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 characters, promotions, wrestlers, events 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. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any other wrestling promotion, or any current or former wrestlers/characters.
Starring: Maryse (WWE)
The Big Book of Wrestling Babes – Maryse
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
A Commissioned story by [Anonymous].
Written by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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“So, you finally got me all on my own at last…” The sultry but ever confident voice of former WWE Diva and now part time sports entertainer, part time reality TV star and producer Maryse said as she walked onto the ‘set’ of the interview room. Looking dazzling in a tight, figure-hugging black dress with plunging neckline to show off her large MILF tits. Stroking back her platinum blonde, long hair as she took the seat opposite me. Just a small table on the set here in this suite in a fancy hotel that I’d rented for my latest sham of an interview.
Ah, I’m getting a little ahead of myself. Allow me to explain. You see Maryse ticks a lot of boxes for me and not just with her stunning looks and curvy frame. Former WWE star, and two-time Divas Champion in fact. Certified MILF status. Happily married. And also covers the ground as an international beauty being famously French Canadian. But there was one major snag with her. Being, well, her husband. I often, and rather always all too easily, get these fake interviews set up to snag a beauty of wrestling now I was quite familiar with the ins and outs of the business. Along with the odd bribe here and there.
Sadly when trying to get Maryse alone for an interview, her loving husband would always want to tag along. Which was understandable not just from a marriage standpoint. It’s a couple-based Reality TV show they both star in so why wouldn’t they both want the same spotlight and promotion? Thankfully now her hubby is off filming some new movie (likely straight to DVD I assume or hidden away on a streaming service). So that leaves my actual target for a new review all alone for me to charm and work over. Far away from any WWE arena, her home and especially her unsuspecting husband. And from how she looks like a million bucks already (her dress probably alone cost that, never mind the gemstone earrings she had on or the high heels) this was going to be a delicious time.
“Well of course, Mrs. Miz.” I said, putting on a smile to flatter her. “After all, you deserve your own spotlight! Just because your man is a big wrestling star, doesn’t mean you can’t get to shine all by yourself.”
“Well, I do usually enjoy working promotion like this with my man…” Maryse brushed back her long hair. “But it never hurts to hear about how I’m just as big a star on my own… So please carry on…” She smirked, clearly enjoying the ego stroking.
“Well then, let me just get the camera rolling and we can get this long awaited interview going then, shall we?” I said, getting up from my chair so I could move across the room and start up my camera ready. Little did she know of course than there wouldn’t be too much talking going on, at least in terms of any proper question and answering sessions.
I sat back down, giving the camera a count down to fake like this was all legit before I smiled to the lens. “Welcome again everyone to another interview with a famous face from the world of entertainment. Today, we’re entering both the worlds of reality TV and that of sports entertainment of the WWE. The leading lady of the show Miz and Mrs, and herself a former wrestler and champion in her own right. Now juggling the jobs of entertainment mogul, TV producer and of course being a mother and wife – and doing all of them spectacularly! Please welcome the one, the only – Maryse!”
“Now that’s the kind of introduction I like!” Maryse smiled as her thick French Canadian accent didn’t hide the ego oozing from her words. “I should hire you to do voice work for my show!”
“You’re too kind, Mrs. Miz.” I said, looking to her. “So let’s get right too it! Can you tell us since we’re currently in between seasons with your man off filming a new movie I believe, what can we expect from the next season of your reality TV show?” I asked, pandering to her with an easy question.
“Oh well, I’m afraid I cannot just give spoilers about what’s up next…” She claimed with a smug look. “But I can assure you that, to borrow the phrase from my wonderful, handsome husband? It’s going to be… Awesome!”
“Well if it’s anything like the episodes we’ve seen so far? It will be that and then some!” I continued the ego-stroking, seeing how much she was revelling in it. “I mean, that one time where you dressed like that other former wrestler and reality star? Nikki Bella I think she was called? And you looked even better than she did herself!”
“Oh well, to be quite honest? It wasn’t that hard to look better than her…” Maryse bragged, stroking her hair back. “I could wear a potato sack and pull off a look better than that reality reject… That’s why my show is getting renewed and her show with her dancer husband and hippie sister isn’t.” She even felt comfortable enough to take shots at others, showing the sort of loud mouth that’s gotten her and her husband into trouble in the WWE still these days.
“I see…” I held back my smile, seeing how she’s fallen easy for me sucking up to her. “Now, back to about your current reality show… I do wonder as many do just how much of your show is scripted and how much is more, free-flowing and natural if that makes sense?”
“Uh, excuse me?” Maryse raised an eyebrow at the question. “What are you implying? That me and my husband are fakes? That we stage everything?”
“Oh, not at all! But you know how some of these shows are… They stage everything and it’s just actors and the like making stuff up and drama for ratings.” I said as I could see I’d struck a little nerve with her on this. “I mean, I saw one clip where you were leaning forward and another guy ‘accidentally’ grabbed one of your breasts…” I recalled, and noting Maryse’s classic shocked expression of her mouth being open in outrage. “And another time from you at a wrestling show, showing off a necklace and when the camera zoomed in on you, you acted like someone had blown up your house.”
“First off all, an invasion of personal space is not going off script!” Maryse snapped at me in her more familiar, arrogant persona. “Just because my man bought me something nice, it doesn’t mean some guy can just zoom right in on me! And second? There’s nothing fake about my show, or my life with my husband!” She claimed, but didn’t sound all that convincing. “And even if I did? It would still be entertaining because no matter if it’s on or off script? We are still both going to be… Awesome.”
