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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, characters 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 of its characters.
Starring: Becky Lynch (WWE)
The Rise of Carnage Part 1: Becky Lynch
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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It sounds like something out of the WWE 2K video game series of MyRise or something similar. Me, a rookie sensation pro wrestler in sports entertainment, with a sudden, rapid rise up the ranks to dominate through NXT and then to the main roster in quick fashion. It might sound unbelievable but it’s how The Rise of Carnage happened and I had won the biggest prize of them all in the biggest, high-stakes match of my life. Now with the World Championship to prove it.
Sure, I’m skipping ahead of a lot of matches and details here to talk about my WrestleMania moment of a Main Event victory to become champion, but it’s my story and I’m telling it how it is. We’ll get to those early days in developmental soon enough. But for now, I wanted to brag about something other than my big victory. The unexpected, but very welcome, ‘after party’ that I enjoyed in my locker room.
I was just sat in a chair in my changing room, which honestly was more like a celebrity green soon with a table adorned with drinks and snacks up against a wall, a big TV on another wall, and even a long couch to relax in. I was sat on a comfy chair with my title across my lap, clad in military-style camo pants with boots that made up my ring attire. It showed off my muscular frame perfectly and nicely hid the fat, long cock that I packed underneath. Just without the intimating, comic book character-like body paint that I’d wear for major matches after I’d wiped the remains off. I basked in the glory of my victory with a wide smile before my thoughts were rudely interrupted when some loud knocks were heard and before I could even call out to see who it was, a very welcome but pissed-off sight stormed in.
The Man herself. Big Time Becks. The stunning red-headed Irishwoman and certified MILF known as Becky Lynch. “The Man has come around to have a word with yerr! Ya lil’ weirdo!” She snapped. Clad sexily in a tight, black bodysuit with white trim that perfectly hugged her rounded tits and flaunted her fat, juicy ass encased in fishnet tights with boots. “Ya think yerr some feckin’ big shot now huh? Gettin’ that cheap lil’ fluke win over my feckin’ hubby out there tonight!” She ranted and glossed over my hard-fought victory over her Superstar husband and now former World Champion. Words more fuelled by the rivalry I’d had with her man in the run-up to this evening.
With an amused smirk, I stood up from my chair and put my title belt down on the edge of the couch. “Bullshit, Becks… I beat the crap out of your sorry jackass husband and even him and his goon followers couldn’t stop the Rise of Carnage.” I teased and used the moment to say my catchphrase even if it made her roll her eyes. “You’re just mad that you’re going home with a damn loser tonight… And I’m the biggest winner of them all.”
“Yerr a feckin’ joke! Just some chump kid who got lucky, that’s all!” Lynch scoffed with her hands on her plump hips. “And keep yerr feckin’ eyes up here, ya damn rat! The Man ain’t just some piece of meat that you can check out!” She snapped as I openly gazed over her sexy attire and those lovely curves.
“Oh, if it’s meat you’re after, Becks? I can give The Man about, say, a nice footlong of some fat, ripe, young meat tonight!” I bragged with a cocky grin.
Perhaps deservingly, I ate a firm slap to the cheek from Lynch for that remark but my face barely turned away from her. I took a moment to rub my cheek before I smirked at her again. “You hit harder than your punk-ass man does, Becks!” I taunted again and got another stiff slap across the face from the pissed-off beauty. “Someone’s fucking worked up!” I mocked as her slaps registered but didn’t faze me. “Maybe you need to vent some of those frustrations of yours by going one-on-one with me tonight? And I ain’t talking about a title match either.”
She was about to level me with another slap but this time my words made her narrow her eyes. “Kid… Yerr couldn’t last five minutes with The Man even on yerr best day…” She shook her flame-haired head. “I’m not like the other bitches on the roster than yerr have had!” Lynch added and that remark caught me even more off guard than her slaps.
“Sounds like someone has heard about my reputation with the women around here…” I noted with a confident smile. “Or maybe The Man is just fucking mad that she’s had to wait for her turn? And settled for some guy who can’t last even a minute with her?” I made sure to taunt.
This time, I was ready for the slap that came my way and blocked it with my powerful arm. Her other hand swung up and I countered it too with a grip of the wrist. Once again, she surprised me but thankfully not with any strike. Just a move of a different kind when she pressed her lips into mine for a sudden, lusty liplock. One I gladly took as I opened my mouth and let her tongue dart against mine as we exchanged moans and some spit. Built-up desires perhaps for months, if not longer, between us since she was a fine as fuck, big booty MILF and I was a hot, young stud who dominated her husband in the ring earlier on.
By the time she shoved me back and broke the kiss, saliva was across her lips. I was about to say something but she cut me off with a fired-up yell. “Shut the feck up and get out yerr fat feckin’ cock that I’ve been hearin’ all about!” She demanded and instantly, if not rather submissively, got onto her knees in front of me.
“So, my reputation has been spreading…” I chuckled as I loosened my belt. So that within moments my thick, long American dick sprung out, semi-hard already for the Irish babe to stare at with wide and tellingly lustful eyes.
“This is yerr lucky feckin’ day, ya sick lil’ pervert!” Becky mocked me but made a slutty sight when she stroked off my dick to get me hard to cheat on her husband right away. “Think yerr can handle The Man? I’d like ya to feckin’ try ya bastard!” She snapped and that thick Irish accent just made the dirty talk even hotter.
“Why do I feel like… Mmmm… You’ve been wanting an excuse to get a piece of me ever since I made it to the main roster?” I noted as I watched her eagerly pump me in a way no married woman should do for a guy they aren’t hitched to. Let alone with the kind of expression, mixed with desire and fury, that she had on.
“Shut your feckin’ mouth, ya bastard! And let The Man see what the feckin’ hype about you is all about!” She growled before, much to my delight, she shoved that infamous silver-tongued mouth down deep onto my fat cock to put her hole to even better use. The sensation made me groan right away as she plunged right onto me and didn’t hold back when she made herself choke on my prick right away. Her sexy flaming hair swayed as she bobbed her head and fucked her pretty features right on my dick straight away. “GAHHHHHHH! MMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAHHH!” She slobbered on me, for a hint that she’s been frustrated and wanted a piece of me for months now with how desperately she pumped those soft lips straight up and down along my dick. The feeling was mutual as I got a peace of a stunning Irish MILF who gorged herself on my thick American cock like a true nasty whore. Especially with the clear moans that she let out between those raspy chokes. “GAAAAAAAAH! MMMMM! GAAAAAHHH! HHHHRRKKK!”
“MMMM… Yeah, that’s fucking it… Suck it, you nasty fucking bitch…” I didn’t let her get away with it easily just because she willingly whored herself out to me. My dick got quickly soaked with her spit as she pumped swiftly up and down to slam the thick crown of my long shaft into the back of her hungry and talented mouth. “MMMM… Coming to me to finally get some big fucking dick, huh? MMMM… Bigger than your shithead, loser husband has, right? MMMM… And I fucking bet he can’t even… MMMM… Last this long against… MMMM! A dirty, slutty dick-hungry mouth like yours… MMMM! You sick little fucking whore!” I made sure to taunt her while I smirked and let her drive her mouth deeply with a quick pace as the drool began to seep down her chin. The loud slurps and harsh chokes echoed around the locker room along with my moans but even with how good it felt, I wasn’t going to be finished off as quickly as other men would be by a blowjob this wild and shameless.
“GAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAHHH! HHHHRRRKKK…” The eyes of the multi-time Women’s Champion narrowed at me but rather than pull away to mock me back, she kept that porn star mouth planted deep on my dick. Her lips fought to keep pressed around my vast size while the spit dripped along her neck to go with how messy her long hair had started to be. “MMMMPPPHHHH! GAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAHH!!” Yet even as she repeatedly drove her face right down onto my dick, her lust-filled eyes never watered up once. All that battle-hardened skill to handle pain in the ring easily translated to being able to handle some rough stuff in the bedroom like this. On her knees as she choked and slobbered all over my fat cock and still wanted more as the moans that vibrated around my inches proved.
“MMMM… Since you’re so fucking down bad to finally… MMMM! Fuck a winner with a real fucking dick for once? MMMM… Let the Champ reward you for being such a dirty fucking bitch!” I decided for her with another cocky smile as I gripped her long red hair to stop her bobs. Just to then slam my dick straight into her mouth and with the next thrust, I went even further to invade that snug, hot and damp throat of hers. Her reaction was wide eyes, just to then roll back in whorish delight as her hands grabbed onto my powerful thighs with need. Now the face fuck was one I delivered to her and it was even more intense than when she’d sucked me off. “MMMM! Fuck! Yeah, you nasty fucking whore! MMMM! Fucking take it, bitch! AHHHH! Gag all over that big fucking cock… MMMM! Like the fucking cheating bitch you’ve wanted to be for fucking months!” I mocked between deep grunts as I thrust stiffly and pounded away into her tight oral tunnel to reach deeper into her than any man, and that included her husband, had ever hit before in her veteran life.
“GAAAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” The fingers of the Irishwoman dug into my skin as she let her stunning face be fucked and her throat in turn when I drove in. My heavy balls smacked against her chin as I filled her up while she choked hard as the saliva flowed over her lips. The front of her tight bodysuit got soaked with her spit to go with the layer over my cock. It made the hard nipples of her rounded tits stand out to further show how aroused she was to be used like this along with the moans that still broke up those loud and raspy chokes. “GAAAH GAAAAAAH GAAAHH GAAAWWWKKK! HHHHHRRRKKK!!” I slammed my dick home into her windpipe as the sweat formed on her pretty face as if this took more effort out of her compared to any title match she’s ever been in. Yanked along my thrusts, I pulled her features into my crotch to meet my skin so the back when my nuts collided with her chin rang out along with her slurps and chokes.
Honestly, I could have spent all night just being balls deep in this gorgeous, curvy MILF’s nasty mouth and from her groans and those rolled-back eyes she maybe felt the same. But I wasn’t going to waste the chance to properly use the target of my lust for many a month. With a groan, I pulled out as she gasped and coughed up spit to further soak her clothing and body. I humiliated her a bit more when I slapped my heavy dick against her beautiful features. That smeared more of her saliva onto her before I forced her back towards my crotch so I could use her face as rest for my shaft. I was still rock-hard as the spit dripped onto her and got caught in her hair. All as she narrowed her eyes and submissively flicked her tongue at my rounded balls to worship me a little more with all too eager swirls around the large sacks. A feeling that alone would make most men cum in an instant as she groaned and lapped once again like a good little whore.
“So, bitch? Finally ready to know your place?” I mocked with a wide grin as I kept a hold of her wrecked hair. “I’m sure your jackoff husband won’t mind you being my new top whore and fuck toy on the road… Before and after shows… Maybe even during them if I’m in the fucking mood.”
“Get fecked, you feckin’ arsehole!” Lynch snapped in true feisty Irish fashion. “Is that all ya feckin’ got? The Man has had better being gangbanged by the rookies in NXT than this tame shite!!” She no doubt lied but showed that I’d need to put in extra work to break her despite how down to not just fuck, but cheat on her husband with a younger man like me.
“Bullshit, slut… But if you want it that bad?” I made her groan when I hauled her to her feet and marched her over to the table by the wall with all the snacks and drinks that made up part of my deluxe locker room. “Then you’re about to fucking get it, bitch!” I said and pushed her over to both bend over and put up a leg onto it. So already, items got knocked over as she got into position with both hands willingly on the table’s surface and her tights-covered leg spread out nicely to the side while the other leg stayed planted on the floor.
“Do yerr feckin’ worst, ya bastard!” She glared with desire as well as anger over her shoulder. I only let go of her locks so one hand could grip the bottom of her bodysuit to haul it to the side and the other first tore a hole in those sexy tights that she still had on. I pushed my dick against her tellingly moist entrance. Without any complaints that I was about to take her bareback either which just proved how badly she’s wanted to be railed by me since I first inked a deal with the WWE.
“AHHHHHH FEEEEEEECKK!!” Her head tilted back in approval when I pushed my dick into that super-tight pussy. For a certified MILF, she felt near vice-like as my thick, long cock forced her tunnel to stretch out as I firmly worked in and out. So either her pussy had been off limits for years now, or the man she was married to only had a tiny pencil dick compared to the huge weapon that I packed. “COME ON! AHHHH! IS THAT ALL YA GOT FOR THE MAN??” She nearly snarled but with lust clear in that angered yell while her eyes stayed locked onto me as I took her from behind. With a glance down to watch my fat cock pump smoothly in and out of that damp, tight pussy. The force of my thrusts alone made her plump ass jiggle and caused her body to rock against the table I fucked her over. The bumps made the table smack into the wall to rattle as bottles spilt over the side and made a mess on the floor. Over and above the fact that the collision with the wall would no doubt alert anyone in the hallway outside that some wild fun was going on. “MMMM! THIS AIN’T FECKIN’ SHIT! BRING IT ON YA LIL’ PRICK! MMMM!”
“MMMM… You talk some tough shit… AHHH! For a bitch that feels like she’s gonna cream any fucking second!” I taunted before I took hold of her signature red hair once again to keep my dominance over the usually untouchable beauty. Even more so than I did just with my stiff and deep thrusts that spread that tight and moist MILF pussy as I buried into another of her pleasurable holes. “MMMMM! Don’t worry, bitch! MMMM! I won’t tell your man… AHHHH! That you had to come fuck a winner like a nasty, desperate whore… MMMM! To finally get your rocks off!” I taunted her not just with dirty talk but with strikes of my free hand as I spanked her fat ass. Each firm slap just made her groan with approval, even if verbally she laid more insults on me, and I even felt the squeeze of her pussy around me as I slapped her cheeks. A sharp tug on the hair once in a while helped to yank her back towards me while she was perched on the edge of the table before my crotch began to collide with her stunning body when I properly filled her up.
“AHHHHHH! THE MAN IS ONLY FECKIN’ SURPRISED… UHHHH! YOU DIDN’T BLOW A TINY LOAD ALREADY, YA LIL’ WEIRDO! MMMM! FUCK!!” She refused to give in just yet even with how willingly she let me control the pace and drive balls deep into her again and again. Unfazed by the pulls on her hair or the slaps to her rump which all just made her hiss with desire before she moaned thanks to my big American dick as I pounded away into that snug Irish pussy. “AHHHH! MMMM! I CAN BARELY FECKIN’ FEEL IT! MMMM! COME ON! AHHHHH! IS THAT ALL YA FECKIN’ GOT? MMMMM! JUST THAT WEAK BULLSHIT!!” She glared again at me, despite how wet her snatch was that left my cock soaked with juices even at this still relatively early stage of the action. With the sweat that began to cover her gorgeous, curvy body. My powerful, muscular frame had only started to break out even after my victorious Championship match over her husband earlier in the night. Now I got to enjoy an even better prize of her pussy that clamped around my dick with need as I sinfully resized her. “MMMM! THE MAN DIDN’T COME HERE… AHHHH! JUST TO BE FUCKED LIKE ONE OF YERR OTHER WHORES FROM THE FECKIN’ ROSTER! MMMM!!”
“MMMM… Is that so?” I said with a chuckle before I let out another moan of delight when I buried myself balls deep into that wonderful and wet pussy of the Grade-A MILF. It seemed my reputation around the locker room, and the many conquests that I’ve had outside of the squared circle might have fired up Big Time Becks even more if she knew she’s had to wait while other female Superstars got a piece of this huge cock of mine. Likewise, I’d had to wait to finally rail one of the hottest women in all of WWE not just today but in its history. I more than made up for the ‘lost time’ with a swift and stiff pace that made her plump backside constantly ripple from my hard thrusts. Her sexy fishnet tights began to tear down the leg that was raised on the table that I fucked her against. The clatter when another item fell off the furniture when it rocked thanks to the hard fuck we were involved in was barely heard over both our loud moans and the sharp slap when I either made her ass clap hard into me or I spanked her booty. “MMMM… Sounds like you’re just pissed off… AHHHH… I’ve been balls deep in the rest of the whores of the WWE… MMMM! And you had to settle for your loser, tiny-dicked husband… MMMM! Who hasn’t made you this fucking wet all your damn marriage… MMMM! Like I’m doing to you right now!”
“AHHHHH! YERR AIN’T HALF THE MAN HE IS… AHHHHH! AND YERR AIN’T EVEN A TENTH… AHHHH! OF THE FECKIN’ MAN THAT THE MAN IS RIGHT HERE! MMMM!!” She claimed even as strands of loose red hair started to stick to her face but to her credit, she showed that she could easily be a megastar in the porn industry with how well she handled my massive cock. Not finished off yet even though many a normal woman would have been left a wreck from multiple orgasms long before this point if they tried to take my fat, long dick. The former Women’s World Champion panted and tried to buck back against my powerful thrusts while I slammed home into her slot. That tight love tunnel was resized to fit the shape of my thick prick while the repeated spanks that I dished out to her backside left a wicked handprint on that delicious rump. That just meant she had more evidence now on her to go with how gaped wide her pussy would be to prove what an unfaithful wife she’s been. “MMMM! THAT’S WHY YERR KEEP PULLIN’ MY FECKIN’ HAIR… SLAPPIN’ MY ARSE… MMMM! BECAUSE YERR KNOW… AHHHH! YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE MAN BEIN’ IN CONTROL!”
“MMMM… Bitch? If you just want it that bad?” I smirked before I made the both of us groan when I pulled out of that moist pussy. “You just need to be a good little whore for the Champ… And beg like a fucking bitch in heat to let you ride my cock.”
“The Man don’t feckin’ beg for anything!” Lynch almost snarled as she moved off that ruined table with all the snacks, drinks and whatnot now strewn around the surface and all over the floor for one Hell of a mess.
“It sounds like to me that…” I began to taunt again before she possessively shoved me with her hands. It caught me a little off guard but it wasn’t just because of any trip that I fell back onto a chair in my locker room, it was just how bad this stunner wanted the best sex of her life.
