night as he left the ring. “Wouldn’t be a fucking bad thing I guess to get a slut like her cumming all over me again…” He said to himself and didn’t even try to whisper as he walked away from the ring.

Leaving Santana still on her back staring up at the lights in more than just simple defeat. Slowly, however, a sly smile appeared on her face as she licked her lips to steal the last of his cum from around her mouth. A look which screamed that she was not giving in to his insults about what she was good for… But she had absolutely no plans about not showing up late at night for this kind of session again real soon. And she wouldn’t even need the foreplay of the squash match either…

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