“So… You’re saying that you’re perfectly fine with things getting a little wild and not going to plan then?” I smiled, seizing on her words. “You’re OK with a filming going off script?”
“Oui… Totally fine.” Maryse brushed off my question before she sighed. “Any other questions?” She half-heartedly asked as she checked over her nails.
“Well, just one more actually…” I said, moving up from my chair. Maryse seemed a little too busy checking out her nails so she didn’t seem to bothered when I moved up to beside her around the back of her chair. As I moved, I carefully loosened my belt and lowered my zipper to mask the sound. So when I arrived at her, I could slip down my pants as she was busy checking herself. Clueless that my fat, long shaft was now exposed and already hardening as I inched, pun intended, closer to her.
“Do you think this is… Awesome?” I mocked with a more cocky smirk now. Hearing that instantly making her stare as she turned to me, only for that familiar wide open mouthed expression to return. Her eyes locked onto my shaft as she sat bolt upright in the chair. And I didn’t need to be a mind rider to figure out this was a fat longer, thicker dick than she was used to seeing, including the one belong to not just her husband, but the man who knocked her up to make her into a MILF.
“H-How dare you!!” Maryse snapped, glaring up at me as her eyes switched to look at my dick and my shameless expression. “What kind of fucking interview is this?? Whipping out your damn… Big, fat, long fucking cock out in front of me?? A happily married woman! A mother of two children!!” Her outraged words just sounded red hot with that sexy accent of hers.
“You didn’t answer my question, Mrs. Miz.” I pointed out, still smiling. “Am I more well hung than your husband?”
“Shut up!!” She snapped, deliberately avoiding the question. “It’s n-not as if this stupid, big fat fucking cock of yours could even handle a woman like me…” She claimed, even as her eyes lingered on my prick.
“Oh? If that a challenge?” I again jumped on her choice of words like she was revealing a little too much of her true thoughts as she eyed up my dick. “Or are you more used to men not lasting with you? That’s maybe more of the script you’re used to dealing with?”
Maryse narrowed her eyes, glaring up at me. “If you’re implying my husband cannot satisfy me? You are w-wrong!” She stuttered a bit too much to sound believable. “And his cock is far, far bigger than yours! The same goes for his balls! My husband has like, huge, massive fucking balls!”
“Well, if you’re down for going off script? Maybe you can try me out and see if I can last a lot, lot longer than your man can?” I challenged her as I smiled at her.
“Off script? Please, you wouldn’t make a full page let alone a whole show…” Maryse mocked me. “Even with this big fucking dick… So stupid and fat and long…” I heard a slight purr in her accent. “But fine! I guess that since my husband is out of town and can’t kick your ass? I’ll just… I’ll just deal with you and this big, young dick of yours…” She decided, contrasting her words as she reached up and took a hold of me. So already the camera had a full, clear view of her starting to cheat on her man as she pumped my shaft.
“Well, you can go ahead and try, Mrs. Miz…” I said, all too happy to remind her of her married status which made her glare up at me again. “But I think you’re going to find that I’m quite something else… In fact? You could describe me in one word…” I was about to say.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” Maryse cut me off, before unleashing what I assumed was a couple more insults in French at me as she stroked my shaft. “You’re nothing compared to my husband! Just some cocky, young kid… With a big, stupid cock…” She hissed before, contrasting with her angry tone, she happily opened up those full lips of hers to wrap them around my shaft. A moan instantly escaping me from the unexpected quick start into a blowjob right away as that stunning face of her pushed down and I got the feeling of how wet and soothing her mouth was. Nothing the groan she let out around that prick as her lips stretched for a thickness she clearly, despite her claims, wasn’t used to handling from the man she’s actually married to. Her hand more holding my dick than pumping now as she glared up at me. Starting to sink up and down as her soft groans bounced off my length and her hair began to sway a bit as she got into a steady motion. While giving her not just a taste of my dick, but a sign that I could handle what even a fantastic mouth like this could offer.
“Mmmmmphhh! Mmmmm… Hmmmmphhh…” The Sexiest of the Sexy clearly wasn’t a stranger to dishing out some oral fun. Her full lips sliding smoothly along my shaft, getting the saliva layered onto me as her eyes still kept a lock up at me with that furious look. Not able to hint the hint of desire behind them nor the regular groans of her own as she worked along my thick size. “Mmmmm… Mmmmmphhh!! Shhhrrlllppp… Mmmm mmmm mmmmmphhhh…” Even taking a moment to lift up until just the crown of me was between her lips. Turning her head from side to side as she performed a grinding motion onto my shaft like she was further testing me. Going right back to a full, deep slurp along me as she slipped more of my inches into her talented oral hole. I even felt her tongue sneak a lick up at the underside of me as she focused on the bobbing rhythm to try and finish me off.
“Mmmmm… Might be a big cock, and balls to match by the way… But I can sure last with you, right Mrs. Miz?” I teased with a wide smile. As any man would, getting their dick sucked by a stacked and stunning MILF like this. Getting another glare from her at the remark, or perhaps just from being reminded that she’s cheating on her husband behind his back. Yet even so, that gorgeous face kept on sliding up and down along my rod accompanied by her loud slurps and purring groans. Something told me she was very much enjoying getting a piece of my big dick and a whole lot more than she was letting on. I decided to test that as I reached down, helping myself to a squeeze of her huge chest through her dress as I made her moan around my prick once again. When I saw her hand move up, I assumed she might be going to swat my hand away. She made no such effort, instead helping me out with the sex tape filming by brushing that long platinum blonde hair back over her shoulder. A clear view for the camera of her mouth pumping along my manhood and from that stare up she was giving me, I wasn’t so sure it was such an unintentional move by her as it merely appeared to be.