“SHUT THE FECK UP AND FECK ME, YOU ARSEHOLE!!” Becky snapped before she swung a leg over and faced away from me so she could straddle me with both legs on either side of me for a nicely mounted position. That allowed her fat ass to lower onto my waist while her moist pussy once again plunged onto my cock and as her arms reached back to rest on my broad chest, I grabbed her toned, still-covered by a bodysuit waist to keep her in position.
“AHHHHH! FECK! FECK! FECK!!” Despite her demand that I screw her again, I used her lust against her to let her bounce on my cock for a while. The leg strength of the former Women’s Champion of Raw, Smackdown and NXT let her work that tight, wet pussy straight up and down on my length to fill her up deep with my inches. The smack rang out when her snatch met my crotch and my heavy balls before she rose along my rod to barely the halfway point before she drove right back down onto me. “COME ON! AHHH! YOU NASTY FECKER! MMMM! FECKIN’ ARSEHOLE! AHHHHH! DO YA FECKIN’ WORST! MMMM! TRY TO TAKE ON THE FECKIN’ MAN! MMMM! YA AIN’T GOT THE FECKIN’ BALLS TO DO IT!” She almost ranted in her desire to show how badly she wanted the best sex possible from this hate fuck. Admittedly, I wanted the same but was a little distracted when I watched the near hypnotic jiggle of that plump backside when it slapped hard into my muscular waist. Those cheeks had started to turn a shade of sinful red to match the colour of her hair to show how hard she could take some action and give it right back better than a porn star.
“MMMM… Sounds like something you have to tell your worthless husband every night… MMMM! When he only lasts half a minute against a whore like you!” I mocked with a wide grin as she glared over her shoulder at me. “But if you want it that fucking bad, bitch? Try not to scream the entire building down when you cream your fucking brains out!” I teased before I took command of the position and started to hammer my fat cock up into that snug MILF pussy. Her head tilted in delight and, just as I’d expected, her yells of delight went up to the roof as she couldn’t even bounce on my prick from how quick and hard I drove into her twat. A piston-like pace to drill her snug hole that was resized enough to perfectly fit the shape of my vast shaft like we’d been fuck buddies for years now rather than the one night. All as I grunted and enjoyed how her juices dripped along my cock from her strong arousal as she fucked the victorious Superstar who had beaten her husband earlier in the night and this wasn’t even a wager to offer herself up for a good time after my win.
“AHHHHHHHHHH FEEEEEEEECKK!! MMMMMMMM!!” The Irishwoman howled out as I kept her stuffed on my thick American dick while I hammered deep and hard up into her still needy slot. That porn star ability was on full display as she jolted along my prick with each thrust I slammed into her but still wanted more even as the sweat coated her exposed skin and more holes were ripped in her tights as she held the position over me. Mounted like a trophy of war with hair stuck across her face while I yanked her body along my thrusts to drive in deeper than any man in her life had ever reached into her slot. “FECK YOU! AHHHH! YOU CAN’T… UHHHH! HANDLE THE FECKIN’ MAN! AHHHHH! I CAN… UHHHH! TAKE! MMMM! MUCH FECKIN’ WORSE THAN THIS! AHHHH! AHHHHH!!” She ranted not exactly in any delusional way but to keep us both fired up for this hate fuck. Not that I needed any further motivation to be balls deep in one of the most stunning women in all the WWE, and she in turn showed how she was more built for action like this compared to the in-ring kind that’s made her a multi-time singles and Tag Team Champion. A rough, hard pace that made the chair we were on creak and strain from the pressure.
I just smirked at her dirty talk and moved my hands up to explore her curves before I yanked down the zipper on the front of the bodysuit that she still had on. Her rounded tits bounced free from the costume, topped with hard nipples and my palms instantly clamped onto them to dig into the nicely generous amount of flesh. That grip made her howl in delight as she pushed her chest out towards my skilled fingers and kept her arms back onto my rugged body to keep herself mounted. Still bucked up and down from my stiff thrusts as I pounded into her twat but now fondled her rack to make sure she gasped and groaned from action that was unlike anything she’s taken before in her veteran life. Not that I wasn’t in the middle of one nasty workout too with the layer of sweat that covered me even if it was nothing like the soaked state of the beauty above me who shuddered as I hammered home into my new property, even if she didn’t admit it just yet, of her love tunnel.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCKK!!” Another scream of pleasure before her body shivered just as my cock fell out from her snatch from an extra hard jolt along my dick by her. Just in time when she hit her peak and didn’t just orgasm, but unleashed a full-on squirt as a spray of juices blasted from her snatch. The splatter landed across from the chair to go with the mess of bottles and food on the floor around the table while she rubbed her folds against my fat, long cock to ride out the pleasure. I could barely enjoy the victory of having made The Man cum like a cheap whore before we both let out grunts when the chair we had sat on gave way from the strain and shattered to leave us sprawled out on the floor with me still on my back and her on top of me.
I took full advantage not just to push my fat, still rock-hard dick back inside of her but this time yanked her bodysuit up and to the side so I could push my length into the supreme tightness of her asshole to finally treat that fat ass to what it deserved. Like a good slut, Becky just moaned and leaned forward for the reverse cowgirl position to present that ass before I gripped her thick hips and started to thrust upward into her back passage. With just the ‘lube’ of her pussy juices but as expected from a toughened, multi-time Champion like her she handled the invasion and didn’t care that I tore more holes in her tights with my grip on her. Too busy with the pleasure as she shamelessly clamped a hand onto her freshly soaked pussy and rubbed away at herself like a desperate bitch in heat while I fucked her up the ass from underneath.
“AHHHHH! COME ON, YOU FECKER! MMMMM! THE MAN AIN’T FECKIN’… AHHHH! DONE WITH YOU YET, YA FILTHY BASTARD! MMMM!!” She still ranted in her lust and anger but impressively still hand every left to shift and bounce that booty on my cock even after one powerful orgasm. She moaned through her wrecked, sweat-soaked hair while more moisture rolled off her body while her tits jiggled as she rocked back and forth in time with my thrusts. Almost as if I could have stopped and she’d attempt to ride herself silly on my big cock. “UHHHH! FECK!! AHHHH! COME ON! MMMMM! FECK ME UP! AHHHH! GIVE ME THAT FAT FECKIN’ DICK YOU HUNG BASTARD! AHHHH! AHHHH!” Her moans showed how much she began to break and got addicted to my dick. Not that it wasn’t clear enough with the moans she let out just from anal sex as her back passage gripped my size with even more intensity than her throat or snatch had earlier on. Which made me think that her husband had never gotten to tap this fantastic ass before with how virgin-tight she felt but at the same time, the ease with which she took my big American dick deeper into that juicy Irish ass made it feel like this wasn’t her first time with some anal.
“MMMM! Beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for this huge fucking cock!” I smirked and made sure to slap her ass while to moved up and down to take me gradually further into that tight anal tunnel. Even with her being on top of me, I still dominated her with my powerful and swift pumps that made her fat cheeks ripple wickedly. Our moans filled the air along with the smack when her plump, now bright red booty, finally slapped into my muscular waist as I claimed her asshole as my property. “MMMMM! I’ll fucking gape your ass so fucking wide… AHHHH… You’ll fucking feel it for the next fucking month! MMMM!” I vowed while I pumped briskly and stuffed my thickness deep and hard into her backside. Pleasure for us both but hers was sky high as she furiously rubbed away at her pussy while I pounded that tight rear. Each hard smack that I gave her ass just made her groan in delight as she finally got some sex that put her and that fantastic body through the treatment she not only deserved but was built to handle.
“AHHHHH! FECK! FECK! FECK! AHHHHH!!” She panted and looked far from the former Becky Two Belts or WrestleMania Main Event winner that she’s been in the past. Now she was just a lewd, cock-drunk mature whore with an ass spanked so red it matched the colour of her ruined hair. Juices soaked the inside of her thighs and all over her crotch as she rapidly worked her hand across her folds while she still managed to buck herself back and forth to take my thrusts deep between those juicy cheeks. “AHHHH! GIVE IT TO ME! COME ON YA FECKER!! MMMM! HARDER! AHHHH! COME ON! AHHHH! FECK ME UP YA BASTARD!!” She groaned out for as close to a submission agreement with my dirty talk as she’d let out yet. Not quite good enough for me but for that moment I rewarded her with another sharp spank to accompany the round of deep pumps I sent into her now nicely stretched-out back passage.
“MMMMM… That’s not what I asked for, slut!” I stated with a broad smirk while sweat coated my statue-like body. I paused my thrusts and noted the grunt of frustration from the shameless MILF mounted on top of me as she took over to slam those plump cheeks down onto my waist over and over to ride my dick like her life, let alone WWE career depended on it. “MMMM… The Man is going to have to be… AHHHH! An even bigger whore if she wants to cum her brains out again… MMMM! Like her jackoff husband has never managed to make her do!” I made sure to taunt her even as I slapped her booty again to remind her of how much of a cheating whore she’ was to a young stud. I backed up the trash talk since my dick was still rock-hard even at this very late stage of the fun and still held full control when I used my grip to push her off my dick for a look at how gaped open her asshole was.
