Steph The Boss [WWE - Stephanie McMahon, Mandy Rose, Blake Monroe, Liv Morgan]

[daxg2001]

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, 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: Mandy Rose, Stephanie McMahon, Triple H(all WWE)
 
Steph The Boss

An erotic fan-fiction story.
 
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
 
A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
 
Codes: Cons, MF, MFF, FF, oral, anal.

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In an alternative universe where Stephanie McMahon is the sole Chairwoman and owner of the WWE…

“Please, come on in, Mandy.” Stephanie McMahon greeted from behind the executive office desk in her Chairwoman’s room at the WWE Global Headquarters. Clad in a professional suit jacket with a black top underneath with strains against her big, enhanced, MILF tits. Below is a still smart but somewhat more casual set of dark Jeans with a thick, leather belt adorned with a silver buckle with a skull logo very similar to the kind of logos her husband had on his ring gear and merch during his active WWE career. “If you don’t mind not using our ‘Government’ names here.”

“More than fine with me, Miss McMahon.” Mandy Rose, the former WWE and NXT Superstar said with a smile as she took a seat in front of the desk. Clad in a tight-fitting pair of Jeans and a black crop top which all showed off the tight, tanned and curvy body of the brunette perfectly. “I’m just happy that we’re able to talk after I left the WWE the last time on such, well, abrupt terms.” She said. A reference to how her run in NXT, and her reign as Women’s Champion, suddenly ended after management didn’t approve of the photoshoots and the like on her ‘exclusive content’ website page.

“And we’re going to talk about that and a lot more.” Triple H, the current Chief Content Officer and husband to Stephanie McMahon said with a measured tone. Clad in a professional suit with a tie.

“So let’s talk business.” Stephanie said. “I won’t waste your time. You are doing very well for yourself with your page, Mandy. Which perhaps under the old administration before I took over might have been a problem. But I’m rather open-minded about things and if we’re going to have you back on board with the company then I think it stands to reason that you should be allowed to keep your ‘side business’ shall we say.” McMahon stated. “However, that will come with a catch, shall we say. And I’m not just talking about fine print on your new contract.” She added with a smirk.

“It did sound all too good to be true.” Mandy nodded with a smile. “I’m a businesswoman too, so I’m open to hearing what kind of negotiations you have in mind.
“Well, Mandy? To be blunt… What I want out of this contract… Is… You.” McMahon said with a sly smile as she stood up from behind the desk.
“Sorry, I’m not sure that I follow what you mean…” Rose said with a hint of confusion.
“You’re about to, Mandy…” Stephanie firmly said as she reached down for that heavy belt of her Jeans.

Mandy went from being perplexed to being stunned with wide eyes. Seeing Stephanie shamelessly undo that shining skull belt to push down her Jeans a bit. Shocked at that but also at what happened next when a big surprise of the dark, thick dildo of a strap-on popped free from the confines of those pants. Complete with a sturdy harness that she wore and a set of fake balls, which contained some fake spunk to be used with the built-in ‘unloading’ feature of the sex toy.

“Holy shit!!” Mandy exclaimed with her jaw dropped. “That’s… Fucking big…” She laughed before she bit her bottom lip.
“Bigger than what your husband has, right?” Stephanie, like a truly dominant woman and not just in terms of business, said with a smirk as Rose nodded her head. “Thought so… The moment I saw you, I knew you were a fucking slut, Mandy.” She bluntly said as she started to walk around the desk and saw Mandy’s eyes locked onto the sex toy. “All that cock-teasing and flaunting? You, that fat ass of yours and your big fake tits? All are built for sex. Just how I like my whores.” McMahon said without any shame. “So if you want to join the WWE and keep your teasing little page? That’s fine… But you’re going to be my slut from here on out.” She said with a confident tone. “Oh, and you’ll be a whore for my husband here too. And he doesn’t disappoint either… Right, Paul?” She smiled and looked over at her man.

With a smirk of his own, Triple H soon gave Mandy another reason to stare in awe when he unzipped his suit pants and fished out his dick. More than impressive to match the fake one that his wife sported with how thick and long he was. Despite his veteran status, he was easily hardening too and from the look Rose gave him, his length also easily was far bigger than her husband packed.

“You heard the Boss… Stephanie gets first shot at any whore she wants…” Triple H said with a clear tone of pride. “We’ve got a lot in common with a love of big fake tits…” He stated which made Stephanie give him a wink in regards to her enhanced chest. “And there’s nothing fucking hotter than a woman in control who knows what she wants. That’s why Steph’ is the Boss around here and not just on top of the food chain of WWE.”

“So… I resign with the WWE… I not only get paid and keep my webpage… But I get some big dick sex from the both of you?” Mandy recapped with glances between the fake and real dicks on offer. “Where’s a fucking pen so I can sign!” She said with a grin to all too easily agree to the sinful deal.
“Just like I thought! A true fucking slut!” Stephanie said with a wicked smile. “We’ll get to the boring paperwork soon enough… But for now? Let me and my husband see the goods…” She motioned to Rose’s curvy frame.
“My pleasure… Or at least, it will be!” Mandy said and got up from her chair. Just to reach for her top and easily pull it up and over her head to keep the smiles on the married couple when they saw those rounded, tanned, big fake tits packed into a tight black bikini-like top. A set of matching bottoms was soon revealed when she slipped her Jeans down to step out of them.
“Yep, that outfit fits the description…” Triple H said with approval. “Steph’… You can sure pick them.”
“Can I ever…” Stephanie said with a smug tone. “Now get your fat ass over here, slut… You can warm us up before we test out that porn star body of yours and let you earn that contract!” She said with the kind of voice that made it clear it was an order this time and not just an offer.

“With big cocks like those? How could I refuse!” Mandy said with a wide smile as she stepped forward and lowered herself in front of her new Boss and her husband. “I know exactly what I’m good for…” Mandy smirked and took hold of both shafts to stroke them off before she leaned in. Her tongue slapped first against the head of the fake dick on offer to her just to put on a show, before she soon swapped to the real prick to deliver a similar swirl around the thick crown. No favouritism was shown here as she swapped between one cock and the other, dabbing her saliva onto the heads while her hands smoothly pumped up and down. “But I’m sure you both knew that… Right, Boss?” She said with a sexy smile before she eased her full lips down and started to suck off the thick rod of the strap-on with a groan. A stare of desire as she moved her pretty face along those inches to fill her mouth up while her hand rested at the top of Stephanie’s Jeans and that loose, skull buckle belt that she still wore.

“Yes… Yes, we fucking do…” McMahon said with a sinful grin and while she only got the brush of arousal from the harness against her pussy, it was the thrill of having made a gorgeous woman like this slut it up that left her folds wet. She watched as Mandy bobbed along that plastic shaft and muffled her groans to show off the skills of a fully fledged porn star just compared to the teasing online model that she’s become. “Mmmm… That’s it, you dirty slut… Suck that fucking dick… Get it nice and wet so I can fuck those big, fat, fake tits of yours…” Stephanie demanded to show off her Dom status, without any care that she wasn’t exactly one to talk with an enhanced chest of her own. All she cared about was making the fellow brunette into her fuck toy and with how eagerly and smoothly Mandy blew that fake dick, she was well on the way to doing that.

Rose didn’t forget about the other task here. She soon pulled off to swap and took Triple H’s dick between her pouty, full lips to make him moan in approval. A similar brisk pace filled her mouth up with delicious cock and got her saliva layered over him with the swift bobs that made her long hair sway a bit. All as her hand stroked off the fake dick and worked her spit down to the fake balls that were attached to the sex toy. Unlike many men, Rose’s husband included, this veteran stud could last and handle a good time from a mouth this warm and wet. So this lewd business meeting wouldn’t be over any time soon and from the muffled groans that Mandy let out, she was very happy with that situation. She was able to enjoy two big dicks at once even if only one of them was real and knowing that she was fucking for a big money contract was an even bigger bonus for her on top of the red-hot action.

“Come on, you dirty fucking bitch? Is that the best you can do?” Stephanie smirked and took hold of the long dark hair of the former NXT Women’s Champion. “I want this dick fucking sucked! Like the damn porn star you were born to be!” She ordered and firmly pulled Rose’s gorgeous face towards her so she could stuff that plastic cock deep into that talented and hungry mouth. Mandy groaned with closed eyes before she let out a wicked choke when the thick crown hit the back of her oral cavern. Face fucked as McMahon unleashed a harsh pace to drive in deep as Rose’s lips fought to stay pressed around that prick. So more saliva spilt out to coat that length and drip across her rounded chest to stain over the tiny bikini she was showing off in.

“GAAAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAAH! MMMMMM!!” Like a good Sub, Mandy stayed on her knees for her new Mistress and her husband to suck and stroke off dick at the same time. Steady pumps made Triple H’s rod slick while Rose slobbered away over Stephanie’s strap-on. The time away from the ring didn’t hurt her ability to handle the rough stuff as even with her mouth being pounded this stiffly her eyes didn’t even water up once. Like she was built to be a slut just as McMahon had mocked her. “GAAAAAAAH! MMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAHH!” The gags continued with each firm pump into her mouth. A double motion as with each pump that the WWE Chairwoman delivered, she also tugged on the long hair to make Rose slide along those fake inches. McMahon moaned too with a wide, rather twisted smile as she got more than aroused by the sight of this stunner almost face deep onto that dildo.

“Oh yeah! That’s it, you fucking bitch! Choke on it! Mmmm! Get it fucking wet like you’re making me so fucking wet right now…” Stephanie grinned and kept hold of the hair so she could briskly work her fake dick in and out of that hot mouth. Spit left the inches soaked to match the messy state of Mandy’s big tits, and only a bit less moist compared to how McMahon’s snatch was right now. Every gag and choke that Mandy let out made Stephanie moan from the thrill of domination, and a sight all the more sinful with the soon-to-be returning Superstar being shared by her husband. “Mmmm… You like that, huh? You fucking whore! Mmmm… Now get that face stuffed down onto my man’s dick… While I pound those fat, slutty, fake tits of yours!” She instructed as she yanked Rose off from her dick and passed the reins of Mandy’s long hair to her husband’s strong grip. That left McMahon free to grab both of Rose’s titties with her hands. The cleavage pushed up and out so she could then slide that fake prick in between and started to pump with a groan of approval. Almost matched by the groan Mandy let out as her mouth got filled up with dick yet again.

“GAAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHH!” The raspy chokes resumed once again as Mandy’s experienced oral hole took a stiff pounding. Firm and quick thrusts delivered by the WWE’s CCO who moaned in pleasure from how hot and damp her mouth was. Deep strokes that made his bell-end slap into the back of that cavern and once again ensured that the New York-born beauty slobbered all over that heavy, thick dick. “MMMMM! GAAAAAAAAHHH! GAAAAAAAHHH!” Rose’s eyes stayed closed as she not so much fought through the discomfort of another harsh face fuck, but just handled it like a true pro. A wonder here that she ever stepped foot into a wrestling ring with this kind of sexual talent. The pumps and her gags just made more spit drip from her mouth and down her neck to further coat her tits as they got stiffly fucked for a sight more suited for a shameless porno than a sports entertainment boardroom.

“Oh yeah! Fucking take it, you hot slut! Mmmm! God, I fucking love these nasty, slutty, fake tits of yours! Mmmm!” Stephanie grinned wickedly and watched her fake dick slide in and out of Mandy’s tanned and rounded rack. Barely any physical pleasure was felt by McMahon, but it was again more so the thrill that could use and near abuse a pair of quality, much lusted-after breasts like this. She didn’t even mind that as she delivered the hard thrusts, her stylish jeans slipped further down her thick hips to show off her plump MILF ass some more along with the jiggle of those cheeks as she pumped away. McMahon also got the bonus sight of her husband at work as he pounded this whore’s pretty face at the same time to put her through more action than she’s likely had in any match over her career. “Mmmm… What about her mouth, babe? Mmmmm… Is this slut going to be fun to keep around?” McMahon smirked with a glance over at her beloved husband while he groaned and pistoned in between the pouty lips of this former Superstar-turned-online model and cock tease. Stephanie trailed her tongue along the top of her mouth, notably turned on as she watched her man drive into Mandy’s oral hole as he showed that his veteran status hadn’t hurt his talent in the sack one bit.

“MMMM… A mouth like this could teach… MMMM! The chicks down at the Performance Center a few things, that’s for sure…” Triple H said with a confident smile between his moans. Just like his wife, he showed little mercy to the former NXT Women’s Champion as the multi-time former WWE and World Champion rammed his thick ‘sledgehammer’ of a cock deep into that wet hole. No doubt that he alone had given her far more cock compared to what she was used to from her husband, and similarly he’d been able to last far longer than Rose’s partner could either. “MMMM… She’s still got some… MMMM… Ways to go to match how good you feel though, Steph…” He smartly added, which made his wife smirk with approval while she got in another round of pumps to work her fake dick between Rose’s breasts. Triple H pounded away and left his dick soaked with Mandy’s spit that dripped down to his heavy balls while the beauty on her knees had the first drops of sweat over her from action a lot more filthier and hard-hitting compared to anything she’s had in or out of the ring.

“Keep up that sweet talk and I might let you have a go on this slut’s tits…” Stephanie remarked before she let go of Mandy’s tits. “But let’s fuck this slut up. I call the shot on her fat ass first!”
“I hope you leave some of her ass left for me by the time you’re done…” Triple H joked with a smile as he pulled out of Rose’s mouth.
“Oooooooh FUCK!!” Mandy gasped as she got pulled up by the hair to her feet. “You two know how to cut a deal!” She groaned and licked her lips without any resistance as she got marched over to the executive desk in the room. Made to wait for a moment as Triple H, still clad in his suit, climbed up top first to lay on his back before Rose was shoved forward to climb not just up onto it but over the CCO too.
“We know how to make a bitch like you know her fucking place!” Stephanie remarked and reached down to yank the string of the bikini that Rose wore, easily peeling it off to expose that juicy, tanned ass. “Hmmm… Gives me an idea…” After Stephanie had done the same to her top to properly expose those big tits, she reached down again but this time to her Jeans that just hung above her rump. “A little workplace discipline never hurt… Well, it never hurt me anyway!” She claimed as she pulled out the thick, heavy belt with skull buckle to hold it while she lined up her fake dick with Rose’s backside and at the same time, Triple H pushed his similarly thick and long dick up towards the tellingly soaked pussy of the returning Superstar.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” Mandy’s head tilted back in delight as her loud moan echoed around the executive room that was now a sex den. Filled up in both her tight lower holes at the same time with Stephanie’s fat, fake dick stuffed into her juicy ass while Triple H pushed upward to slide into her soaked and snug pussy from underneath. “MMMMMM YESSSSSSS… I’LL BE YOUR FUCKING SLUT! MMMMM FUCK!!” She all too eagerly gave in to the pleasure as the thrusts kicked off and made her instinctively rock between the true power couple of the WWE. Rose made her thick rump jiggle with the pushes back as McMahon began to firmly thrust into her asshole and forced her back passage to spread. Those shifts in turn ground her pussy against Triple H’s big dick as he buried up into her love tunnel to stretch her out with ease in a way the man Mandy’s married to has never been able to pull off.

“Damn fucking right you are! MMMM! You’re my fucking slut!” Stephanie grinned, still almost fully dressed with just her ass exposed to jiggle wildly with each pump that she delivered. Her moans just like before weren’t really from any physical pleasure, even if the harness brushed against her wet slit with each motion of her hips. It was the power and thrill to be able to fuck another man’s wife and do so up an ass so rounded, plump and built to be used like this. Plus, sharing this slut with her husband was a kink on its own to keep that wicked smile on her gorgeous MILF face. “MMMM! I fucking own you, you dirty slut! MMMM! I own those big fake tits… MMMM! And this fat, porn star ass of yours!” Stephanie didn’t just boast out dirty talk, but she made good on that vow as she put her hands to work. One took hold of the long brunette hair of Mandy to once again tug like a set of reins to further cement her status as the Mistress to her new slut. The other hand used the heavy belt to bring it up and deliver a hard spank to that juicy rear. The skull buckle rattled with each perfectly timed blow and was barely heard over not just Mandy’s squeals of delight but the slap of bodies that collided from this shameless action.

“AHHHHH FUCK! YES! MMMMM! FUCK MY ASS! OOOOOOOH FUCK! MMMM! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE! AHHHHH!” The former NXT Women’s Champion moaned and begged for more while her curvaceous and tight body was hauled back and forth against the fake dick buried into her ass. The status of her as being more suited for this kind of action than any pro wrestling match was only further confirmed as Stephanie’s harness began to collide with those juicy cheeks. Unfazed either by the tugs on her hair or those smacks from the belt to her flesh as the red marks began to form on that ample, tanned flesh. “FUCK! YES! MMMM! DON’T FUCKING STOP! OOOOOOOH FUCK! IT’S SO FUCKING GOOD! MMMM! FUCK MY SLUTTY ASS! MMMM! FUCK ME… AHHHH! LIKE THE FUCKING BITCH I AM!” She purred as her snatch similarly got stuffed balls deep by Triple H. He used her body plenty too alongside the deep pumps with his hands up to maul at her fake tits while he pistoned away into her slot. Her juices coated his dick so the motion was smooth and swift. A pace alone that many women, and a good few in the WWE too, wouldn’t be able to handle even without the extra pleasure and strain of the anal action that Rose took at the same time.

“Yeah, that’s it, slut! Fucking beg for it! MMMM! Beg for these big fucking dicks! MMMM! Your fat ass is all mine now! MMMM! And I’ll fuck you any damn time that I want to!” McMahon said with that almost sick smile as she revelled in making the former leader of Toxic Attraction into a living fuck doll. The sweat formed to roll down her mature, beautiful features as her executive attire clung to her curvy body but it didn’t make her ease up one bit. Either with the hard thrusts to pound away into Mandy’s ass or those stiff strikes with the sturdy belt that’s left Rose’s thick cheeks rather branded by the repeated spanks. “MMMM! You’ll be my fucking whore first… MMMM! And a WWE Superstar second! If I even… AHHHH! If I even let you have a fucking match again… MMMM! With how busy I’ll be fucking this fat ass!” The WWE Chairwoman spoke like it was more of a promise than just a threat about the future for the woman she was stuffed deeply into. Not that from her loud moans Rose had any issues with that with how fantastic it felt to be stuffed full in two holes at once. Which all worked in Stephanie’s favour to break this cock-tease and make her a plaything to use and abuse just like this, any time that she wanted.

“UHHHHH! YES! FUCK! MMMM! ANY TIME… ANY PLACE! AHHHHH FUCK! I’M YOUR FUCKING SLUT! MMMM!” Mandy unleashed dirty talk of her own that made it a wonder how she could be ‘happily’ married and be so up for wild action like this. Letting a husband and wife duo have their very wicked way with her and that stunning, world-class body as Rose got her snatch filled up to the hilt and her ass fucked deep and hard with another huge dick but just a fake one compared to the one that resized her love tunnel. “FUCK! DON’T STOP! DON’T FUCKING STOP! AHHHHH! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!” She gasped out and barely showed any pain at all even when her hair was pulled on and her ass was harshly spanked. The pleasure of the double-team was just too good to be ruined by any slaps so that just allowed her new Mistress to pound away not just with those thrusts, but the shots with the belt too.

“MMMM… Stephanie has that way with sluts like you… MMMM… Blowing their mind and making them the sluts they were meant to be!” Triple H all too casually remarked with a smirk of pride about how his wife easily dominated this whore. He played his part too and buried his ‘sledgehammer’ of a cock deep to show off talents far removed from the writer’s room or his multi-time World Championship career. Swift and stiff strokes slammed his shaft into her slick snatch while Stephanie tapped that thick ass with a similarly brisk and hard pace. So it was no surprise at all that soon enough Mandy didn’t need her hair being pulled to make her head tilt back as she let out a long and loud moan. Shuddering between the two cocks as she came hard and soaked Triple H’s dick with more juices. A tight sensation that would have made any other man blow their load at the same time but he just groaned and continued to thrust in and out of Rose’s pussy. The power couple eventually eased off so they could pull out of her and show off the sinfully gaped state of those lower holes.