Lifting her mouth off, she gritted her teeth together as she gazed over my length and the mess she’s already made over it before she brought her hand up. Showing off her dazzling, expensive wedding ring as her fingers grabbed my shaft in order to pump at me, working her spit along me and getting her own digits sticky in the process. “Stupid kid! I’ve… I’ve seen bigger! Especially these big, fat balls of yours… My husband’s are so much b-bigger!” Maryse unconvincingly claimed as she leaned in and down to invite herself in to my nuts. No complaints from me as her tongue pushed out and started to swirl around my balls to make me groan. Working over the far one first as she slowly, almost savouringly, roamed around the sack for a couple of complete circles around. Only pulling back a little as she sucked in air before going to the other and repeating the motion. All as her hand pumped away to double team my shaft as the French Canadian beauty feasted on my heavy balls.
“Mmmmm… Sure, of course they are…” I said with a groan as I watched Maryse almost worship both parts of my manhood as she lapped at my balls and kept her palm pumping along my prick. Another narrow eyed glare from her at my light mocking as she opened her mouth, getting me moaning as she gave a long, loud slurp onto one of my balls. Definitely feeling her tongue lashing out at me as she worked her lips onto the sack and groaned into me. Her hand having to stroke the top part as the heavy shaft rested into her face, dabbing a little bit of her own saliva onto herself in the process. Only pulling off from me so she could run her tongue all the way up to my underside and finish off at my crown with a different kind of ‘French Kiss’ delivered to the top of my cock than the move she used to do in the ring. Her tongue swirling around at the head before sealing her pouty lips onto the tip so she could once again groan at the taste and texture of my man-meat.
“Shhhhhhrrrpppp!! GAAAAAAAHHHH…. HHHHLLLLKKKK!! MMMMMMPHHHH…” Even I was surprised when the former Divas Champion pushed right down onto me not just to get blowing me again, but shoving my thick length beyond just being serviced by her already fantastic mouth. Feeling now her snug, hot throat clinging to my size as she more face fucked herself onto my pole than mere slurping. My moans louder now and the same went for her muffled cries, now broken up by sinful choking from her as the saliva seeped past her full lips to drool down her chin. “MMMMMPHHH… HHHHRRRKKK… GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHRRRKKK… MMMMM…” So caught up in watching her stunning face ploughing down into my crotch that I barely noticed her hands going to work as well. With so much of my dick now between her lips she had one hand now cupping my heavy, freshly sucked and licked balls as she squeezed them to enjoy the weight and size of them. Dare I say perhaps sizing up how much spunk I had packed in them? Her other hand joining the action my own was doing as she groped away at her own large chest to keep both tits jiggling as I fondled the other while being blown.
“GAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHLLLKKK… SSHHHLLLPPPP… GAAAHH GAAHHH HHHHLLLKKK!!” Her state of unfaithful lust was so high she wasn’t even caring about the mess she was making on herself as she deep throated my shaft. Her drool now hitting across her exposed skin on the deep cleavage of her tits shown off by her dress. Even a couple drips hitting the attire itself and both her own and my hands as we worked over those massive mounds. Her focus being on feasting on some thick cock and showing that if she hadn’t gone the route of sports entertainment and reality TV, she would already be a legend in the adult film industry. “HHHHLLLKKK… MMMMM!! GAAAAAAAAAAHHH HHHHLLLRRRKKK… MMMMM!!” Still keeping up the act with that pissed off stare up at me. Even as she pushed her face right in so her chin touched the set of balls she was groping away at. Handling every inch with ease between her lips and not even having her eyes water up for a second. Another flicker of desire from her stare as if she was thrilled to finally have a dick that could last in her oral tunnel as she groaned around my length.
I was almost wondering if she ever planned on moving on from just this Grade-A blowjob display, but eventually she slowly pulled off. A loud, perfect for porn gasp escaping her as the thick trail of spit hung from the end of my shaft to her mouth. “Y-You can wipe that smug fucking smile off your fucking face!” Maryse snapped, even as her licked her lips to break off the spit while her eyes shifted from up at me to down at my still rock hard cock. “Just because you’re the first to last… I mean, you’re able to get l-lucky and last, taking one of my blowjobs??” She corrected herself, even with the slight admission that I was a lot better, and lasting long, than what she was used to.
“You said it, not me Mrs. Miz.” I stayed smiling as she kept on that outraged look. “But if you think I’m not up to your husband’s standards? Then maybe we can move on and see what else of you that I can handle? Or not, as you put it.” I said to challenge her.
“W-Well I suppose… It’s not a surprise you want to fuck me… I am the Sexiest of the Sexy, after all…” Her ego was still ever present as she brushed her hair back. “But my pussy if off limits! I can’t risk ruining my body with filming coming up soon… And I’ve already had two kids! Me and my husband aren’t planning any more.”
“So, you’re saying that if I can’t score with one hole? Perhaps there another of yours I can try out?” I grinned, reaching into an inside pocket of my jacket and producing the bottle of sex lube that I always had at the ready if such a chance like this sprung up.