“What… What do you want?” Becky stared back at me with a submissive bit of her lower lip as she knelt on the floor and waited for orders like a good, broken and sex-drunk whore.
“What do I want?” I mocked as I got off from the floor to my feet. “Fucking you so stupid that you won’t even remember what fucking day of the week it fucking is!” I smirked and helped myself to reach down and grab the back of her bodysuit. Fresh humiliation as I stripped her like it was a Divas-era Bra and Panties match to tear the costume from that sweat-covered body. Leaving her just in boots and those barely still-together tights with holes down her strong legs.
“Ooooooooh feck!!” Lynch moved and groaned as by the hair, I dragged her through the mess of bottles, snacks and even her squirt juices from before to the table she’d been fucked against earlier on. Without any objections, I hauled her up and dumped her onto her back. “Ya bastard! I didn’t bring any feckin’ clothes to change into!” She hissed but her eyes were locked onto my fat long cock as I stood between her legs.
“I’ll give you a merch shirt to do the walk of shame in after this…” I joked as I eyed her up. “Now spread them nice and wide like a good whore… And I’ll fuck you stupid until you’re squirting all over yourself… A nice way to break you fucking in as my new top slut!” I decided for her and teased as I tapped my dick against her juicy cheeks.
With an obedient nod, Becky reached down and gripped her thick butt cheeks to dig her fingers in. Her hips raised as she spread her cheeks and with how her arms reached over her legs, it bent her limbs back to press close towards her curved, MILF body so her boots were in line with her flame-haired head. Folded back in pure submission with her gaped asshole and moist pussy on full display and even her chest pushed up and out. She was soon rewarded when I pushed my fat cock back into her asshole and with the first thrust, I drove in balls deep to make her sweat-covered skin smack into my ripped midsection. A sensation that made her eyes shamefully roll back in pleasure with her mouth open to moan even as I leaned over and gripped her ankles to make sure she was still spread out for me.
“FECK! YES! YES!! FECK ME! FECK ME LIKE A FECKIN’ WHORE!! AHHHHH! YESSSSSS!” She panted in delight and got off on the rough anal sex now without her pussy even being touched to show not just how built for hard action in her rump she was, but that better-than-porn star ability to take this huge cock of mine. Nothing but pleasure with every hard thrust as I drove in and out and kept her pinned under me as I dipped my rod in and out of her stretched-out booty. “FECK! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! USE ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMMM! LIKE A FECKIN’ NASTY, CHEATIN’ BITCH! AHHHHH! FECK! FECK!!” She gasped with those eyes still almost back into her head from how good it felt for her ass to be hammered. Even if it left those fat cheeks bright red even more than her ruined hair was to go with the stretched wide state of her back passage that might not even tighten back up before the next major Premium Live Event that the WWE puts on.
“MMMM! Fucking beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for this fucking dick! MMMM! Like the fucking whore you’ve wanted to be for me for fucking months!” I grunted in between my stiff and deep pumps to pulverise her fat ass like I wanted to drill her right through this table and down into the floor a few feet deeper for good measure. Her back passage still had a fantastic tightness to her even after how hard I’ve ravaged her in this position alone, let alone the round of anal before. An ass that was meant to take a huge dick like mine but had likely never taken any real cock from any man and that included the one she was ‘happily’ married to. “MMMM! Admit it! AHHH! Admit that you’re nothing but my fucking bitch! MMMMM! A whore for me to pound any fucking night I want to! MMMM! Owing this fat fucking ass of yours with this huge fucking dick!” I still smirked and revelled in how I’d gotten to be balls deep in all the pleasurable holes of this stunning Irishwoman in just one night. Perhaps one of my finest conquests in all my time in sports entertainment and certainly it meant more to me than even the Championship victory I’d gotten earlier in the night.
“AHHHHH! YES! AHHHH! I’M YERR FUCKING BITCH!! AHHHHH! I’M YERR NASTY, CHEATIN’, DIRTY FECKIN’ ANAL-LOVIN’ WHORE!! AHHHHH! I’M FECKIN’ YOURS! YOURS!! AHHHHH!!” She finally broke as her body started to shudder and a new peak began to build inside of her fantastic body. Her fingers still clutched her ass to dig into the ample, red-tinted flesh of her rump but that grip did nothing to stop the wild jiggle of her booty whenever I slammed my fat dick deep into her. “DON’T STOP! FECK ME LIKE A WHORE! AHHHHH! LIKE YOUR WHORE! MMMM! YERR CAN FECK ME ANY FECKIN’ NIGHT! ANY FECKIN’ DAY!! AHHHH! JUST FECK MY ASS! AHHHH! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOOOOOOOOPP!!” She howled out with her snatch soaked with strong arousal, harder than she’d ever been in her long life. A dirty MILF made for nasty action like this to make it a wonder why she ever got into wrestling in the first place when she was destined to be hammered by a big dick like this and could easily drain porn stars on skin flick shoots and be an even bigger star than she is as The Man in the WWE.
Now, she was just my piece of top-tier Irish fuck meat with a set of holes resized to the exact shape of my fat American dick. The sweat dripped from her curvy frame to make a mess on top of this table to go with all the rubbish that had fallen from it throughout the rounds of sex we’d been involved in. Folded up and stuck in place as I pounded away to dart my prick in and out of her asshole while I clutched her boots and kept her legs, barely contained in torn to shreds tights, pinned back to her head and body to further use her like mere property. Grunts and groans left me as even with my high sexual talent and stamina to match, even a stud like me had limits and it took a fine, fat ass like this slutty MILF had to finally race me towards a well-earned finish. One that kept me with a wide smile as I enjoyed this latest victory of my sinful ‘career’ outside of the wrestling ring.
“I’M YERR WHORE! I’M YERR SLUT! I’M… FECKIN’… YOOOOOOOOOOUUURRRRRRSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHH!!” As she screamed towards the roof of my locker room and shuddered again, I grunted when her back passage clamped around my dick and her body shuddered as I let go of her and leaned back but continued to hammer her ass with deep and rapid thrusts. That second, powerful orgasm landed and it completed her humiliation when the hard squirt that she unleashed fired upward, just to splatter back down across her sweat-soaked body. Juices landed all over her stomach and tits before she spluttered when her face and hair got drenched for good measure. With no choice, not that any of this wild sex wasn’t willing on both our parts, but to ride out this high as I pumped away for more deep strokes before I finally pulled out and smirked at how gaped wide her asshole had been left.
That would have been enough of a victory for most men to put another guy’s wife through such wild sex but I wasn’t just built differently, I wanted my whores to know their place. So as Becky stayed still curled up and now soaked with her squirt, I moved around to the side and stood in line with her head to lean over and rapidly pump my cock. Another reason for her to groan in delight when I started to paint her pretty face white with my huge load. Thick, hot ropes splashed over her cheeks, nose and mouth as she groaned and didn’t mind one bit that some got caught through her ruined hair. The sight of a truly used whore by the time I dumped an amount of spunk which made it seem like she’d been through a gangbang by the time I let go of my rod and reached to grab the back of her head. A pull over to the side so I could stuff my dick into her mouth and made her slurp on me with a round of slow bobs. Not just to clean off that shaft of the excess spunk, but to give her the strong taste of her back passage direct from my inches for some ass-to-mouth that completed her submission as my new fuck toy.
“So… Slut…” I smirked and watched her suckle on my softening dick for a while before she finally pulled away from me with a lusty groan. “You down for a rematch back at my hotel suite tonight? Or do you need to go settle for your loser husband and give him the best twenty seconds of his life to make him feel good for once?” I mocked with a rightly cocky laugh.
“Mmmm… The Man is always up for a rematch…” Impressively, Becky moved herself off the soaked table and stood up. A glance over me before she walked past me and picked up my newly won Championship. Some submission of a different kind as the juices and cum-coated whore wrapped that title belt around my hunky waist and secured it in place. “If yerr want another shot at The Man?” She purred into my ear. “Yerr gonna need to keep these ‘matches’ against us a secret…” She said, to show she planned on being unfaithful with me a lot more than just this one night.
“I think I can manage that… And I might have a spare shirt and some Jeans for you to wear so the world doesn’t know what a dirty fucking slut you are when you walk out of here.” I teased with a grin as Becky licked her lips with an obedient nod. Ready to be pounded stupid as she checked out my fat cock once again.
So, sure, this was the Rise of Carnage but I skipped ahead of a lot of my accomplishments (in and out of the ring) to talk about one of the best moments of my career. Can you blame me? But don’t worry, I’ll spill the beans about what else I achieved, and the whores I railed stupid along the way, all in good time. Since as good as that ‘WrestleMania’ moment was? I had scored a good many even better ones behind the scenes just like I’d done to The Man that glorious night.
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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, characters 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 of its characters.