“Oh fuck… Oh fuck…” Mandy panted as strands of her hair hung across her face, slightly stuck to her features from all the sweat.
“No slacking off, slut!” Stephanie said with a commanding snap as she dropped her belt onto the desk just so she could pull Rose off from it. “I don’t sign bitches who can’t handle just one round!” She stated and just brought Mandy back with her as McMahon now sat on the edge of her desk and brought her new whore onto her lap to bury that fake dick up into that wet pussy.
“Guess we’ll see what’s been left of this ass for me…” Triple H smirked and pushed his cock into that already stretched-out asshole. So both cocks here, real and fake, easily slid in to the hilt to once again fill up Rose like she was better suited as a porno whore instead of a pro wrestler.

“OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” Mandy hadn’t fully recovered from the first strong peak, and now she was back to being double-teamed front and back with swift, hard thrusts delivered into her pussy and ass from the husband and wife duo. The sweat dripped from her body to stain the clothing that both her Mistress and her husband still had on. Not that McMahon cared about that with her focus being on the big tits of her new slut as she had both hands clamped onto those fake mounds to dig in and grope. Multi-tasking to fondle that rack and still briskly pump away to go as deep as the dildo could reach with a steady series of pumps. Matched by how Triple H drove in and out from behind to further devastate that ass in a way that Rose’s husband couldn’t have even dreamed of doing.

“MMMM! MMMMPPPHHH! MMMM…” Stephanie’s usually confident mouth didn’t unleash the usual insults. Too busy being stuffed into those big, ripe tits of Mandy’s to take in a nipple and loudly slurp while she still groped away at the tanned flesh. A near motorboat to those titties to press her beautiful MILF features into that rack. All the while she pounded away to fill up Mandy’s snatch with fake dick and left those plastic inches now soaked in juices. “MMMM… MMMM…” The professional attire that McMahon wore was stuck to her body, and her jeans just hung off the edge of the desk with her ass rippling as she bucked and worked the dildo into her new slut. She didn’t even miss a beat when she swapped from one titty to the next to feast on that much lusted-after chest of the former NXT Women’s Champion.

“AHHHH… She’s still nice and fucking tight… MMMM! Just like how Steph’ loves her sluts to be…” Triple H remarked while he pumped steadily and made the thick, but now spanked bright red, ass cheeks of Rose clap loudly off his suit-clad body. Just like his wife, the stains of sweat from Mandy’s skin onto his clothes were far from an issue when the action was this nasty. His job here was to tap this fine ass all the more easily with how spread wide Mandy’s back passage had been left thanks to the rough anal she took from Stephanie. That left her with the perfect amount of tightness left for him to enjoy as proven by his moans with each pump in and out of that asshole. Unfazed either by how his wife wanted a sexy beauty like this as a whore when from the skill that he’s shown today he’s more than able to satisfy even a woman with high needs as McMahon is, let alone with such a massive cock like the one he has.

“MMMMM FUCK! YES! DON’T FUCKING STOP! OH FUCK! AHHHH FUCK! MMMMM FUCK!!” Rose panted with closed eyes as she got bucked back and forth between the two shafts rammed deep into her. She wasn’t even able to actively bounce or shift back against either motion with how dominant both were as they pounded away. A pace that would even test what a veteran porn star could handle from the action in one of her holes, let alone the good time that both took. “YES! FUCK! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE! LIKE A FUCKING SLUT! AHHHH FUCK! I FUCKING NEED IT! MMMM! FUCK MY FAT ASS! USE MY FAKE TITS! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She panted as she got all of that and then some. Stephanie’s hungry mouth slurped away to leave the hard nipples soaked with spit while she continued to ram swiftly to stuff every fake inch into Rose’s wet and still needy twat. From behind, her ass got hammered briskly as the loud clap whenever her thick cheeks met the stud behind her rang out along with the moans in the room.

“SHHHRRLLLPPP… MMMMPPHHH… MMMMM…” Stephanie grinned wickedly around the tits she sucked on while she pumped in and out of Mandy’s snatch. Her long, dark and usually pristine hair was messy now from all the action along with the state of her clothes from all the sweat. She still showed that despite her MILF status she could fuck like it was her true day job instead of the Chairwoman she was supposed to be. She was thrilled greatly by the sight of a stunning beauty like this in such a state of strong lust which more than left her aroused. Her juices dripped from her snatch to leave a stain on the desk but that along with the profound scent of sex that hung in the air was far from her worries. A good thing too since the loudness of all their moans and the slap of bodies into one another most likely meant this action could be heard throughout the entire floor and likely a few ones below too.

“FUCK! FUCK! CUMMING! AHHHH! GONNA CUM! GONNA CUM! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” Mandy screamed out again as her body shuddered but once again, neither the Chairwoman nor the CCO eased up on the rapid and stiff pace. So soon enough Rose was driven tight through yet another powerful orgasm the likes of which she’d never gotten from her far more bland in comparison marriage. The only difference here was that much like how she’d branded this slut’s ass on the outside to claim her, Stephanie wanted to take her body for good measure on the inside. She reached down and squeezed the fake balls attached to the harness that she wore. A simulated cum shot to ‘blow a load’ of artificial spunk into Mandy’s wet pussy which just made her groan in delight. Without any care about the shameful sight of the ‘jizz’ when it leaked back out from her twat as Stephanie delivered a last round of pumps while Triple H, impressively still hard even after all of that, pulled out to admire the gaped wide state of Rose’s asshole.

“This bitch is a fucking keeper!” Stephanie finally said when she pulled away from Mandy’s tits. “I could suck and fuck these big tits all damn day! But… Speaking of a keeper…” She looked at her husband’s dick. “Let’s give you a nice reward for helping me with the ‘negotiations’ here…”
“No complaints from me, Steph’…” Triple H smirked and watched as his wife pulled out of her new whore, just to bring them both over so the Mistress here could make her Sub kneel in front of him.
“Oh, I know you won’t!” McMahon grinned and also got to her knees. “Since I know you fucking love big fake tits too!” She stated the obvious and gave her husband another reason to grin when she only now finally slipped off the executive jacket and pulled up her tight top. Exposing her huge, rounded and enhanced tits that her man was all too familiar with. “Come on, slut! Let’s give my husband the good time that he fucking deserves!” She ordered and pulled in Rose close to where she was at the other side of his thick length to where she was.

“Y-Yes, Boss!” Mandy purred as while exhausted from the two powerful orgasms, and still with fake spunk that leaked from her snatch, she couldn’t refuse any order from her new Mistress. Her big fake tits were soon pressed up against the even bigger rack of McMahon’s as they worked to double-team Triple H. One set of breasts that big and round would be a treat on its own but he moaned from the pleasure of two pairs of titties that now sandwiched his long, fat cock. A sensation that could have finished off any man at the start of some sex, let alone this late into some filthy fun. The delight that he felt only got better when Stephanie, as only expected, took the lead and worked her jugs up and down to slide the ample, sweat-coated flesh along her husband’s cock as Mandy soon did the same with her ‘half’ of that rod. So both tits rubbed and stroked along that meaty shaft in a smooth way that made it seem like this wasn't the first time that either beauty had dished out a titty fuck before.

“MMMM… FUCK… Hell yeah… MMMM! I fucking love… AHHHH! Big, fake, porn star tits like these…” Triple H grinned and moaned as he enjoyed not just the mounds of his beloved wife but those of the former NXT Women’s Champion pressed around his massive dick. A fittingly ‘sledgehammer’ of a cock that was the perfect size to be seen out of not just a rack so rounded and deep like Mandy’s but the huge size of Stephanie’s too. All he had to do was stand and take it while the two women worked him off with sinful eagerness. At the same time, the WWE’s CCO proved his talents in the bedroom to handle some action like this that could have finished off many a skin flick actor in mere minutes. Even with how he’s been left with a more than healthy shine of sweat to go with how his suit looks far from perfect with the cling to his body.

“Only the biggest and best tits… Mmmm… For my man!” Stephanie smirked and licked her lips as she watched the huge rod of her husband pop out from between her tits and those of Mandy pressed up against hers. Both women let out gasps when their hard nipples brushed against one another, along with the sensation of their ample, fake breasts being against those of another woman. Even as a dominant woman, Stephanie was all too happy to share her newly broken-in prize with her man and for more than just a reward for his assistance to unlock the true whore that has been hidden inside of Many for so long. “Mmmm… And the biggest and best target for his load too…” She added with another wicked smile to make it clear where she wanted all that spunk all over herself and her new Sub.

“MMMM… It won’t be fucking long at this rate, Steph’! MMMM…” The multi-time former WWE and World Champion admitted as he felt the first pulse of his cock while between both sets of big, stunning tits. A sight all the more hotter with the shameful states that both women were in coated in sweat and with messy hair. Even before the sights at their lower bodies as Mandy’s snatch still oozed out fake spunk and Stephanie hadn’t yet taken off her strap-on. Not that his eyes were on anything but those huge mounds pressed and wrapped around his prick. His moans were just as loud now as they’d been in any of Rose’s holes during today and that was likely a fact his wife knew but she didn’t mind one bit. Not when she got the very best of the likely only man in the world who could handle someone with her high, and specialist from this day’s events, sexual needs.

“FUCK! Here… Here it fucking cums!” Triple H was barely able to grunt out the warning but neither his wife nor the newest member of the WWE roster eased off from their quick and smooth motion. Soon enough with a deep groan, the blasts of spunk shot up and while Stephanie, with a knowing smirk, leaned a little back Mandy gasped and caught some spunk not just up the side of her gorgeous face but into her long, brunette hair too. The rest of that huge load landed down across those big tits of both women to generously coat both while some dripped into the gap between. The pumps from both sets of breasts didn’t stop until that cock began to go limp and he pulled out the admire the mess that was over those jugs.

“Paul… Go get the contract for me, will you?” Stephanie all too casually said before she gripped her new whore by the hair. “As for you? You can clean up the mess that you helped make!” She ordered and forced Mandy into her big fake tits.
“MMMM…” Rose groaned and eagerly went to work with her tongue to lap up the spunk from those breasts to swallow it down with moans of approval.
“That’s it, bitch… Clean off those big tits… Like the nasty fucking slut you are!” McMahon smirked and lightly groaned from the clean-up. “By the way… I’m sure you’ll have time to read the contract later but there are certain ‘clauses’ about it… So let’s just say that you can still make those photoshoots on your little website… But you’ll be giving myself and my husband a big old chunk of it from now on… Along with offering up your holes to us both any time I want it.”
“Mmmm… Yesssss Bosssss…” Mandy slurred into Stephanie’s tits as she lapped away to eat up the jizz.