Her eyes widened as she saw me already pouring out some onto my fingers. “You’re disgusting! What kind of dumb, young, hung pervert gets excited for fucking a married woman, a mother at that up the ass?? You’re sick!” She mocked me. Yet, despite the insults, she was the one who moved first to move off from the chair and turning around. Kneeling back onto the seating as she looked back and reached with her hand as she showed off her wedding ring again. Hiking up that tight, expensive dress and showing that there was no underwear on underneath either. So that rounded, juicy backside of hers was shown off. Along with her smoothly shaved pussy that I noted was already looking a little moist.
“Did you read my C.V. before the interview, Mrs. Miz?” I teased as I moved behind her. Showing her that I wasn’t just down to tap some ass, but had plenty of experience in it as I brought my hand down to her rump. She helpfully kept her ass spread with one of her hands, faking like she was merely just keeping her dress to the side. So my other hand couple keep her other plump cheek apart as I applied the finger onto her tight hole. A groan escaping her as she tellingly rocked back already into me even before I’d penetrated her. Wasn’t too long, even with her resistance, before my digit slipped in to keep her low moans escaping her. Working the finger slowly in and out to ease in the lube. “So your pussy is just your husband’s exclusive property then? Lucky me then getting to use your ass.” I added. Noting how she seemed a little too eager to engage in backdoor fun, especially with a man that she isn’t actually married to.
“Ahhhhhh… W-Watch your mouth! Mmmmm! Don’t get any stupid ideas! Ahhhhhh fuck!!” Maryse hissed at me, watching me finger fuck her backside with a stare from over the shoulder as she held onto the back of the chair with her free hand. “I’m not going to let some stupid, hot young kid… With his big fat fucking cock… Ahhhhh! Blow a load in me and knock me up behind… Mmmm! Behind my fucking husband’s back!” She claimed between groans but it sounded like more excuses. Or was she more worried about her husband feeling how stretched out her snatch would be if she took my cock? Regardless of her reasons, I wasn’t going to pass up on the chance to fuck the stunning, thick ass of a former WWE Diva. Pumping my finger back and forth a few more rounds into her rump before I pulled out to leave her hissing again but this time in more clear desire than she probably would have liked to let out. Seeing her gaze back and watch as I applied some lube to my dick as well for good measure before I stepped up behind her.
Pressing my dick in, another classic, mouth open wide in shock expression was all over her stunning French Canadian features as I entered into that thick ass of hers. Both of us moaning as I felt how vice-like that rump was, showing me that this hole of hers wasn’t offered up that much – probably due to finding so few men who could actually handle her. I was making up for all that lost time in her life as I began to pump in and out of her backside. Easing in to begin with so we could both get used to her tightness while I stretched her back passage out wider than she was used to feeling. The telling signs from her already that she was enjoying this from the moans escaping her, how her eyes were locked back at her rump to watch herself take that dick, and how her hand reaching back was digging into the ample flesh of her booty as she felt my inches invade her.
“MMMMM… Oooooooooooh fuck! MMMMM… Fucking disgusting! Sickening! MMMMM… Fucking nasty, young pervert! Oooooooooooh!” Her insults just sounded like a form of dirty talk, made to sound even hotter (as were her moans in general) thanks to that thick accent of hers. Even as she mocked me though, she was putting on her own shameless show as she rocked back on her knees to push her butt back against me and my firm pumps. Keeping her shapely rear raised up along with being pushed out like she really was far more into this than she was letting on. “Making a poor, lonely… MMMMM! Defenceless wife and mother like me do this! AHHHHH… MMMMM… Offering up her big, fat ass… To some big, long, young cock! Disgusting!! MMMMM…” She claimed as her eyes darted from down at my crotch to see my shaft sliding in and out of her booty to up at my smiling, handsome features. Perhaps using my own expression of loving this all as her motivation to keep up the act like she did hate this, despite the clear moans and her rocking back into me to help fit more of my inches up into her tightness.
“I’m pretty sure Mrs. Miz… MMMMM! That you were the one offering up your lovely backside here to me in the first place… MMMMM! I’m not ‘making’ you do anything here…” I pointed out to remind her that she was the one willingly being unfaithful, putting her own marriage, family and career on the line to have some fun with me. I was at least planning on making it all worth her while as I made my motion firmer to properly pump away between her spread apart cheeks as they were shaking deliciously from both of our motions. My body standing at that slight angle from her as I made sure my camera had a nice, clear view of me thrusting into her asshole with my fat cock. “But you know… MMMMM! We could stop if you really don’t like hooking up… MMMMM! With a filthy man like me…” I teased her again, and I certainly had no plans on stopping as I fucked her thick backside from behind. Groaning myself in delight from that fantastic snug grip her rear had around my shaft. A body built for big cock action like and from how she was pushing into my thrusts whenever I moved in she clearly had some long held urges that she wanted to let loose too.
“MMMMM FUCK!! NO! I m-mean, don’t you dare stop! MMMM!” The former WWE Divas Champion glared at me before trying to compose herself between her loud moans. Obviously the idea of me stopping now not to her liking and she even shoved her plump rump back into me with a lot more force. Making those cheeks clap into my waist as the sound rang out as she took me basically balls deep between those shaking, juicy cheeks. “I did not… MMMM! Go this far… Cheating on my God damn husband… AHHHHH FUCK! To just quit now! With your… AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK… Fat fucking cock, deep up my fucking ass! MMMMM!!” She yelled, slamming a hand down onto the back of the seat she was kneeling on as it creaked a little underneath us both as we used plenty of force for this shameless (despite her clear lies) encounter. My free hand having to take over to hold her dress up and to the side as I fucked her ass. And I didn’t need to see where hers was headed to but the footage would later confirm as her fingers began sliding across her pussy, showing her deep arousal as I filled up one of her lower holes as she now took care of the other.