Starring: Trish Stratus (WWE)
The Rise of Carnage Part 2: Trish Stratus
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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It sounds like something out of the WWE 2K video game series of MyRise or something similar. Me, a rookie sensation pro wrestler in sports entertainment, with a sudden, rapid rise up the ranks to dominate through NXT and then to the main roster in quick fashion. It might sound unbelievable but it’s how The Rise of Carnage happened and I had won the biggest prize of them all in the biggest, high-stakes match of my life. Eventually, I captured the World Championship in the Main Event of WrestleMania. Which should be the only thing I’d ever need to brag about, right?
Well, let’s roll the story way back to when I’d crushed the Indies scene and smaller promotions to finally get a call-up to the Performance Center and NXT. Naturally, I crushed it in classes and behind the scenes I didn’t exactly have any problem scoring with the fine selection of talent down there either. But one day stood out for me more than the others not due to the kinds of classes on offer, but who was the guest coach for the day.
The Hall of Fame member, multi-time Women’s Champion and unquestionable living Legend and icon of women’s wrestling – Trish Stratus. A stacked blonde Canadian MILF who even now, years into being ‘semi-retired’ from the ring still looked as stunning as ever. It made it hard for once to focus in the class with those big, rounded tits and fat, juicy ass even in a basic T-shirt and leggings. All that yoga or whatever certainly did her body a world of good.
Anyway, a few hours passed and the class was wrapped up as I finished off my stretches and was about to chug down some water. Mid-sip, I felt a tap on my broad shoulder as I turned around. Seeing the mature beauty with a smile on her face that instantly grabbed my attention.
“Hey… Carnage, right?” Trish checked as I nodded with a smile. “You’re the new sensation causing all the fuss around here, huh?” She playfully teased and gave me a glance over. “I can see why! Big, muscular, tall, all that power… You build a wrestler from the ground up and he’d look like you!”
“That means a lot coming from a Legend like you, Miss Stratus!” I responded with a smile. Mindful of my surroundings and my rookie status to not just drool over one of the hottest women in all of WWE history.
“Oh, please. Just call me Trish!” Stratus stated with that gorgeous smile. “But… Speaking of calling…” She glanced from one side to the other, checking that the coast was clear. “Listen, this might sound a bit out there… But I, uh, ‘spoke’ with the guys in charge around here…” She claimed and thinking back, I should have known right off that this was suspicious for a married woman to want to speak with a younger man alone like this. “And if you’re down? I’d like to, you know, have a sort of… ‘Private’ coaching session with you later on…”
I blinked, wondering if I’d heard that right. “Uhhhh… I mean, duh! Yeah! Sure, I’d love that!” I wisely agreed. “Any tips I can get from a legend like you would…”
“Good!” She cut me off and once again checked that the coast was clear as she handed a small card. “Here’s where I’m staying tonight… Come meet me at, say, nine at night… And, of course, just keep this between us…” She added and gave me a wink when she stepped back. “Don’t want the other guys… Or gals… Around here from being envious or anything…”
With that, she turned and walked away as I looked over the card, then back up at her as she left with a profound sway of that fat ass. Did… Did that just happen? Even I had my doubts at that time even with how much success I’d had with women around NXT and beforehand. A Hall of Famer and Legend hitting on me? Surely not!
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Surely, yes!
Later that same night, I knocked on the hotel room door and heard the familiar voice inside calling me in as I found the door unlocked. Not for long as I made sure to secure it once I stepped inside. “Miss… I mean, Trish?” I said. Dressed somewhat smart-casual with jeans, a fresh shirt and a jacket. “You said you… HOLY FUCK!!”
Even with the many notches in my bedpost that I’d scored before, I wasn’t prepared to see Trish Stratus looking like a seductress in a sexy black silk dressing gown. Something like out of the old ‘Table Tips’ segments from the Attitude Era and not just the sexy, black bodysuit-style lingerie that she wore with gold trim. Her huge MILF tits pushed up and out to look bigger than ever while tight and short at the back to ride up that juicy backside. Topped off with long fetish gloves that the blonde stunner wore and used to beckon me in with the kind of lewd smirk that alone would make many men blow a load in their pants right there and then. All of that made me almost forget about that, and no doubt on purpose, she wore on her hands over the gloves two signature rings. The prized Hall of Fame membership on one hand and the other the supposedly sacred wedding ring. right now it might have just been a cheap accessory compared to the rest of her.
“Oh, this? A little something I keep around just in case… After all, you never know when you need to use something else than your Hall of Fame status to get your way…” Trish smugly said and when I approached, she took control (for the moment at least) and pushed me to sit on the edge of the bed. “Or when a hot, young stud with a reputation might be checking you out all class…”
“Guilty as fucking charged…” I admitted with a grin and even now I gazed over that tanned and curvy body. “As for a bad rep? Well, I haven’t had complaints from the chicks in the PC yet…” I boldly said.
“Sure… That’s what they all say…” Stratus teased and used those gloved hands to slide my jacket off and toss it away. “But those were wet-around-the-ears rookies… You’re dealing with the Queen of Queens here, kid!” She smugly said and locked eyes with me. “So how about you show me that I’m not wasting my time cheating on my husband like this and show me what kind of a big, hard cock that you’re packing?” She more ordered than simply asked.
With a smirk, I did as told to loosen my belt and then shove my Jeans and boxers down my legs. Instantly, she saw that it wasn’t just all hype around me when she locked on my thick, long and hardening dick that from the wide eyes and open mouth look on that gorgeous face was by far the biggest slab of cock she’d ever laid eyes on in her lengthy career. “Oh, I’m not gonna waste your fucking time tonight, Trish!” I grinned and even took off my shirt for good measure after my pants had been kicked to the side.
“No… No, you’re fucking not!” She all too eagerly grinned and moved to get onto her knees in front of me. “The question is, can you use it?” Trish challenged me as she took hold of my dick and started to pump me. “Since you might be able to thrill those random chicks, some of whom might not even make it out of the blocks from developmental… But you’re taking on one of the greatest of all time right now, kid!”
“How about you give me some nice, sweet Stratusfaction with those big fucking lips of yours?” I told with a cocky smile. “Then you’ll see that I can handle a fine Mommy like you all night long! And I’ll do it way better than your mind ever has done too!” I made sure to add.
That just got a sultry laugh out of her as she brushed her golden hair back. “That’s not exactly a high bar to pass, kid…” She teased me and made it sound like this wasn’t the first time she’d been on the prowl for some good dick in her married life. “But trust me, babe… If you can handle this? You’ll be getting the kind of Stratusfaction my fucking husband doesn’t even get!” She hinted about what would be in store for me before that mouth boldly sank onto my fat young cock. I moaned the moment those full lips wrapped around my thickness and just from the first loud slurp that she delivered onto me, this blowjob felt vastly better compared to the whores I’d banged across the Indies and outside of the WWE. That only continued when her beautiful face moved to the crown of my rod before she pushed back down to the halfway point. Her golden hair swayed and I heard muffled moans around my cock as she sucked with the sort of sultry look up at me that alone would make most men cum right there and then. She though got to show off her oral skills here since I stayed hard and ready for more from the Hall of Famer and I got the feeling she loved that too.
“MMMMPPPHHH… MMMMM… SHHHHRRRLLLPPP…” It was a sight more expected from a porn star than a semi-retired pro wrestler. Smooth, deep bobs of her head with a steady pace as she both savoured my big dick and tested me to see what a ‘rookie’ could take. Which was a damn lot from a mouth that hot and damp along with full lips made to suck dick. “MMMM! MMMMPPHHH… SHHHLLLKKK… MMMM…” That experienced oral hole slid further along my prick and left saliva across my inches in the process. Her hands, one of which showed off her supposedly sacred wedding ring, rested on my thigh while she rocked her head up and down along me. Without any hint of shame as she groaned around my length and lightly fucked her mouth on a size of dick I had a feeling she hadn’t gotten in a damn long time but looked built to take.
“MMMM… Oh fuck yeah! MMMM! Fucking suck it, Trish! MMMM… Yeah, you fucking sexy, nasty Mommy… MMMM… Suck that big fucking dick!” I encouraged with a grin and plenty of moans and even with the dirty talk, she just groaned around my cock and pumped away with that experienced oral hole. The saliva slowly coated my rod to drip towards the base to go alongside the splats that fell from her chin and that shaft across her big MILF tits. “MMMM… You like that, Trish? MMMM… You like that big fucking young dick? MMMM… I bet it’s way bigger… MMMM… Longer and fatter… MMMM! Than what your pissant husband packs, right?” I dared to say, well aware as she was of the unfaithful nature of this action. She just smirked like a true shameless cougar around my dick and slurped away with deep strokes up and down. Thrilled that she could finally suck not just a big cock for once but one that didn’t suffer an early finish within a few seconds of some head this fantastic.
“SHHHRRRLLLPPP… MMMMM… GAAAAAAAHHHH…” She was so into it that she made the head of my dick smack into the back of her talented mouth when she pushed deeply onto me. A sexy choke left her but like a true pro, she just carried on with the sucks while her saliva drooled along me. The pace merely picked up to make her blonde hair fly about as she went at me and her big titties jiggled in her bodysuit to test its limits from the eager energy she used to blow me. “GAAAAAAAAAHH! MMMMMPPHHH! GAAAAHHH! HHHHRRRKKK!!” The eyes of the multi-time Women’s Champion narrowed sexily and stayed locked onto me as she pumped briskly to leave a slobbery mess all along my rod. Dripped to the balls from the loud, repeated slurps without any care some of her spit got caught in her hair from how intense this oral action was. Made hotter by the fact that her eyes didn’t even water up once while she gagged hard on my huge dick.