“I love an employee who is up for the job she’s suited for…” Stephanie mocked with a smirk as she saw Triple H return. “Oh, and get a camera too, Paul… I want to capture an ‘exclusive’ shoot like this once in a while for us with this bitch… The kind of stuff her fucking Simps won’t ever get to see… Never mind that clueless husband of this slut!” She added with a lick of her teeth to match the grin that her husband had.

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Starring: Blake Monroe (NXT/WWE, formerly Mariah May in AEW), Stephanie McMahon (WWE), Triple H (WWE)
 
Steph The Boss Chapter 2

An erotic fan-fiction story.
 
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
 
Codes: Cons, MF, MFF, FF, oral, anal.

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In an alternative universe where Stephanie McMahon is the sole Chairwoman and owner of the WWE…

“I mean, don’t get me wrong, Steph’…” Triple H, the handsome and still muscular former in-ring competitor, Superstar, and now current Chief Content Officer of the WWE said. Clad in a professional, expensive suit with shoes and a tie. “I’m all for snapping up someone from that upstart ‘competition’ and all… But you really think she’ll be down to take us both on like you say she is?”

“Oh, please…” Stephanie McMahon, the Chairwoman of the WWE, said with a confident smile. Clad in a black suit blazer with a black top underneath that showed off her large MILF tits and a set of stylish Jeans with a thick leather belt with a skull logo, heavy and chrome silver buckle similar to the logos her husband used to have on his gear years ago. “This blonde British bitch is a total fangirl for WWE. She modelled T-shirts for the Euro shop even before she started training to wrestle. She’s probably fingered herself stupid thinking of being fucked by real Superstars of the WWE for years! Even while she was slumming it for that so-called ‘Elite’ company.” She rather smugly said. “Besides… The fact that she agreed to my ‘pre-contract’ request for this meeting alone? That tells me she’s ready to slut it up.” She added with a suggestive tone. As suited the fact that from the bulge in her Jeans, she once again had on a sex-toy under her clothing of a strap-on with harness that sported a thick, long fake cock with realistic veins and heavy balls.

“Requests, huh?” Triple H smirked at that. “What kind of…” He started to say, before a knock on the door broke his thoughts. “Come on in!” He called out.

He soon got his answer when a blonde bombshell from the United Kingdom walked in. The wrestler formerly known as Mariah May in All Elite Wrestling and Stardom of Japan, but who would soon be known as Blake Monroe in NXT. The curvy blonde wasn’t just looking as only The Glamour could, but was dressed up in a cosplay outfit styled after WWE Hall of Famer Trish Stratus for a Halloween costume years ago. A set of tight and tiny pink shorts and sleeveless short top that hugged to her nicely juicy ass and showed off her big, rounded tits. With a white long-sleeved coat and cowgirl hat to match on the top of her long-haired head for good measure.

“...I think I see what you mean…” Triple H grinned as the door was closed and Monroe stepped in.
“Boss… Bosses, I should say…” Blake said with a sexy smile as she glanced between the married couple. “I’m just so excited to have finally signed that contract and finally become a part of the WWE!” She gushed with an excited tone.
“Oh, I bet you are…” McMahon smirked and gazed at that on-display body. “Just as eager I imagine to be fucked stupid by myself and my husband to prove you can be a top Superstar, right?” She bluntly said.
“Well, I mean, if you’re offering? It would be bloody rude not to!” Monroe grinned. “I don’t think you asked me to dig out this old costume for no reason, right?”
“Of course! I made Trish my fucking bitch for years back in the day, slamming her stupid night after night in outfits like that…” Stephanie shamelessly said as she moved across her office and sat in a chair. “So let’s see if you’re able to match up to what she could handle from me back in the Attitude Era…” She continued to be blunt when she reached down and loosened her belt, but left it looped in those tight Jeans. That allowed her to push them down to just under the harness so that thick, long fake cock sprung free.

“I hope that’s not the only bloody big cock that I’ll get today!” Blake wasn’t fazed at all and gave the hunk in the room a glance over before she strutted forward and approached the Chairwoman. Shameless in her right to straddle the MILF and grind herself against her new Boss. Dishing out a form of a lap dance that allowed McMahon to grin and take in that tanned and tight body along with those huge tits and got a feel of her booty when it worked against that fake dick.
“You heard the slut, Hunter!” Stephanie said even as her eyes shifted up and down to follow the jiggle of those tits. “Get your fucking dick out and get ready to test this whore!”
“Gladly, babe…” Triple H wisely said and unzipped his pants to fish his cock out. A fittingly Sledgehammer of a cock of a thick, long size that matched the fake one his wife wore and had startened to harden.
“Fuck…” Blake groaned when she turned around and ground her ass against that plastic dick while she saw a big real one approach. “I’ve been bloody dreaming of this for fucking years…” She purred with lust in her voice to prove Stephanie’s instincts right about the new member of the WWE roster.

“Well don’t waste fucking time then!” Stephanie ordered. “Get riding me while you show my man how badly you want to be a real WWE locker room slut!”
“Yes, ma’am!” Monroe grinned and reached down to just slide her shorts to her thighs. That showed off, and again to prove McMahon correct, her tight and wet pussy along with a snug looking asshole that seemed to have a shine across it. Pre-lubed up and ready to be fucked as she eased her wet snatch, turned on by the idea of sex with WWE Legends like these two, onto the plastic cock and leaned towards the rock-hard and real one now presented in front of her.
“She’s a quick learner… She’ll fit in just fine around here…” Triple H stated the obvious with a cocky chuckle.

“MMMM…” Like an eager whore, Blake eased her curved and tanned body onto the fake dick underneath her. Her snatch, wet even before this action had properly gotten started, all too easily spread to accept the vast size of Stephanie’s strap-on cock as she sunk onto it. The same was said for her hungry mouth to get some WWE cock at long last as she parted her full lips and took Triple H’s meat inside. “MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM…” She multi-tasked impressively with bobs of the head that made her long blonde hair sway and still wore the hat on her head. While her curved frame jolted up and down to give her other new Boss a hot ride that made her rounded booty jiggle and her big tits shake to test the limits of her top to keep those jugs packed in.

“Oh yeah! MMMM… That’s it! Fucking ride it, you nasty fucking slut!” Stephanie grinned wickedly and kept the coat her new slutty Superstar to the side to get the full view of that British ass when it lowered and clapped into the harness she wore. The firm connection easily stimulated the Chairwoman along with the sight itself of that hot, wet pussy being able to take a dick of this vast size. “MMMM… When you said you were a fan of WWE, you weren’t kidding! MMMM! I can tell how fucking bad you’ve wanted… MMMM! To be fucked by some Superstars! You’re trying to break off this big dick of mine right away!” She praised and helped herself to smack that nicely juicy rump of the former Mariah May of AEW and Stardom. The steady bounces on that plastic, thickly veined dick were more than enough to make the leather belt that McMahon still had looped through her tight Jeans sway back and forth as that heavy, metallic skull-adorned belt rattled from how whorishly Monroe rode that big cock.

“AHHH… Shit! MMMM… I can fucking feel how much she’s… MMMM… Been looking forward to this…” Triple H remarked with a confident smirk as he watched that pretty, doll-like face of The Glamour plunge up and down swiftly on his cock. Her saliva was spread all across him and those pouty lips stayed wrapped perfectly around this thick length. Accompanied by muffled moans around the prick and even without the pleasure of another fat shaft buried into her twat, Blake would likely still get off on just a blowjob with a true Legend of the WWE. “MMMM… A mouth like this… MMMM! Is gonna make her real popular around the locker room… MMMM! And the office here too…” He added with a chuckle as he watched the swift slurps that made her spit drip along his size and off her chin. That left splats over her big titties that bounced away in time with her shifts on McMahon’s fake dick. Those rounded orbs were only half packed into her top. With the tops of her areola now visible as her clothing worked overtime to keep her rack contained. All topped off by the cosplay attire of a Hall of Famer that she had on. The hat she wore flapped a bit from how sharply her head moved up and down to just make it all the hotter.

“MMMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! MMMMPPPHHHH!!” Blake groaned loudly and without shame as she drove her mouth nicely deep along the CCO’s member and sharply did the same onto the Chairwoman’s length underneath her to handle every fake inch straight into her snug and moist pussy. Being double-teamed by the happily married couple and shamelessly did all the work without even a thrust from the former World or Women’s Champion in this threesome. “MMMM! SHHHRRLLPPP! MMMMPPHHH! MMMMM!!” A sight more expected of a nasty porn star than a pro wrestler as the former AEW World Women’s Champion bucked sharply up and down to dish out a red-hot ride onto that fat plastic dick in her snug love tunnel. Her oral hole delivered an equally pleasurable performance with loud slurps that left that Sledgehammer of a rod soaked in drool but still rock-hard and ready to test out more of her. Just as she was built for as only now did the first drops of sweat appear on that beautiful face while she bucked back and forth between her two new lovers.

“MMMM… I knew she was prime slut material the moment I saw her…” Stephanie bragged with that big smile still across her MILF features. Unsurprisingly, since she still had a stunning blonde mounted on her fake cock to bounce herself near stupid in a way that would make most men blow a load just from how intense this ride was. McMahon could just sit back and watch her new signing go to work with those brisk shifts that made Monroe’s ass smack firmly into her waist and harness over and over. “I can fucking see… MMMM! How wet this bitch is for this! MMMM! She’s fucking made for being fucked, Superstar-style!” She more praised than merely mocked. The glimpses of that long fake dick when it appeared from out of Blake’s pussy as she moved upward showed off the layer of juices from the strong arousal of a long-time fangirl of WWE. She now got to live out a fantasy, never mind a dream, of being used as a fuck toy by sports entertainment icons even before she stepped into a ring for them.