“MMMM FUCK… You are filthy! MMMMM FUCK!! A fucking sick, filthy… AHHHHH! Nasty, ass fucking pervert! MMMMM!” She perhaps wanted it to sound like an insult but with her tone and all the moans escaping her I took it as a wicked compliment. As if I needed any further encouragement with my dick already buried in a hot, tight ass of a busty blonde as she rocked back and forth herself to almost take it was good as I was giving it to her. The smack of her backside meeting my toned frame sounding out to mix with out moans as the sweat began to form across her skin. A noticeable drop rolling down her groaning face as she still looked back over her shoulder at me as I screwed her from behind. “AHHHHH… It’s sickening! MMMMM!! You have no shame! MMMMM… Fucking me behind my husband’s back… And not even fucking… UHHHHH! MMMMM… Stuffing my pussy! You’re fucking my ass like… AHHHHH! I’m some common slut!! MMMMM…” She added for more wild excuses to mask her own lust for me and my big cock as I thrust smoothly and stiffly into her backside. Meeting her pushes back so when she backed all that thick MILF ass up into me, I rammed in with a firm pump to make sure she was stuffed like she was an expert at deep, hole stretching anal like this. And who was I to deny a horny babe like this of scratching an itch of finally getting a dick that can give her and her stunning, Playboy-quality body the action she not only deserves but was built to take?
“Again, Mrs. Miz… MMMMM… You were the one who wanted me to fuck your ass…” I pointed out as I decided to test how long she could keep up using her acting skills. Pulling my cock out from her backside and letting the camera get a shot at the nicely gaping state of her asshole thanks to my thick length.
“HEY! I told you not to fucking stop!!” Maryse glared at me and her anger this time was far more from me stopping her than anything else. I was pretty sure her next words, unleashed in French, weren’t approving of the break either as she made me back up as she moved off from the chair.
“Yes, well, you sounded like you were hating it…” I now came up with lies. Watching as Maryse eased off the dress from the shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor as I got to check out every inch of that stunning MILF body now she was just in a set of high heels.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” She snapped, shoving me back into the chair I’d been sitting in for the sham interview what already felt like a lifetime ago. “I’m the fucking Sexiest of the Sexy! I’ll do whatever the fuck I want!!” She told me, and I just grinned and let her have her fun as she climbed up onto me and mounted my cock.
Her position facing away meant I could only see her back and that long platinum hair of hers, but my camera got the fantastic view in more ways than one of her as she reached down and actually shoved my dick back up into her ass from underneath. Her legs either side of me with the heels planted on the floor and a hand back to grip onto the chair I was on. Leaving her free to move up on my shaft and drop down as she started moaning all over again. Not objecting to me reaching up to hold her waist as I let her build into the motion as she smoothly raised up to just drop firmly down. Getting her ass slapping down into my crotch in no time as I groaned out. Her ass still vice tight to squeeze my dick even with this being the second round of taking me into her supposedly rarely used rear tunnel.
“AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM!! Don’t fucking tell me… MMMMM!! What I can and can’t fucking do!! MMMMM!! I’m the fucking Sexiest of the Sexy! The best… MMMMM!! Fucking Diva there’s ever been!!” It was a display of lust and ego from her and not just from the dirty talk. Her free hand once again rubbing away at her wet pussy as she rode me with her juicy ass. Licking her lips as she revelled in the pleasure and took a moment to toss her hair back almost like she does for her in-ring taunt. Her big tits jiggling away in time with her stiff bounces on me as she took me in balls deep. Making my whole length vanish as she dropped down into my lap before only a few inches reappeared as she lifted up before repeating the act all over again. “AHHHHHH!! I’m a fucking mother! MMMMM!! A damn wife!! MMMMM!! And if I want to… UHHHHH!!! Fucking take a big, fat, fucking young dick right up my ass??? AHHHHH FUCK!! No body is going to fucking stop me!!” She yelled out before casting a flaming glare over her shoulder at me as our eyes locked and I saw that desire from her that perhaps even her loving husband hasn’t seen for years if at all. The sweat leaving a shine over her features so the horny beauty looked even hotter than ever, which said a lot for a beauty who has shown off all the goods in all-nude Playboy pictorials before her sports entertainment days.
“MMMMM… You’re not going off script now on me… MMMMM! FUCK… Are you now, Mrs. Miz?” My smile was wide but even with how amazing this felt I couldn’t help but revel in the moment with a bit more teasing at her sudden switch to being openly into this all now. Letting the stacked blonde show that even with motherhood and being years retired from proper in-ring competition she clearly could still go where it matters. Working up and down on my shaft with the pace and force that a woman half her age would struggle to pull off. Her breasts bouncing away while her long hair swayed from the motion, even with a couple strands being loose and clinging to her moaning face as she rode me. All as she kept a hand brushing away over the top of her pussy to make sure she was getting off having my meaty shaft lodged deep into her asshole. Filling her up deeper than she’s had in a long while and maybe even in her whole life, yet still not acting like that’s enough to satisfy her with how swiftly she’s driving herself down on to my fuck-stick.