With a slow motion up along my size, she pulled off with a loud ‘POP’ just to spit onto the tip of my soaked length. My grin stayed wide when I watched her haul down the front of her costume so those large, rounded and tanned tits bounced free. Soon grabbed at the sides when she wrapped her mounds around my dick and started to pump with a sexy smirk. The moans that left me were just as loud as when I’d been deep in her mouth as I got to enjoy those much-lusted-after breasts. Soft and smooth as they glided along my weapon to make most of my inches vanish when she pushed down so the head popped out from her jugs before she brought them back up. A loud and filthy smack rang out when she drove them into my crotch with a brisk pace that could test the limits of what a porn star could take.
“MMMM… You like that, stud? Huh? MMMM… Like Mommy’s big fat slutty tits… MMMM… Wrapped around your big, fat, dirty, young fucking cock? MMMM…” Stratus purred as she groped her big jugs firmly with the fingers that on one hand had her wedding ring and the other the just as prized Hall of Fame one. She groaned from the hot feeling of my huge dick stuck between her melons along with the fact that, unlike most men, I hadn’t blown a load straight away from being fucked by her fantastic, large tits. “MMMM… Yeah, I fucking love it… MMMM! A huge fucking slab of dick… AHHHH… Ready to fuck me up and make me… MMMM! Act like such a dirty fucking cheating bitch! MMMM…” She added before she tilted her head and spat onto my prick again. That saliva got quickly smeared both over my length and across her ample flesh when she pulled those tits up along my rod just to slam them back down for the sort of motion that made me break out in the first drops of sweat across my forehead.
“I fucking love it, Trish! MMMM… Those big fucking Mommy tits… AHHHH… Squeezing my big fucking dick like you were… MMMM! Fucking built to fuck…” I groaned with a wide smile and watched her worship my long shaft with her huge rack. The sexy jiggle of her mounds as she pumped away along with her slutty groans made it red-hot and I didn’t even need to thrust up once into those mountains. She happily did all the work to swiftly fuck my cock with her tits while she openly got off on this from her low groans as she worked her melons straight up and down. “MMMM… Warming me up… AHHHH… Before I fuck the shit out of a nasty… MMMM! Cheating fucking MILF like you!” I made sure to add since, as good as this tittyfuck was, I had no plans to miss out on some action with the rest of this stacked blonde bombshell. She felt the same way, even if she enjoyed another round with my dick like this to put her tits to perfect use and in a manner that she’s rarely been able to do before with the men, and that included her husband, who couldn’t last against a world-class beauty like this.
“Damn fucking right you’re gonna fuck me like a whore!” Trish grinned as she let go of my dick and stood up. “How’d you want me, stud?” She offered before she reached down and pulled the bottom of that lingerie to the side so I got a look at that tight pussy which, to no surprise from how loud she’d moaned before, was wet just from the oral fun.
“Well, you do all that yoga stuff, don’t you?” I smiled back and moved off the bed for a moment. “Let’s fucking stretch you out and see what you can take!”
“I like the sounds of that, babe!” Stratus said with a smirk before she took the counter-offer to pick and turned around. The famous ‘Downward Dog' pose never looked hotter when she got onto all fours, and pushed herself upward to arch that curvy body at a perfect right angle. Legs spread just enough and her fat ass stuck up and out with arms in front and head down so she could stare back at herself a little as I stepped behind her. “Get that big fucking dick in me! Fuck me like my useless fucking husband never could manage!” She demanded more than just made dirty talk as I lined myself up with her wet entrance and tellingly, I noticed how she was so worked up she didn’t even make me stop to put on any protection first before I pushed in.
“OOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!!” The legendary WWE Diva let out a long and loud moan of pure delight when I stuffed my big, young cock into her tight, moist pussy. A supreme grip that easily made me groan with a broad smile from how mega snug that twat was. A sure sign that she hadn’t taken a huge rod like mine in many months and likely didn’t let too many guys, even the one she was married to, take a shot at her. “YES! MMMMM! FUCK! FUCK THAT PUSSY… AHHHH! YEAH! FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME, BABE! OOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She begged even just a couple of minutes into the action as I worked my length in and out of her box. I used a firm grip on her waist just above that fat ass that jiggled when I pumped into her snatch to help her stay in place for a filthy yoga pose of a sex position. Not that she didn’t do a fine job to just keep herself steady to be used, but also used the pushes of her arms and legs to rock back against my thrusts to ease my inches deeper into her wet snatch.
“MMMM… Holy fuck! MMMM! This is the best fucking pussy… AHHHH! I’ve ever fucking had! MMMM…” I admitted with a wide smile and although I’d get plenty of top-tier action in the future as I ran through the Performance Center, NXT and eventually main roster WWE, this was truly some Hall of Fame pussy in more ways than one. Perfectly snug and wet to replace the layer of spit over my dick with juices as her walls gripped me. A fine combination of friction to pleasure us both but spread out enough to allow me to hit in deep. Just like her mouth and those big tits that swayed as she rocked against me, this pussy was built to be fucked and deep at that. So soon enough, that plump rear of hers began to smack into my young, muscular waist as I filled her up with my fat cock. “AHHHH… Yeah, you like that, Trish? MMMM! Being fucked by a young stud… AHHHH! Treated like the nasty fucking whore you were meant to be? MMMM…” I teased and even helped myself to give her juicy butt a firm slap to help make her cheeks jiggle even more than she did herself with those all too eager pushes back towards my stiff and smooth thrusts.
“MMMM! I FUCKING LOVE IT, BABE! AHHHH! KEEP FUCKING ME WITH… OOOOOOOH! THAT FAT, YOUNG COCK! MMMMM!!” She hissed in delight as her blonde hair swayed back and forth in time with the shake of her titties and the constant ripple of her booty as she shifted in time with my thrusts and held herself in this sinful form of the Downward Dog. Not even my strikes on her backside made her miss a beat. She just let out erotic gasps and groans and took those fat inches deep and stiff into her moist box. Just the signs of the energy needed to fuck like this on display as the sweat formed on her exposed, tanned skin. “AHHHHH! SPANK ME HARDER! MMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING FEEL IT, BABE! UHHHHH! GIVE ME THAT FUCKING BIG DICK! MMMM! TREAT ME LIKE A NASTY FUCKING MOMMY! MMMM! A DIRTY LITTLE SLUT… OOOOOOOH! FOR YOUNG FUCKING COCK! MMMM!” She demanded with her head tilted a little so she could stare between her spread legs and watch my cock pound away into her slit. Even though from the way she rocked her body, still held in that right angle arch, to meet every firm thrust that I rammed into her twat I had the feeling she could have done all the work here without a single pump from me and we’d still get pleasure just as good as we did right now.
I was too in the zone to waste the chance of being balls deep in one of, if not, the hottest women’s wrestler of all time. Let alone a Grade A MILF, a cheating wife and a multi-time Women’s Champion and Hall of Fame member. The grin never left my face as I drove my shaft briskly in and out of her snug pussy that at this point was nicely reshaped to fit the exact shape of my cock. She’d be left stretched out for at least a week, if not longer from this unfaithful action. The moans she let out with every pump I gave her showed she had no regrets about that nor about the forming red hand print on her ample backside thanks to my sharp spanks, just as she whorishly begged for. The sign of a true shameless slut to take the pain and get off on it, let alone not miss a moment as she rocked herself back towards me so that thick rump clapped hard against my rugged frame. This was a workout harder than any class at the PC that I’d taken and without question, the best sex I’d had before in my life and I was far from done with this stacked stunner yet.
“AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! YES! FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME UP, BABE! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMM! GOD! THAT BIG FUCKING DICK… MMMMM! FEELS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD!!” Trish moaned with a slight buckle of her arms from holding the position for so long along with how good, just as she’d loudly and shamelessly admitted it to be, this action was from a younger man. Her tits and forehead grazed the carpet of the hotel room we used as our sex den but she kept those thick hips raised and legs nicely spread. Aided by my grip on her waist so I could keep her snatch in line to pound away into her like she was the kind of cheap whore all that dirty talk said she was. “MMMM! FUCK! YESSSSSSS! MMMM! IT’S BEEN FUCKING TOO FUCKING LONG… AHHHH! THAT SOMEONE’S BEEN FUCKING ABLE… MMMM! TO LAST… AHHHH! AND TREAT ME LIKE A FUCKING NASTY BITCH! MMMM!!” She praised and slammed her hand that showed off her wedding ring onto the floor not so much in a tap out, but from pleasured frustration that it’s been far too long since she’s been railed deep and hard like this. Treated as she and her stunning, curved body deserved to be and with my dick still rock solid and ready to go, this Legend knew she was about to get all that she could handle and then some.