“MMMM…” Mariah, or just as accurately here, Blake, let out another muffled moan before she brought herself to a stop on Stephanie’s fake cock and raised her head from Triple H’s fat shaft. “Too bloody right I am!” She licked her lips with a grin and gave a grind with her ass onto her Boss’ lap. “I’ve fucking waited for this for a long, long time… MMMM! To get fucked like a bloody WWE whore!”
“Well, what the Hell are you waiting for then, slut?” Stephanie smirked with desire and approval at her dirty talk. “Get off my dick and clean off the mess you’ve made on me… While my darling husband tests out if you can handle some real WWE dick too!” She ordered more than made a suggestion.
“Yes, ma’am!” Monroe smiled and eased herself off the strap-on that the still-seated older woman wore. Just to turn around and face her with hands on the stylish Jeans that McMahon had on to bend over at the waist and lower her hat-clad head towards that fake rod. Her ass was perfectly stuck out and raised, with the coat of her costume draped to the side over her lower back so Triple H with a smirk could step behind her and push his length into her wet and snug pussy.

“MMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH!!” Once again, loud but muffled moans escaped the newest beauty to NXT as she felt the deep, firm thrusts enter her snatch from behind. Her mouth got busy too with those big lips wrapped around that fake cock fresh from out of her damp pussy. When she slurped, she got the strong flavour of her love tunnel from those plastic, thick and veined inches as her mouth glided smoothly along the size and her tongue smacked away at the sides as she bobbed. “MMMM! MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM…” Her blonde hair swayed once again and the Trish Stratus-like hat she wore wobbled from the eager motion. Only helped by how she rocked back on her feet to push her ass back against the pumps from the back while she kept her mouth plunged deeply onto the other length on offer here. An equal lust for men and women like a true bisexual slut that only made the remarks about how ‘popular’ a woman like her would be around the locker room more true than ever.

“Yeah! MMMM! That’s fucking it, you dirty fucking whore! MMMM! Suck that fucking dick… Clean off all those juices like the nasty bitch you’ve wanted to be for the WWE… MMMM! For fucking years, you dumb British bimbo!” Stephanie moaned and taunted with that wide smile as she let Blake essentially fuck that Glamourous face deeply along her fat plastic dick. The layer of sweet juices was easily cleaned up and swallowed down, replaced with saliva to drip onto the harness and the fake balls attached to it but Monroe didn’t stop there and continued to suck away. Helped by the shifts back and forth as McMahon’s husband pounded this stunner to continue the threesome that made their new signing sweat and groan in pure delight. “MMMM… God, and to think… MMMM! A slut like you has been wasted for a few years in that other joke of a company? MMMM… When you could have been whoring it up here for me… AHHHH! Like a fucking fangirl groupie! MMMM! Or maybe even fucking better at this rate!” She praised alongside the dirty talk to sound like she’s not seen this level of eagerness in a new piece of fuck meat in quite some time. Proven by how Blake shoved herself between the husband and wife duo to take their cocks, real and fake, straight into her mouth and snatch with equal amounts of desire to leave the fake shaft soaked in spit and the real, just as long and thick one, coated with her juices.

“AHHHH… You ain’t kidding, Steph’! MMMM…” The multi-time former WWE and World Champion stated as he moaned and started to sweat himself in his professional suit. He carried out a very indecent act to stuff his fat cock deep into the hottest, and not just in terms of that tanned and curved British body, free agent in the business. One built for action just like this as her ass rocked back and smacked firmly into his muscular waist to take every inch deep into her tight, wet pussy. “MMMM… This hot little slut… AHHHH! Is fucking soaked like a lake! MMMM!” He added between moans as he enjoyed the squeeze of her twat around his Hall of Fame cock. No doubt that intense and pleasurable grip was due to the thrill that she got from being railed not just so expertly by this veteran but by a Legend of the WWE for a dream come true. She made the most of it with her very eagerly pushes back to take his length with such force and speed that he didn’t even need to pump and she’d just fuck herself onto his Sledgehammer all on her own.

“MMMM… I do have an eye for talent, don’t I?” Stephanie smirked and watched as the hat that the former Mariah May wore swayed along with the shifts of that long, blonde hair and the way those big tits of the Englishwoman fought to escape the tight pink top she still had on. The stunner sandwiched between the married couple groaned loudly and caressed her hands along the Jeans that McMahon still had on with a brush over that thick leather belt at the sides as the heavy buckle bragged back and forth from the shifts thanks to how deeply Monroe slurped on that fake rod. “MMMM… And this slut… AHHHH… Looks like she could drain a locker room in a night and still be… MMMM! Hungry for fucking more!” McMahon added with a groan. Although she couldn’t enjoy the full effect of the soothing, damp mouth of her new slut like her hubby got to experience the snug, moist grip of that pussy, she still got a thrill from the way the harness she had on brushed across her wet snatch underneath. A sure sign that she got off on not just this sex act but the power dynamic to make a new contracted Superstar whore herself out and from those muffled groans, Blake loved it just as much as her Bosses buried deep into her did.

“MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH!!” Indeed, loud groans bounced off the plastic rod deep between her lips while she backed her moist twat sharply against the incoming thrusts from the back to almost spit-roast herself on long, thick dick at both ends. She handled more inches than some porn stars ever could and showed no favouritism towards either rod, real or fake, as only a real bisexual whore could do. “MMMM! SHHHRRRLLLPPP… MMMMM! MMMMPPPHHH…” Blake left that plastic shaft soaked in drool to drip all across the harness and over the set of fake balls attached to it and similarly left the long dick rammed into her snatch coated in juices. The sharp clap of her ass into that muscular, veteran waist rang out to nicely match the groans that both the Chairwoman and CCO let out as they enjoyed her holes. Not nearly as much perhaps as this WWE whore loved it from the shine of moisture across her smoking hot body but she wasn’t even tired yet. A good thing too with one of those cocks still hard and unsatisfied yet and the other worn by a stacked MILF who was far from done with her new employee and whore just yet.

“MMMM…” With another loud slurp, Blake pulled away and let out an erotic gasp as she sucked in some air but still got pumped from behind. “Believe me, Boss… MMMM! I can bloody go all night long… AHHHH! And even longer than that!” She grinned before she let out a groan when that real cock was pulled out of her soaked and now nicely gaped pussy.
“Exactly what I want to hear!” Stephanie smirked and motioned for the new Superstar to move back so she could finally stand up from her chair. “But we need to test how good you are… And I’ve already tried out two of your holes so far…” She said with a clear and suggestive tone to state what she wanted.
“Oh, say no more, Boss!” Monroe grinned and happily turned around to bend over once again with spread legs, as far as the shorts down at her thighs allowed her, to present her rump. “Hope you don’t mind if I clean up some more, do you?” She added with a smile up at the CCO as she rested her hands on his waist for support.
“Knock yourself out, kid…” Triple H had a sly smile to watch at that hat-clad head leaned in and the brim brushed against his mature muscles before that still-hungry oral hole took his dick back inside. Just as his wife from behind pushed her fake rod into the tight but already lubed up (to again show how badly she’s wanted to be fucked by WWE Legends) asshole.

“MMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH!!” Loud and muffled moans escaped the woman previously known as Mariah May once again when she got filled up front and back but this time it was her tight, rounded ass that got stuffed by that fake, thick dick. More than enough to thrill her as she groaned without any hint of pain despite the vast size that split her back passage open with firm and deepening thrusts. “MMMM! MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM…” Her head bobbed away all over again and far from the first time today she sucked off her juices from a fat slab of dick to replace it with spit. All as she showed off both the stamina needed for Superstar action like this and a talent to handle the stain of her body being bent over once again like a cheap whore. She held herself perfectly in place not just to take it, but to shift herself between the husband and wife to get those cocks rammed in deep to her tight and needy holes.

“That’s fucking it! MMMM! You nasty, dirty fucking bimbo whore! MMMM! Take it like a damn slut!” Stephanie yelled between groans as she thrust that strap-on cock deep into that nicely juicy British ass. Those rounded cheeks clapped back into her waist and that harness she wore to deeply fill up a booty built like the rest of the former AEW Women’s Champion as she got hammered from the back by a former WWE Women’s Champion. “MMMM… Yeah, back that ass up! MMMM! Take that dick… Show me how fucking bad… MMMM! You want to be a WWE slut!” She demanded, even as Blake did a fine job to prove that from just the brisk shifts back and forth to put that curved, tanned and now sweat-soaked body to work. Deep bobs along the cock in front and pushes back to drive her ass against the incoming thrusts to fill herself up with more cock than some porn stars would be able to take.

McMahon didn’t exactly hold back either with the sharp thrusts of her shapely MILF hips as the Jeans she still had on rested underneath her thick ass and the belt still the loops swung at the sides to make that heavy, metal skull buckle rattle from the force of the deep thrusts. Just about heard over the loud clap of Monroe’s booty into that harness as she got her ass pounded from behind. A sight even hotter thanks to how Stephanie’s big titties jiggled in her top with each shift towards her new fuck doll. Moans filled the room that should be used for business meetings rather than as a sex den as the new blonde bombshell of the WWE got stuffed front and back while bent over like a true shameless slut. Even nastier perhaps since she was being railed while in a Trish Stratus cosplay with her shorts, now soaked on the inside from the drip of juices from her snatch, down at her thighs. Her tits had at this point nearly fully spilt from her top with the hard nipples now exposed as those jugs jiggled away in time with the shifts of her frame. Her long coat was stuck across her back from all the sweat and hung off the side. Somehow, the cowgirl hat remained perched on the top of her blonde but now very messy-haired head.

“MMMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! SHHHRRRLLLPPP… MMMM!!” Yet again, the beauty who had competed in Stardom and AEW before she made it to NXT had replaced her pussy juices from off a fat, long cock with her drool as the spit dripped across Triple H’s dick and down to the balls. The bobs didn’t stop there as she groaned around that length and plunged her gorgeous features right along him with a swift pace. The kind of nasty, sloppy blowjob that would have alone made many a red-blooded man, and a good few wrestlers from the WWE or any company she’s been in before, blow an early load long before this point in the fun. “MMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH! SHHHRRRKKK… MMMMM!!” Thankfully for this stunning grappler and long-time sports entertainment fangirl, she’s getting the sort of action she’d fantasised about for years even before she’d ever stepped into a ring. She made the most of it with her still very eager and horny rocks back and forth on her feet to push her ass sharply back against the still thrusts into her asshole before she pushed her face deeply onto another just as big piece of dick to moan around it with desire.