“I FUCKING SAID… AHHHHH FUCK!! SHUT! MMMM!! THE! OOOOOOOHH!! FUCK!!! MMMMMM!! UP!! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She yelled out as she raised her arm that had been clutching the chair we’re on, as it was creaking now from having to handle not exactly our combined weight, but the lusty force being used for this wild ride the former WWE Diva was delivering to me. Her arm curling back, clutching my head to leave her wedding ring on display again as her hand held my head. Leaning her body against mine so she could stare into me with desire as we loudly and clearly heard one another’s moans. Still bucking away onto me as she happily and very eagerly did all the work for us both. Driving her juicy backside sharply down into my crotch over and over as she took me in balls deep. Yet even with her harsh movement neither of us felt a sting of pain from this aggressive pace as she rode me like her life depended on it. Not the sort of look that a woman happily married and a mother of two children should be acting like.
I had the feeling now was the time for actions rather than words, so I gave her a double dose of it. With my hands already holding her slim, toned waist to support her ride, I began to thrust upward as I met her drops down with a firm pump of my own. So that slap of her ass hitting down into me was even sharper now as I drove in to make sure she was filled up. Her moans briefly heard getting louder too before I muffled them with my mouth pressing into hers. Smiling into the smooch as, unsurprisingly with her state of desire, she didn’t object one bit. Not so much inviting me in, but her tongue invading my mouth as she performed the sort of lewd, saliva-swapping French Kiss that many a red blooded wrestling fan would love her to do on them instead of the in-ring move she was once known for. Moaning into my mouth as her tongue explored around me and from the footage back of this position I was sure that her fingers rubbing away at her slit worked a little bit quicker as we made out.
“MMMMMMPHHH!! MMMMM! MMMMMPHHHH!!” Muffled cries of delight from the French Canadian as she continued to raise and lower herself onto my now thrusting dick. Keeping up this pace for so long that she didn’t seem like she was a retired competitor, and more acting like she was a veteran porn star with the skilled, smooth and swift way she was bouncing away on my prick. Giving me a workout of my own as I stayed rock hard, buried up into that still tight ass as her juicy cheeks crashed down into me over and over. “MMMMMM… MMMMMPHHH… MMMM MMMMM…” She purred into my mouth as we kept making out and she showed how much she was into this, despite knowing she was cheating on her man doing this. Her eyes closed shut and hand almost stroking me so I felt her wedding ring brushing my cheek as she held me. A far hotter sight recorded by my camera a distance away from us to record her jiggling tight, dripping pussy thanks to her stroking fingers, and the vanishing act of her dropping down to slam my pumping dick up into her needy and already well fucked asshole.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, even the self-proclaimed Sexiest of the Sexy needed a time out as she finally broke the lip-lock. Panting out as she stopped her riding and took a break as she ground her plump ass down into me to keep us both groaning. “Fucking… Sick, fat cocked pervert…” Maryse hissed at me as we shared a stare of desire as I let her grind into me.
“And how should I make up for that, Mrs. Miz?” I teased her, giving a wide, shameless smile.
“You’re going to make me fucking cum!” She snapped the answer to me as she lifted herself up and off from my dick. “Cum nice and hard like my fucking husband can’t seem to make me do!!” Her lusty state even leaving her making that confession whether she wanted to or not. Dropping back to sit in her chair in this interview set and making the intension clear as she invitingly spread her legs far apart to further show off that wet snatch of hers.
“So much for your pussy being off limits, right?” I noted as I moved from my chair to walk over to her. “Or I guess you were waiting to see if I could last inside of you, right?” I assumed but regardless of what she was thinking, I knew we both just needed the action restarted as I moved in. Another slight angle of my body as I pushed my cock, fresh out of her asshole, now into the third and final of her pleasurable holes.
Even just from the fat mushroom head of my length pressing against her slick folds the lust-drunk beauty was mumbling in French as she stared down at that dick like she was in a trance. But the moment I pushed in her head tilted back with a loud, long moan as I slid in not just deep, but bareback into another man’s woman. Her cries of delight just carrying on as I began to pump and with her pussy now finally being taken care of by me, her hands free now to clamp onto her huge tits as she played with herself. A wild, shameless display as she arched on the chair but her legs stayed spread. Giving me free access to her snug box as I got to experience that despite being a mother of two, her slot was still super snug as my pole made this tunnel spread open as she accepted me in deep. Giving me the feeling that either she was greatly exaggerating about how well hung her husband was, or she wasn’t offering up any of her holes for action these days.
“OOOOOOOH FUCK! OUI! OUI! MMMMMM AHHHHH FUCK!! MMMMMM OUUUUUUUI!! MMMMM!!” Panting out in a mix of English and French, and regardless of the language chosen her lusty voice made those moans red hot. Her body shifting on the chair as I pumped in firmly, leaving her tits jiggling in her grip as she fondled away at herself to boost the pleasure anyway she could. Finally bringing her head up to gaze across at me through strands of her platinum blonde hair that were strewn across her stunning, sweat-dripping face. “FUCK!! HARDER! FASTER! MMMMM!! MORE! DAMN IT, MORE! AHHHHH FUCK!! M-MAKE ME CHEAT! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM! MMMMM!!” She demanded even as I was burying my dick in to the hilt into her wet slot. Never mind the part of her words claiming that she was being ‘made’ to cheat when this was all willing on her part from the start of this fun. Her arousal from the rounds of pumping her ass leaving her soaking so it took no time at all even for a meaty dick of my size to get stuffed right into her. Even so, she needed a whole lot more to satisfy her burning desires. So my thrusts kept driving in nice and stiff into that needy slot of hers.