“MMMM… Just your luck that I’m the right man for the job…” I smirked and eased my dick out of her snatch.
“Fuck yeah, you are…” Trish groaned and pushed herself to first kneel as she caught her breath. “Still wanna fuck my shit up in some poses?” She offered with a look at my big dick and the layer of juices she had left over it.
“Damn right I do!” I answered with a quick nod.
“Good…” Stratus licked her lips and moved over to roll a bit backwards. Her shoulders were pressed to the carpet floor and her neck rested while she used her arms to support her lower back. That left her legs and hips raised off the ground for a Shoulder Stand with a slight spread of the legs so her moist pussy was still exposed.
“Something tells me you’ve been waiting to try out these positions for a long time!” I figured out and moved in for a slight squat so I could dip my cock back into her moist tunnel and made us both moan when my dick fitted in like a key to a lock into that snug and soaked pussy.
“MMMMM! FUCK!!!” The Canadian beauty groaned in delight when my fat young American cock rammed balls deep into her wet and still-tight twat. She almost took a piledriver position from the way her body shifted on the floor whenever I drove down into her box just to ease a few inches back and ram back home into her slit all over again. “TOO FUCKING LONG… MMMM! AND I’VE BEEN FUCKING WAITING… AHHHH! TOO DAMN LONG… MMMM! FOR A FUCKING DICK… AHHHH! THAT CAN FUCKING HANDLE ME! MMMM!!” She admitted as her blonde hair was sprawled out and her big tits almost jiggled into her face from the curled up way her upper body was held in to keep the rest of her raised. Unable to rock back against me this time but she put in the work to hold that wonderful frame in place for me and my big cock to ravage. Just a slight wobble of those long, smooth and tanned legs against my muscular frame as I drove in and out to show her no mercy just like she was built to take.
“MMMM… I can fucking believe that! AHHHH! This pussy knocks out… AHHHH! Any slut I’ve banged before… MMMM! Clean out of the fucking water! MMMM!” I stated and it was almost an insult to mention the likes of whores from the Indies and other promotions, along with some of the PC rookies, compared to a Hall of Famer and living Legend like this. A snatch soaked, right and hot that could finish off a porn star in mere minutes. No such risk of that here as I slammed my dick deep into her snatch and made the loud crack ring out when my muscular frame met her juicy ass. She didn’t even mind that I gripped her ankles more to keep control over her than to help keep the position while I pumped briskly into her moist twat. A nice shine of sweat covered my young, studly body and nothing like the layer that the beauty I was balls deep in had but neither of us was even tired yet of this filthy action.
“AHHHH FUCK! FUCK!! OH FUUUUUUUUUCKK!! MMMMM!!” She groaned in delight. Her eyes were locked between her legs to watch with darts of her lust-filled eyes when my fat cock appeared out from her snatch for a moment as I pulled a couple of fat inches out. Just to ram back in sharply to make us both moan as I drove home into her love tunnel. Her look as she watched me made it seem like she was hypnotised and the loudness of her cries certainly gave the appearance that she was addicted if not to me and my huge cock than to unfaithful fun like this with a younger man. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! YES! FUCK! MAKE ME CUM! MMMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM ALL OVER THAT… AHHHH! BIG FUCKING COCK… MMMM! LIKE THAT FUCKING LOSER HUSBAND OF MINE CAN NEVER FUCKING DO! AHHHH!” She begged and panted as the pressure built up and her legs rested against my broad body while I pounded in and out of her. Happy to please and well equipped for the task just like she was built for a rough, hard fuck like this. I got the feeling that from how she nicely held herself in this Shoulder Stand that this might not be the first time she’s used a yoga stance as a sex position but likely this was the first time it’s gone on for this length of time.
“MMMMM! Yeah! Fucking cum… MMMM! You dirty cheating MILF! Nasty, cock-loving Mommy! MMMM! Cum all over that big fucking cock, you filthy fucking bitch!” I demanded with a broad grin and put in plenty of work myself to drive that long, fat manhood of mine deep in her still snug but now more than soaked pussy. Her tunnel was resized to fit the exact shape of my length so it would be a wonder how she’d feel any lesser man inside of her for a good couple of weeks after this. Not that she’d need to worry about her husband finding out about what a cheating slut of a wife she is since from how vice-like she’d been at the start, sex with her has likely been off limits since she achieved MILF status long ago. “Cum for me! MMMM! You might be a nasty slut of a Mommy… MMMM! But right now… AHHHH! I’m your fucking Daddy, you nasty blonde whore!” I added with a groan as I put in the work to drive that big dick deep and hard into her slot to pound her in a way that would leave a good few Superstars across NXT, and a few up on the main roster, into a cumming mess a dozen times over long before this point. Let alone in such a lewd position as she so expertly kept herself in to be railed stupid like this was a cheap porno.
“AHHHHHH FUCK! YES! YES, DADDY! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Without it being my intention, I seemed to have stumbled upon if not at least a kink of hers but something that thrilled her nonetheless about being with a Daddy despite the fact I was young enough to be her son. “DADDY! DADDY! DADDYYYYYYY MMMMMMMMMMM!!” She shuddered in pleasure before her snatch clamped around my cock to give me a fresh test when she came. Juices further coated me and spilt past her folds to soak her crotch and drip over her ass while I still rammed up and down to piledrive her in the raised stance. Wisely, I made sure that she rode out every moment of that peak that left her with a wide, fucked-stupid smile on the beautiful, sweat-soaked face. A look that didn’t leave her even when I pulled out of her and she, for further shame like a living statue, was left in the elevated hold so her gaped snatch was on full display for me.
“Daddy, huh? I could get used to that, slut!” I smugly, and rightly so, said after I’d made the Hall of Famer cum her brains out but I was still rock-hard and ready for more.
“Mmmmm…” She purred and finally brought her legs down to rest for a moment on the floor. “Me fucking too, Daddy…” Trish licked her lips and to my surprise, still had the energy left to roll herself over. “Ready to pound the fuck out of my ass next, Daddy?” It sounded more like a shameless beg than just an offer. Especially when she pushed herself off from the floor to get into yet another yoga pose. This time with one leg in front and the other back at an angle to stick out that fat ass. Bent over at the waist and turned to the side so she could have one arm down and a hand by the foot in front and the other limb raised high.
“As much as Daddy’s little slut is ready to get fucked stupid all over again!” I grinned and stepped behind her in that Revolved Triangle Pose to line my fat cock up with her tight asshole. I didn’t just mean the fact that she didn’t want a break to lube up but like a true legend, and at this point a certified whore who can fuck better than a porn star, she was too horny to care as I pushed my fat dick into her stunning booty.
“MMMMMMMMM! FUUUUUUUUCK!!” Her head tilted in approval for a moment when my thick rod invaded the tightness of her back passage with just her pussy juices, and a plentiful amount from the juices that covered my inches, used as a form of lube. The sensation of her ass being split open by my huge size thrilled her even without her snatch being touched since she used one hand to keep her curvy frame balanced so I could fuck her from behind. The other, and likely not just a coincidence here, that bore her wedding ring rested with approval against my broad, sweat-covered chest. Although since I once again held her waist so I could slide my dick in and out of another of her tight and pleasurable holes, she could have easily stroked herself off so it seemed like she wanted to be dominated like this to fulfil another long held and unsatisfied urge that she’s had for months in her lacking marriage.
“YES! FUCK! AHHHHH! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! MMMM! SHOVE THAT BIG FUCKING YOUNG COCK… AHHHH! DEEP INTO MY NASTY, FAT FUCKING MOMMY ASS! OOOOOOOOOHH!!” The sweat dripped from her face and her long, now messy, blonde hair swayed behind her as her body jolted thanks to my firm thrusts. Those big tits jiggled in time with the motion as I worked my thick length deeper into a hole that was even rarely offered up, if at all to any man, than her snatch and mouth were. Even so, she still took it and moaned for more as I plunged further into her and watched that booty ripple. She was able to take it better than women half her age, let alone still on the full active roster of the WWE, could take it. Let alone in such a unique position that put her yoga talents to a far more sinful use. “AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE, DADDY! AHHHHH! FUCKING BREAK MY ASS! MMMM! FILL ME UP! AHHHH! I WANNA FUCKING FEEL THIS… UHHHH! FOR THE NEXT FUCKING WEEK! MMMM!” She begged and yet again, even when I delivered a firm slap onto her juicy rump she only hissed in delight and never complained once. Just too focused both on the supreme pleasure that flowed through her as I fucked her up the ass from behind and the task to keep herself in place to be railed on display like this.
“MMMM… Whatever Daddy’s little whore wants? MMMM! She’s gonna fucking get it!” I grinned and worked my hips back and forth to drive into her rump stiffly so that the loud clap that echoed around the hotel room might be heard across the entire floor, never mind the rooms on either side, above and below. Neither of us had any worries about being caught, even with the risks that would end her marriage and likely sabotage my sports entertainment career if we were. The only thing that mattered here was being balls deep in one of the hottest women in all of pro wrestling history and with one of the best bodies ever too. Those big curves of hers continued to shake sexily as her body rocked with each stiff impact against my body when I drove in and stuffed her ass full with cock. Deep, firm strokes that ensured her asshole was equally resized to fit the shape of my vast length just like her still-soaked snatch had done what felt like a lifetime ago compared to this point in the action.