“MMMM… At this rate… AHHHH… She’s gonna fuck herself through the rosters of NXT and Evolve… MMMM! And still not be satisfied yet…” Triple H smirked with approval and showed his talents by being rock-hard even with a dose of head from the British stunner this good on his fat American dick. The suit he had on clung to his muscular body but just like his wife and this hottie bent over in front of him, neither of them cared about a bit of mess to their attire. Not when the sex was this damn good to make him moan with each glide of Blake’s full, pouty lips along his thick man-meat. “MMMM! It might take a damn Royal Rumble of studs… MMMM! To even just make her hit one peak… MMMM… And probably the women’s one too!” He noted about how Monroe was just as happy to be fucked by a hung stud like him as she was to be railed by a fellow woman as Stephanie drove her thick fake dick deep into that tanned, juicy backside of the former AEW starlet who showed more of her talents to handle a fuck this deep and hard without any hint of pain.

The beauty sandwiched here would have taken it for a lot longer too if the two at either end of her didn’t make the move first to pull out and made her groan from the empty feeling. “MMMM! Fuck! God, being fucked like a WWE whore… It’s everything I’ve fucking dreamed of so far!” Blake grinned and stood up before she finally yanked down her top under her chest to free those big, rounded tits properly.
“We’re not fucking done yet with you yet, you dirty British slut!” Stephanie said with a wide and lusty smile. “Come on, Hunter! Lift this whore onto me and let’s give her the full damn Superstar treatment!”
“I was wondering when you’d ask for that…” Triple H said with a chuckle as he, even as a retired competitor, still had the superior strength to lift Monroe’s gorgeous, sweat-covered body from the floor of the office and onto his wife. That left the blonde mounted on the brunette pussy-first onto the dick that had just been rammed into her ass and he kept a grip on the waist even as Blake eagerly wrapped her arms and legs around the MILF who in turn gripped that midsection. That gave him free access to take over from where McMahon had left off to easily slide his big dick into that tight back passage to kick off the double penetration action of this threesome.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” Blake’s thick English accent made her loud and shameless moans even hotter as her head tilted back but didn’t yet dislodge the cosplay hat that she had on. Thrusts front and back that filled both her lower holes for a thrill unlike anything she’s taken before but the fact that it was from two WWE icons made the pleasure even greater. “FUCK! YES! AHHHHH! BLOODY FUCK ME! MMMMM FUCK! I’M YOUR WWE WHORE! AHHHH! YOUR BLOODY WWE SLUT!! MMMMM FUCK!!” She groaned and even with the deep strokes and hard, swift pace of the thrusts into her juicy ass and soaked pussy she still tried to bounce on those big cocks. That made her big tits squeeze and rub against the covered ones of Stephanie in front to pleasure the both of them. Along with how the harness that McMahon wore stimulated her very moist pussy underneath the constant grinds as she pumped away to fill up her new blonde bimbo whore of an employee.

“MMMM! You’ve just shot to the top tier… MMMM! List of my favourite sluts to use, Blake! MMMM! And just from day one!” Stephanie said as sweat rolled down her mature and beautiful face as she rammed her big fake dick deep to the hilt into a younger, busty woman with the kind of pace that men or women half her age wouldn’t be able to keep up. Let alone the fact that Monroe took so much cock even just in her snatch right now that most whores would be left gaped open for over a week from this pace along. She handled it with ease along with the just as deep and stiff pumps into her ass from behind that made the slap of skin against skin ring out sharply. Loud enough along with moans from all three here to make the sway and clatter of that skull belt buckle that swung as Stephanie sharply moved her hips back and forth to bury that strap-on into the blonde bombshell. “MMMM! Come here, you dirty fucking bitch!” McMahon demanded and leaned in so that, to the surprise of no one, when her lips pressed into the other beauty they parted instantly to let her tongue slide in.

The sight made the multi-time former World Champion smirk as he watched his stunning wife make out with the newest member of the WWE roster like they’d been lovers for years rather than for one afternoon. A deep and lusty kiss with plenty of tongue as they slapped around to swap spit and moans in equal measure and kept their big tits pressed into the other to rub. All while the thrusts from the husband and wife carried on to pound the lower holes of the former Mariah May deep and hard to pound her like a true whore. That juicy English ass was now left a shade of sinful red from the repeated, hard claps back and those cheeks shook here with the impact into that muscular waist as Triple H went balls deep into that rump. He moaned with every thrust into her as that back passage, even after being fucked so much and stretched out by thick dick fake and real, still had the perfect tightness to pleasure him and kept that sweat on while he moaned.

“MMMMPPHHH! MMMM! MMMMPPPHHH!!” Not quite as loud as the two women still engaged in an intense liplock as the saliva seeped past their lips and down onto their big tits while they smooched. The kiss being dominated, of course, by the Chairwoman who took full advantage of the slutty state her new Superstar was in to crave being fucked by not just her but her stud husband too. The brisk pumps carried on as Stephanie drove in and out of that hot, wet pussy like a machine and thrilled herself to keep her MILF pussy soaked under the sex toy she wore. “MMMM! MMMM… MMMMMPPPHHHH…” The lust between the beauties was so strong it was a wonder this was the first time that they went at it as Monroe nicely jolted on that fat plastic dick and her snatch began to tellingly squeeze that dildo buried into her as she shuddered in delight. A level of pleasure here that she’d never gotten from her time in AEW, Stardom or any other promotion before but got what she and her stunning body deserved with this wild bisexual three-way.

“MMMM… She’s damn good, Steph’… AHHHH! I’m gonna fucking bust!” Triple H, even with his great ability to bang was being tested here by this blonde beauty from the UK. His fat Sledgehammer of a cock began to pulse inside of the tight asshole of the woman he’d now oversee the career of as the CCO of the WWE. Although his warning had been heard, all that Stephanie did was glance over at him with a knowing look that said everything without words. Not that she could speak with her mouth still pressed against Blake’s to make out with a hunger as if their lives depended on it. “MMMM… Works for me…” He said with a groan and continued to pound away as his cock throbbed. There was no need to hold back with a woman who has wanted to be in sports entertainment for years and now got to live out a wicked dream to be hammered by two top stars, let alone executives, like a cheap slut in a way some fans would pay their life savings to just enjoy a minute of.

“MMMMMMMMM!!” Still held in the deep kiss, Blake’s eyes rolled back in delight when she felt the sudden rush of hot spunk into her back passage. Her insides got splattered with deep thrusts as a WWE Hall of Famer unloaded into her tight, thick ass with a huge load that matched the vast size of cock being rammed into her. “MMMMMM… MMMMMM!!” The sensation easily set her off in a way she’d never dreamed possible before to enjoy a hard, intense orgasm that made her shudder on Stephanie’s fake dick that pounded away into her slot to ensure she rode out every moment of that peak. She was still being railed even as her legs and arms began to give way. The smooch was finally broken to leave her head tilted back as she moaned into the roof of the office with a wide and very satisfied smile. One that didn’t leave her even when Triple H pulled his spent dick out of her and her gaped wide asshole slowly oozed out the creampie that had been dumped into her to only further certify her status as a WWE slut.

“OOOOOH FUCK…” Blake groaned as she got set onto the floor and like a good whore, instantly moved to kneel as she stared up with desire through loose strands of blonde air up at the fake dick she’d just came hard all over. “Let me bloody clean that up for you, Boss…” She purred and leaned in to swat her tongue all across the fat tip of that plastic dick. Moans left her even after her orgasm to show how in the zone she was for more of this and yet again she enjoyed the taste of her pussy juices from that thick, long fake cock. Topped off by how she eagerly swallowed the fluids down and that’s been far from the first time she’s done and likely not just in terms of today either. Proven by her groans of approval with each slurp. All while the spunk from being unloaded into leaked slowly from her stretched asshole.

“That’s fucking it, you hot little bitch… Worship that big fucking dick… Like you’ll be doing in the locker rooms every fuck show from now on…” Stephanie hissed with a lusty groan. With this being a fake dick, she didn’t get the pleasure that men would from that eager, talented and far from inexperienced tongue along that thick and long, veined cock. Instead, it was the power dynamic and the thrill from the sight of a talented, world-travelled pro wrestler willingly being a nasty lesbian whore for her new Boss. “MMMM! Oh yeah… Show me that fucking talent, you fucking slutty bimbo… Show me how you’ll take care of the Superstars… And I don’t just mean the fucking studs either!” She moaned and readied her hand on the sex-toy, ready to use the built-in ‘cumshot’ feature to mark her new territory of this blonde slut once she was satisfied the clean up was properly completed. Which she was happy to let Monroe take her sweet and nasty time with as that hungry tongue explored down that rod.

With wicked groans, the former Mariah May of AEW slurped and licked her way down that fat plastic shaft to leave another layer over those fake inches. She didn’t stop even when she reached the harness and kept on going. Another level of submission and sluttiness as she now explored across the matching set of realistic balls of the sex toy to treat them to a bath with her tongue. The sort of treatment that would easily make any normal cum just from the flicks onto their balls alone. Long, savouring swirls around each sack while still clad in a Trish Stratus cosplay attire with the coat stuck down her back, shorts at the thighs and top down under her big tits that heaved for air. She shamed herself all over again in way that better suited a back alley whore than a talented former Champion and pro wrestler.

The reward for such a whorish act was to get branded differently compared to how her ass had been. Dumped over rather than in this time as Stephanie squeezed those well-licked nuts and used the function to blast out some fake spunk across the new NXT Superstar. Those Glamorous features got plastered along with the brim of the hat on the underside that she wore to go with the stains in her blonde locks for good measure. The smile never left her face as she took the load and panted as the fake seed dripped from her face and landed over her rounded chest to complete the look of a well fucked, but certainly satisfied, new slut in the WWE. It was the sight of that more than any of the action up until now that made Stephanie soak the inside of her harness with her juices with an orgasm to show how much she loved using her power as Chairwoman to have fun with the stunning women she employs.

“So… I think you’re going to enjoy being here in the WWE at last, aren’t you, Blake?” Stephanie smugly said with a look over the sweat and now spunk-covered form of the new beauty.
“Ooooooh fuck yeah…” Blake purred with that wide and slutty smile still across her face. “Any time, any place… Before, after or bloody during shows…”
“You’ll fit in just fine…” Triple H stated the obvious with a smirk. “Welcome aboard, Blake.”
“And we’ll make sure to ‘schedule’ you in for more meetings with me in the future…” McMahon said with a wide and wicked smile. “And not just around the office here either…” She added and from the way Monroe gazed over that fake dick, she’d be happy to prove her worth to her Boss again and again whenever it was needed from her.