I could even feel her crotch trying to buck down into me each time I drove in. All my thick inches hitting in deeper into her love tunnel than even her the man she’s happily married to and yet she still wanted more. A brisk pace making a firm slap ring out whenever my crotch connected into that tanned, curvy body of hers. Seeing exactly why she was more used to men lasting only a few minutes if not even shorter than that with such high sex drive like this. All the more reason to put in the work and pump away as I groaned myself. Trying to rip my gaze from her intense stare to down at her shaking tits or at my pole vanishing forward into her box, but her hand reaching up to rather forcefully grip my hair to make her lock eyes with her putting an end to that.
“OUI! OUI! MMMMMM FUCK YES! BIG… UHHHH!! FAT, YOUNG COCK!! MMMMMM!! FUCKING FILLING ME UP! AHHHHH FUCK!! OUI! OUI!!” It was full on yelling in lust as her fingers pinched and pulled at one of her rock hard nipples as her tits continued to bounce away as her body bucked up and down. Putting the chair she was getting banged on through more strain to creek away with each of our motions. The filthy words coming from her mouth, broken up with approving moans and cursing in French, more proof that she should have gone down the route of adult films than the other sort of acting she’s done for the small and big screen alongside reality TV. But nothing fake or even scripted here as I felt the full force of her strong desire. Leaving my thick dick soaked with her juices already before she’s even hit a peak as the sweat rolled and dripped off her already drop dead gorgeous body. “AHHHHH FUCK! OUI! MORE! MORE!! OH FUCK!! MAKE ME FUCKING CHEAT! OUI! OUI!! I’M A FUCKING NASTY… UHHHHH!! CHEATING FUCKING WIFE!! MMMMMM OOOOOOOH!!”
The smile stayed plastered across my face as my own moisture dripped down my face as I got tested, keeping up with such a high state of lust from the world class MILF. Driving in and out of her dripping twat as she kept on bucking against my thrusts. I couldn’t even bring myself to tease about how her fingers gripping my hair to make us stare including the digit that should be proudly showing off her wedding ring. I was starting to think maybe she had a cheating kink or something similar with how much she’s getting off on taking another man’s dick. Her tight slot certainly felt built for it, and for hard, long fucking in general. As only expected from a former Playboy model who was putting that fantastic frame of hers to an even better use than ‘just’ nude shoots, let alone for the sports entertainment matches she used to do. My constant, loud moans showing that her tight, pleasurable holes could match up just as good with any babe currently active in the business and no doubt being even better than some of them too.
Before I knew it, suddenly Maryse’s grip on my hair pulled me down onto her as she wrapped her legs around my body. Being the one doing some forcing now, and I had no problems with that at all, as she pressed her lips against mine. More sinful making out as the moment I opened up, her tongue drove into my mouth to kick of some wrestling of a different sort. Her eyes starting to roll upward before they closed as I continued to drive my dick right down into her. Almost taking her Mating Press style which considering how I was banging her bareback could mean a lot of trouble if this was any other man taking her with the risk of an early finish. No such worries for me even with how red hot and wet her love tunnel was. Feeling her walls almost massaging my length as I drove up and down to bury into her like she’s craved this hard fucking more than any title win or a renewal of her reality TV show for a new season.
Perhaps thankfully, the close contract as her legs clutched me and her tits rubbed against my chest seemed to be the last trigger she needed as her other hand held the back of my head for good measure. Her body shivering in delight as she finally came hard all over my cock. Juices squelching out, dripping down her already sweat-coated thighs to make more of a mess on the chair she’s been fucked on. And even as she groaned into my mouth while riding out her high, her legs and hands never unlocked from me. Giving me no choice, as if I was going to leave a job unfinished with one of the hottest women in wrestling history, to keep on plunging my cock into that soaking snatch of hers. Working away like a piston to make sure she rode out every second of that intense high before her body finally eased back. Her head tilting slightly with a wide, cock-drunk but satisfied smile across her face as a strand of drool hung from our tongues as her legs and arms finally went limp.
Free to pull out of her nicely used hole, just like the rest of her, I reached in to move her up to sit up straight but not merely so she could catch a well earned break. Smiling as I captured her big, heaving MILF titties in my hand and performed one of my favourite kinks with a stacked babe like this. Sandwiching my prick between her mounds as I made myself moan out from the feeling. Soon thrusting upward as I rubbed her own pussy juices off from my cock into her already soaked skin. Her mounds jiggling around my cock from the stiff pumps as I went from stuffing her holes to using her stunning body itself for my pleasure. Nothing like a titty fuck with a stacked beauty to finish off a steamy encounter, and even better when I’m getting to use the chest that should be only used by the man she’s actually married to!
Tellingly, there were no complaints from the former WWE Diva who I was using the chest off. Her still intense stare now darting from up at my grinning expression to down at the formed cleavage that was even hotter now than she’s been in that tight dress at the start of this all. Watching my cock head popping out from her rack before racing back down before the motion got repeated. Soft groans escaping her as she got stimulated even being minutes removed from an orgasm at the sensation of a big cock ploughing between her breasts. Certainly not feeling any sting of pain even with the firm way I was working my dick in and out of her mounds. Perhaps an indication that this was far from the first time she’s put her lovely mountains to work on a lucky guy before.