“AHHHH! YES! MMMM! MOMMY WANTS IT! AHHHHH! MOMMY WANTS… UHHHH! ALL OF DADDY’S BIG, FAT… AHHHH! FUCKING GODLY COCK… MMMM! DEEP IN HER NASTY CHEATING ASS!!” The multi-time Women’s Champion howled in delight and stared with the kind of wicked desire I bet she’d never even looked at her husband with before, let alone any man before in her mature life. Her tanned and tight body was caked in moisture with her blonde locks stuck down her back to go with loose strands across her pretty face. Her pussy, even without being touched right now, dripped juices down her thighs. Still clad in lingerie that was hiked up at the crotch and yanked down at her tits so it might as well not even be on while she got fucked up the ass deep and hard by a younger stud. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK ME UP! MMMMM! BREAK ME! OOOOOOOH! MAKE ME INTO… UHHHH! YOUR NASTY CHEATING SLUT! MMMMM!!” She groaned as her nails slightly dragged across my skin but expertly didn’t even leave a scratch while I pounded away into her. That plump rump stayed perfectly stuck out so when I drove in to fill her passage up with my member, her booty clapped stiffly into me for the kind of smack that would fit in perfectly to a porno soundtrack.
“MMMMM! How bad do you want it, slut?” I teased and gave her booty another hard spank so that her full cheeks were tattooed with my handprint for more wicked evidence of how unfaithful she’s been. “MMMM… Bad enough to let me stretch that fine body of yours… AHHHH… So I can really fuck your shit up, Mommy?” I demanded more than just asked and from how she moaned her head off just from my stiff, deep pumps into her rump I knew she’d be down to fuck any way I wanted. A sight that more suited a nasty Brothel whore than the respected and iconic WWE Diva and Superstar she was supposed to be. None of that mattered here with the way her curves shone from the sweat and her pussy dripped juices as she got off on anal sex with a man she’s only met today but has acted like a submissive fuck toy too for over an hour now. She still wasn’t satisfied yet and the same went for me when she let out a low groan from the empty feeling between her thick cheeks when I pulled out and admired how gaped her asshole was at this point but there was another round of anal to come.
“Babe, at this point?” Trish gasped as she brought herself forward to sit for a moment and stroked back her sweat-clumped hair. “The fact you need to ask means you haven’t picked up the fucking hint yet!” She stated with a wicked and shameless smile.
“Oh, I know how bad you want Daddy’s dick…” I stated with a cocky smirk. “It doesn’t mean I don’t want you to hear you say it and fucking beg for it.” I said and watched her roll over
“Mmmm… Give it to me, Daddy!” Stratus begged as ordered as she rolled over onto her stomach. Her flexibility was shown off with a Bow Pose as she brought her legs back, grabbing her ankles with arms outstretched behind her and spread as far as possible so her fat ass was raised nicely and her big tits just above the now sweat-stained carpet of the hotel room floor. “Fuck me up until I can’t fucking think straight!”
“You asked for it, slut!” I grinned and moved in behind her to push my fat dick back into her juicy ass. One hand gripped her flesh to spank while the other grabbed her blonde locks into a ponytail to tug as I thrust in and out of her to drive in balls deep once again.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!” For as talented and legendary a Superstar as this mature beauty was, it meant nothing the moment my fat, long cock ravaged her tight asshole. Those juice cheeks rippled off my waist each time I drove in and thanks to the tug on her hair I helped keep her in place to take the brutal action. “YES, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK MY ASS! MMMMM! FUCKING RUIN ME!! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE I’M YOUR ANAL SLUT! MMMM!!” She panted as sweat rolled from her curves. Her grip stayed tight on her legs to keep herself curled up to be pounded like a cheap slut. Each thrust made her tits bounce and her ass was left bright red from the hard thrusts I delivered. All of which thrilled her and kept her snatch soaked to drip juices onto the carpet below.
“MMMM! Yeah, beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for Daddy’s big fucking cock! MMMM!” I grunted and had a more than healthy shine of moisture all across my muscular body. Dare I say I used more effort and energy here than I’d done in any match, never mind training session, up until that point. My dick drove in and out like a piston into that snug booty, stretched wide thanks to my vast size and still built for more even as I spanked her between every other thrust. “MMMM! Fucking moan for me! Beg for it! MMMM! Take Daddy’s fat fucking dick! MMMM! Deep in that nasty cheating whore ass!” I ordered even as I did just that with the kind of pumps that could ruin a porn star’s career from how gaped wide they’d be left. There was no such risk here with the WWE Legend who was made to be hammered like this and didn’t even grunt in pain once either from my thrusts or the way she kept her body curled back to be taken like a trophy.
“UHHHHH! YES! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! GIVE YOUR FAT ASS MOMMY WHORE… MMMM! THAT HUGE FUCKING COCK!! AHHHH! FUCKING WRECK MY ASS WITH THAT BIG FUCKING DICK!! MMMM!” She panted with vacant eyes like her brain was being fried from the pain and not even a sharp tug on her hair broke her out of that trance of lust. My free hand roamed around her to cop a feel of those big tits but she was so in the zone she barely let out a louder moan compared to the screams of delight that left her right now. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUCKK!! AHHHHHH! FUCK ME, DADDY! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!” She squealed but somehow kept her arms back to grip those legs and still present that juicy ass to me so I could ram her deep and hard over and over again. A perfect combination of plump cheeks, now bright red from the constant spanks and claps into my body, made to be pounded and my top-level stamina that could drill her furiously like this. All topped off by her slutty moans that begged for more of the kind of action she wishes she could get but never did from her marriage or any other relationship.
Since I had this Hall of Famer asking for it, my free hand cupped her neck and with the grip on her ruined hair I turned her face towards mine as I leaned over. Planting a kiss on the icon of women’s wrestling and to no surprise her mouth instantly opened to take my tongue inside as we deeply made out. Moans and spit were swapped in equal measure while I slammed my fat cock home into her thick backside. Her eyes rolled back as she shuddered in her grip to keep that Bow Pose locked in for the roughest, nastiest anal sex she’s ever had in her life. Granted, at that point earlier in my career at least, it was without a doubt the best piece of ass I’d ever been balls deep in and still ranked as one of the best. Her back passage kept a tightness like it was destined for my dick and I rewarded her with more deep thrusts that made her groan into my lips as she slapped tongues and smooched like we’d been fuck buddies for years rather than over an hour.
“MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! DDDDHHHDDDYYYYY!!” She groaned into my mouth and shuddered hard and in turn made me grunt as I felt the extra squeeze of her back passage around my length. Not so much an orgasm but a full-on shameful squirt that, thanks to how she still held her body curled back, further soaked the hotel room carpet with the sudden spray. A lost deposit was far from our worries as I groaned and pumped away to finish her off with a last round of thrusts. I didn’t even need to pull out as her hands finally gave way and she slumped forward so her lower body hit the floor with a thump. The upper part held up as I finished the make-out session and pulled away with a grin and saw the cock-drunk grin across that stunning face.
With a hold still on her hair, I moved up and forced her exhausted body to kneel before I gripped my dick and furiously stroked away. She stared up with lust and awe, barely able to close her eyes in time before I plastered that face with spunk to stain across those mature features and into the loose strands of hair across her face and at the sides. Plenty that dripped from her cheeks, lips and nose onto those big titties that now heaved for air as I emptied my balls. Her slutty status was only confirmed when I didn’t ease out the last drips but shoved my dick, fresh out of her backside, between her lips to make her slurp and clean off the taste of her ass from my softening inches. Something she all too happily did with slow bobs along me to savour the taste and steal the last drips of spunk to swallow down.
“Mmmmmppphhh…” Trish groaned around me before I finally pulled my spent dick out of her. “Welcome to the WWE, kid…” She purred with a sexy smirk.
“Heh… Don’t you mean, Daddy?” I teased as I helped her up so she could rest on the bed and panted for air.
“Yeah, that too…” Stratus said with a lick of her lips. “You got me all worked up something serious… I knew you were a different cut from the other rookies…” She admitted, and her guess about me was proven right and then some by all this action.
“Damn right I am… And the Rise of Carnage is only getting fucking started!” I added with a wide grin as I gazed over that cum-covered MILF. “But any time your fine ass wants some more of Daddy’s cock? Just hit me up and I’ll pound you stupid all over again… Like your loser husband can never do!”
“I think I might have to come down and ‘guest coach’ again sometime soon…” Trish mused with that wicked look as she glanced at my dick. “Better yet… I’ll skip the classes and head right over to your place…”
A secret kept from her man, and the rest of sports entertainment, but I’d certainly score some fine Stratusfaction a few times over long before I even hit the main roster… And as much as that would have been a conquest on its own? I would rack up some just as great fucks over the months and years to come on my way to the top for a Hall of Fame-worthy list of sluts to brag about!
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