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Starring: Dominik Mysterio, Liv Morgan, Stephanie McMahon (all WWE).

Steph The Boss Chapter 3

An erotic fan-fiction story.
 
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
 
Codes: Cons, MF, MFF, FF, oral, anal.

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In an alternative universe where Stephanie McMahon is the sole Chairwoman and owner of the WWE…

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In the executive office of WWE Chairwoman, Stephanie McMahon…

“Come on in…” Stephanie McMahon greeted from behind her desk. Clad in the familiar attire of a black suit blazer and black top, doing little to hide her large, fake MILF tits and a set of stylish Jeans with a thick leather belt with a large, metallic skull design buckle. Hidden under those Jeans, as always, is a sex toy of a strap-on with a thick, long plastic cock attached and a set of balls. Those contain fake spunk, which can be ‘shot’ with the built-in function with a squeeze of the sacks. Standing beside her is her husband Triple H, the CCO of the WWE, clad in a professional suit with a tie.

The trio entering the office are all Superstars in the WWE and members of The Judgement Day faction. Raquel Rodriguez, the tall powerhouse, is in all black attire of a short-sleeved top and pants with a bandana and sunglasses. ‘Dirty’ Dominik Mysterio, the Hispanic stud and son of a Hall of Famer, a little casual in a smart shirt with Jeans. Lastly, and by no means least, the stunning blonde bombshell, Liv Morgan. Looking like she’s come from a WWE show with an eye-catching attire of tiny Jeans shorts that hug and show off her peachy ass and a custom-cut merch T-shirt of herself and Mysterio that rested against her perky chest.

“Now, before we get started? I know I’ve called you all here for contract negotiations and all…” McMahon said as she stood up. “But let’s face facts. You don’t want to leave, and we want you to stay. So I think we can all make this very easy for us, right?” She asked with a smile. “So… With that in mind? I think that I’ll handle the ‘discussions’ with Dom and Liv here, while my husband here handles big Raquel here.”
“Handles being the keyword…” Triple H said with a smirk as he moved from around the desk. “I don’t think I need to spell out what my wife is hinting at here, do I?” He stated with a rather shameless tone as he locked onto Rondriguez.
“...No, you do not, Sir.” Raquel peered over her sunglasses with a knowing smirk as she caught onto the tone easily. The look stayed on her face as she walked alongside the CCO and the two left the room.

“Now I understand why you asked me to dress up like this, Boss!” Liv grinned once the door closed.
“Well, I wasn’t lying about wanting to keep you all on board… The contracts are already written up, ready to be shipped out…” McMahon admitted with a shrug of the shoulders and moved a chair around so she could sit on it and face the two left in the room. “But it never hurts to get a little… Hands on with my negotiations… That’s not going to be a problem with you two, right? Since I bet you two are fucking all the time off camera to make up for barely even kissing on screen.”
“That’s not… Well, I mean…” Dominik said with a sly smile.
“Oh, he plays hard to get…” Morgan said with a laugh. “He and his damn wife back at home and all… Not like that’s ever stopped me or any other slut in the locker room trying to get a piece of Dirty Dom!”

“Then I think we can skip the small talk…” Stephanie smirked and reached down to unclip that heavy chrome buckle and loosen the belt. The Jeans were eased to the shapely hips to show off shamelessly that fat, long fake dick and strap-on that she wore as Liv’s eyes widened in delight.
“Oh shit, Boss! You’re packing one almost as big as Dom’s!” Morgan said with a signature laugh, but most of all didn’t show any concern about being propositioned like this.
“Almost as big?” McMahon licked her lips. “Well, whip it out and show me, Dom!” She ordered with a wicked smile. “If it’s as big as this one? Then I want that bad boy stuffed between my big tits!”
“Damn… We’re really doing this, huh?” Mysterio said with pleasant surprise but, as any sane, red-blooded man would, he quickly went with the programme. He pushed his lower clothing down to make the eyes of both women widen and have smiles to match on their beautiful faces at this sight of his fat, long and hardening Hispanic cock.

“Yes, we fucking are!” McMahon grinned. “Liv! Get on your damn knees and get my dick nice and wet for me before I fuck the Hell out of you!” She ordered before she looked at Dominik. “As for you, stud? I bet you’ve been eyeing up my tits for years… So come enjoy a special ‘perk’ of your new contract by fucking these huge fake tits of mine!”
“God, I love being in the WWE!” Morgan laughed as she quickly approached and got onto her knees to get in line with that big plastic cock.
“And I enjoy a fucking hot blonde slut being on her knees… A position I bet you’re really used to!” McMahon teased. “Let’s see if you can distract me enough from watching Dom here fuck my tits to maybe earn a bonus or two on your deal.

“Oh, you can Watch Me all you want, Boss… If you’re not too busy with that big fucking Dirty dick of Dom’s!” Liv said with a trademark laugh before she put that mouth, and those full lips, to an even better use. A smooth push along that thick, fake dick to muffle her groans around the size before she began to slurp. Her long, blonde hair started to sway as she sucked off the Chairwoman and did so with a shameless hunger. Along with a teasing sway of that shorts-covered backside as she bobbed along the rod and easily took half the length into that far from inexperienced mouth. Coupled with a lusty stare up at the older beauty as she worked those big cushions up and down with the sort of pace that would make many a man blow a load right there and then before even a minute had passed.

“I’m a businesswoman! I can multitask…” Stephanie smirked and ripped her eyes away from the horny blonde to turn her attention, and her body just slightly to the side while she sat, to the fat Latino cock as she let Mysterio slide his rod between her big, enhanced MILF tits. All that meat got sandwiched between those rounded white tits so when he started to thrust and moan, she in turn groaned in approval and slid her mounds along that thick dick. “MMMM! Yeah, that’s it, Dom! MMMM! Fuck these big fucking tits! It’s why I fucking bought them in the first place!” She grinned wickedly and switched her gaze from up at the young stud to down at her melons to watch the bulbous crown pop out from between those huge tits. “MMMM… You keep this up, kid? MMMM… And you’ll get to stick this big fucking dick… AHHHH! Somewhere else in me, too!” She more offered than teased. As if Dominik needed any other reasons to grin and moan as he watched her ample flesh jiggle all around his fuck-stick from his firm and swift thrusts.

“MMMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRKKK! MMMMMPPHHH!” On her knees, the former Women’s World Champion gagged like a common whore as she drove her gorgeous face deep onto McMahon’s thick fake dick. Her drool seeped past her full lips to drip along the shaft to the harness and the balls to make a naughty mess. She never stopped, even when she choked as the plastic crown hit the back of her mouth when she pushed down. Just to move to the midway point so she could rack towards the base all over again. “GAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAH! MMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAAAAH!” Liv’s eyes never watered up even once, the sign of a true whore and of her talent at the art of sucking cock, despite the brisk and deep pace she used to fuck her beautiful features on this dildo. Fuelled by watching her on-screen boyfriend getting his big cock fucked by a set of huge fake titties and knowing that both the cocks on offer here would be soon stuffed into her at the same time before this was all over.

“MMMM! Yeah, fuck those tits, Dom! MMMM! Only the biggest, baddest cocks get a piece of these Billion Dollar tits! MMMM!” McMahon licked her lips and watched Mysterio pump away as the slap when his crotch hit her breasts rang out along with their moans. Her hands skilfully massaged his pole as it worked in and out for a show that this isn’t the first time she’s dished out a titfuck, even with her selective choice of lovers. “MMMM! Fuck those big fucking tits, Dom! Like I bet you’ve wished you could for years! MMMM! You and the rest of the horny fucks who grew up watching me!” She teased with that wicked smile, but couldn’t help but tilt down when his cock rammed up into her deep cleavage. A spit onto the crown to make him groan before his length vanished back into her tits only to reappear. With all the saliva smeared into her skin to help make the motion nice and smooth.

“GAAAAAAAAAHH! GAAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHHRRKKK!” Not strictly because her Boss wasn’t fully focused on her, but simply so horny she wanted to slut it up, Morgan pushed her face right down. Her chin pressed against the balls of the harness and her nose touched the upper material of the sex toy. More chokes and spit escaped as she filled her throat up and all without any pain as she held the deep throat for longer than many a porn star could manage against her. “MMMMM! GAAAAAAAAHHH! HHHHHLLLKK! GAAAAAAAAHH!!” Her ass swayed and her fingers dug into the legs of McMahon’s chair to stop her body from naturally pulling off when she shuddered on her knees. Another gag before she had to pull away and gasped with desire before she spat onto the fake dick that was adorned with her drool. She barely took a break as she shifted back with her ass still raised high to lower her face a little more and rest that heavy plastic shaft across her forehead so some spit dripped onto her blonde locks to further shame her.

“MMMM! Oh, you sick little slut!” The Chairwoman grinned with approval as she watched Morgan, without even being ordered to, wrap those huge lips of hers around one of the balls of the sex toy to loudly suck on it. Fully aware that this action didn’t give McMahon any direct pleasure but it was the sight of submission alone that thrilled the older stunner. Plus, the pleasure from the impressive way Mysterio drove his dick in and out of her tits helped keep her horny. “Don’t go biting them now, you nasty little whore… This isn’t like those ‘popping candies’ you teased the Internet with a while back!” Stephanie joked and watched Morgan happily swap to the other sack and slurp away with her full lips. The sight of the spit that dripped from the balls finally distracted her enough that she missed the timing with her pumps along the thrusts from Dominik’s fat shaft but his thrusts still made him moan as he got to be deep in those huge MILF breasts.