Giving me the sort of smouldering look that alone would make any man cum on the spot, never mind at this late state of the fun, she clenched her teeth together and let me pound in and out of her shaking tits. Hearing her mumble under her breath in French about me as I delivered firm strokes with my cock up into her pushed together tits. The slap of my crotch hitting the underside of those melons sounding out along with my groans. The only motion made by her with a little reach up with her hand, stroking some of her hair back over the shoulder but even so, something told me that was done more so I had a smooth, interrupted run of fucking her titties than clearing out her own view of things.
Lucky me then getting to earn one Hell of a reward to top this all off, even after the superb feeling of being stuffed balls deep in her mouth, snatch and ass in the run up to this finale. Moaning out as I began to throb between her juicy tits as I managed one last thrust up into that big rack of hers. But knowing my camera probably didn’t get to see much of the jiggling around my cock her breasts did, I knew I still had to capture some good footage for a proper ending. So as much as I would have loved to just keep fucking her tits until I exploded, I made sure to pull out and shift my position upwards. She was almost reading my mind, or perhaps more hoping for this outcome, as seeing me stroking off she reached forward and used a hand to cup my heavy balls, nothing thinking twice about using the hand that allowed the camera to see her wedding ring on as she fondled me. Ready for a payday of her own for fucking another man behind her hubby’s back.
Taking it just like a pro porn star as I began to unload across Maryse’s stunning features, aiding by her groping away at my balls which she knew for sure were massive and then some. Hearing her groan as she kept her lips pressed together to take a glaze from my spunk. As did the rest of her face from up to the forehead to down over her cheeks, nose and chin. Nearly hitting her high as I plastered her with a loose shot hitting into the side of her, catching in that long platinum blonde hair of hers. I was about to aim down and give her tits a couple ropes too but to my groaning surprise, she leaned back in to surprise me. Capturing my prick with her stained lips as she slurped on me. Draining the last drops out of me with a couple bobs as her tongue lapped against my underside. Moaning at the taste as she let my cock fall from her lips when it began to go soft. Her mouth open to show her tongue sinfully playing with the seed before those lips sealed up. A single gulp used to drink down a cheating load before she licked herself clean to steal a second taste of me.
“Mmmmmm…” Maryse purred as she sat back, looking me over. “That was, in a word… Awesome…” He said with a smirk, and perhaps a deliberate choice of words too.
“I take it you’re not so mad about things going off script now, are you?” I smiled as I stepped back from the satisfied beauty.
“Well, I am a professional…” She bragged. “I can handle anything, as you can clearly see…”
“As if there was any doubt.” I agreed as I moved across the room. “Here, let me just get you a towel to freshen up… Can’t let you going back to your husband in such a state now, can we?”
“Oui… And about that…” Her eyes narrowed as she glanced to the cameras. “I suppose I need to pay you off for your silence about this, oui?” Maryse said, gritting her teeth. “My husband cannot find out about this!”
“I’m glad you brought that up, Mrs. Miz…” I smiled, taking the time to make sure the camera footage was saved. “Because you see, you’re a businesswoman… So I think you and me can come up with a deal about this…” I said as I stepped back onto the set.
“How much?” She demanded, before looking me over. “Or… Are we perhaps taking this to somewhere ‘off set’ now we’re gone off script?” She offered, sounding like she was ready for a round two. Very much unlike how a happily married woman should be acting.
“As nice as that offer sounds?” I popped the towel down into her lap. “Perhaps you could help me in another way…” I said. Maryse raising an eyebrow as she now saw that I had brought over a rather large book that was in my hands.
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A couple hours later, and in a far more modest hotel room in another part in the city, I was glancing to my laptop as I watched the footage transfer from my camera. Ready for me to pick out some select screen shots to print out later to place into the double page spread I had ready in my Big Book. Those pages already adorned with not just Maryse’s autograph, and a couple contact details, but some choice words in French that I’d need to double check on later to find out if they were a compliment or an insult. The WWE Legend even flattering me by signing a promo picture of her for good measure for me. Although even I was surprised that the memento I’d gotten from her directly was a the set of sparkling, no doubt expensive earrings that she’d worn for the sham interview. Her remark about ‘My man can get me a new pay for our anniversary’ left me with a few questions that I thought better than to ask her about.
Instead, having gotten away from the scene of the crime so to speak, and avoiding meeting a potentially furious husband, all I had left to do was jot down my thoughts for another in-depth review of the day’s events: ‘If you can’t suffer through reality TV, then you can certainly enjoy some down and dirty action with this busty, married MILF who needs satisfying! No need to stick to a script with her as long as you can give her the kind of hole stretching, sweat making action that she is built to take! Just don’t think that because she’s retired, you’re going to be in for an easy time with this former Diva! Best of all, there’s no need to fly across the ocean, or even step between the ropes, to take her kind of special French Kiss! 10 out of 10!’
Closing the lid on my pen, I set it down and moved out of the hotel room chair. Looking to the bathroom with a smile for a well deserved shower. Nothing like a good time with another WWE famous blonde MILF to drain the energy out of me! It did make me consider if I needed to take other language lessons along with my Japanese I knew. French? Spanish? Maybe I should retake English with how some people say I write! But whatever the nationality or the language I knew one thing for sure. If there’s a Babe of Wrestling to review, then she’s going to be a fine candidate to feature in my Big Book!
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