After a round of slurps, Morgan pulled away and grinned wickedly. “It tastes even better than candies, Boss!” She purred and sat back on her knees. “So… Are we going to fuck now or what?”
“Oh, you’re going to get fucked, you little gutter slut!” McMahon said with a twisted smile. “Get those shorts lowered and get on all fours!” She ordered and watched Morgan turn around to assume the position. “Dom? Let’s spit-roast this slut! I want her gagging on a big, real cock! Just like she did over mine!”
“Geez, this is wild!” Dominik stated the obvious but wisely went along with it all, even if it meant cheating on his wife with a fellow Superstar. “But hey, perks of the job, I guess, right?” He said with a handsome smile as he knelt in front of Morgan while she eased her tight Jean shorts to her thighs to expose that peachy ass and how wet her smoothly shaved pussy was.
“Damn right!” Stephanie said and got behind Morgan to line that fake dick up with her snatch. “And trust me, Dom… You and Liv here get me off? You’ll get all the fucking perks you want!” She smirked before she pushed into that twat as Morgan shifted her head to take Mysterio’s shaft into her hungry oral hole.

“MMMMPHHH! MMMMM!!” Moans of delight left Liv as she got filled up at both ends. A big fake dick that stretched out her damp snatch with firm, dominating thrusts from her Boss while her mouth got stuffed with a just as long and meaty dick. Barely undressed too, with just the shorts under her rump. There was full access to her wet twat as her Boss pumped firmly and forced her love tunnel to spread and accept the huge invasion. “MMMM… GAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRKKK! MMMMM!” All too eager to be fucked by a WWE Legend and a current leading Superstar, Morgan pushed her head deep onto Mysterio’s shaft to make herself gag again and again when the fat crown hit the back of her mouth. Unfazed as she bobbed away and made her long hair messy from the sways. Helped by how she actively backed up into the thrusts from behind to help get her pussy rammed full with fake dick like the true whore she’s been mocked as and admitted to being.

“MMMM! Yeah, that’s fucking it, Liv! MMMM! Take it like a dirty slut!” Stephanie grinned and held onto Morgan’s slender waist as she pumped that fake dick in and out of that snug, wet pussy. A commanding pace that made the heavy, leather belt sway loosely with the shining skull belt buckle rattling from the stylish Jeans that she still wore. Eyes glued onto that rounded, nicely plump backside as she filled up that love tunnel with dick and it was far from the first time that the MILF had fucked a younger employee of hers either. “MMMM! Back that fat little ass up into me! MMMM! While you’re choking away on that big fucking Latino Cheat cock! MMMM! I barely need to thrust into you! You’re pushing against me like a fucking whore!” She grinned and helped herself to give that rump a stiff slap, not too removed from the infamous was she has stuck countless men and women across the face in her veteran career. Morgan just groaned from the spank and pushed back so her cheeks started to connect firmly with the harness that her Boss wore.

“GAAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHHHRKK! GAAAAAAAWWWKKK! HHHHLLLKK!!” The saliva of the former Women’s Crown Jewel Champion and Miss Money in the Bank drooled from her chin and onto the executive office floor from all the chokes. Her pretty, tanned features drove along that thick Hispanic dick to ram herself full like she was a seasoned oral porn star. A sight only made worse, or better in fact, by how she shifted on all fours to be fucked at both ends. “MMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAAAHH! GAAAAAAHHHRRRKKK!!” Her tight snatch was filled with fake dick and left those inches slick with juices. An even bigger mess at the front with her spit all over Mysterio’s length so it dripped to the balls. All as Morgan’s eyes didn’t even water up for a moment to make it seem like being spit roasted by two huge dicks was second nature to her and something she was even more skilled at than pro wrestling.

“MMMM! God damn! AHHHHH… Shit, that’s good! MMMM…” Dominik moaned but he impressed again to still be hard and ready for more even after a round of deep oral like this. Most men would have been finished off long before this point, never mind after the titty fuck he’d gotten before this blowjob. There was no risk of that happening here with the former Tag Team and Intercontinental Champion. He moaned and took every loud slurp and wicked flick of the tongue at the sides of his length as it passed in and out of those massive, full lips. “MMMM… This is crazy… MMMM! Real good, don’t get me wrong! AHHHH! But so wild…” He groaned and couldn’t help but glance across to watch his on-camera girlfriend being pounded from behind by another woman who herself was happily married to the WWE’s CCO. Not that Mysterio was a saint right now either, unfaithful to his wife but with a chance to get it on with a sexy blonde and a stacked MILF, he wasn’t stupid enough to turn down this chance.

“If it’s only just ‘good’ so far… MMMM! We might need to turn this up a bit, Dom!” Stephanie teased as she glanced across at the stud on the opposite end of the babe they were both buried into. Before her gaze went back to that fine, rounded ass that jiggled off her waist and the harness. She expertly used the smooth pace and firm pumps, along with the sheer size of that dildo, to stretch out Morgan’s hot, wet pussy. The inside of the sex toy was nicely slick with McMahon’s arousal as while only briefly brushed from time to time, it was more the thrill that she got to fuck a world-class beauty in a way men (and plenty of women too) could only fantasise about. “MMMM! What do you say, Liv? MMMM… Think you can handle two big fucking dicks in you at once?” She ‘asked’ with a wicked smirk and from the tone alone, it was clear this was another decision made by the Chairwoman and not merely an offer. The answer was pretty obvious even before Morgan pulled her face away from the soaked state of her pussy and all the muffled moans around the real dick between her lips.

Another spank finally made Liv pull away from Mysterio with a groan. “MMMM! I was just waiting for this… AHHHH! Fucking foreplay to be finished with!” She grinned back at McMahon before she moaned when that fake cock was pulled out of her.
“You hear that, Dom? Liv here is such a fucking whore that being spit roasted is just a warm up for her!” Stephanie said with approval. “Let’s see if we can wear her out! Get on your back and let this whore ride herself stupid on that big fucking dick!”
“Damn… I mean, when you put it like that…” Dominik once again wisely went along with the orders and moved to rest on the floor of the Chairwoman’s office. Barely any time to sneak a rest when Liv, after she’d ditched the shorts properly, eagerly mounted him and thanks to how stretched her snatch was, she could take him balls deep right from the first motion.
“You want it, slut? Then you’re going to fucking get it!” McMahon smirked and pushed that fake cock into Morgan’s tight asshole to cause even louder moans that before to escape the woman in the middle, yet again, of this filthy threesome.

“OOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUCK!! MMMMMMMM!!” The former Women’s World Champion moaned in delight as both her lower holes took firm thrusts from fellow WWE stars. Pumped deeply with a fat Latino dick deep into her tight, white pussy while from behind, her tight and peachy ass got split open by a just as thick and long fake dick worn by the woman who was her Boss in sports entertainment. “FUCK! YES! OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME! AHHHHH! FUCK ME WITH THOSE BIG FUCKING COCKS! OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” Morgan begged as sweat rolled from her beautiful face and down that tight, desirable body. Something about being fucked like this made her reach up and pull her T-shirt off so her rounded, perky tits were shown off. Her slutty behaviour was further rewarded when McMahon reached around and clamped both hands onto those mounds while her big fake MILF tits squashed into Morgan’s back to grind like a wicked massage while she fucked the younger woman’s ass.

“Take it, you fucking nasty bitch! MMMM! You’re not even grunting in pain while I fuck your slutty little porn star ass! MMMM! And I fucking took you dry!” McMahon grinned while she felt up those more modest compared to hers chest but still dug her fingers into the flesh. Coupled with the steady pumps that forced Morgan’s back passage to spread and accept those fake plastic inches. The lack of pain that Liv felt, along with the amount of dick she handled, showed that she was no stranger to anal action either which just made the job all the easier for the older beauty. “MMMM! Come on, Liv! Fucking take it! AHHHH! Show me what a nasty fucking slut you want to be for me! MMMM! Taking dick better than you can even fucking wrestle!” Stephanie encouraged with the dirty talk and continued to steadily pump in and out of that vice-like backdoor. The motion of her shapely hips made the belt still looped through her jeans wobble as the metal buckle clattered with each thrust in and out for a nice addition to the soundtrack of moans and the slap of skin against different-toned skin.

“OOOOOOOH FUCK! YES! MMMM! I FUCKING LOVE IT! AHHHHH! I LOVE A BIG FUCKING COCK… MMMM! DEEP IN MY NASTY, FAT LITTLE ASS! AHHHH!” Liv moaned and bucked back and forth to grind her snatch down against the incoming thrusts up into her twat from the hunk underneath her. While she backed up her rump into the pumps from behind to keep both lower holes rammed full with dick, real and fake. With one hand on Mysterio’s chest for balance, even with her waist being held, and the other on the back of McMahon’s hand to encourage the gropes on her titties. “AHHHH! FUCK! FUCK!! MMMMM… EVEN BETTER… AHHHH! WITH THIS BIG FUCKING DICK OF DOM’S… MMMM! FUCKING STRETCHING OUT MY SLUTTY LITTLE PUSSY! OOOOOOOOH!” She made sure to purr with a lick of her lips. As if it wasn’t clear how much she enjoyed that dick too with the soaked state of her snatch when she slid her slickness along that shaft. Similarly, his moans were clear and shameless as he gave back pleasure as good as he received with brisk and firm thrusts whenever she eased down onto him.

“MMMM… Stretching you out, huh? MMMM… No wonder the women keep flocking to Dom here if my… AHHHH! Bitch breaking dick didn’t finish you off!” McMahon teased while she watched Liv’s rounded booty slack off her waist now with how deeply she filled up that anal tunnel with thick and long plastic cock. A harsh pace that made sweat shine on the exposed skin of the Billion Dollar Princess from her gorgeous, mature face to those large tits currently pressed to rub against Morgan’s back from the close contact position. “Maybe I’ve been going easy on a slut like you! MMMM! If you’re built to take the good stuff… MMMM! Like those whores Mandy and Blake handled before this meeting!” She openly bragged about other recent conquests from the current WWE roster, and no doubt with this level of skill at lesbian sex, there were many others included in that list. She didn’t treat this new piece of ass any differently with firm strokes in and out to fill up that tight, rounded rump with more dick than some veteran porn stars would be able to handle.

“AHHHH… Going easy? God damn! MMMM! I thought this was only the kind of thing… MMMM! You see in adult films!” Dominik stated while still on his back. His fat Latino cock was buried into Liv’s snug and moist, white pussy that gripped him with need and left him soaked with juices from tip to the base and onto his balls. From behind, she handled every fat, fake inch of McMahon’s rod that made her plump cheeks slap hard off the harness. So in a way, Mysterio didn’t need to even thrust once and the way the two beautiful women of the WWE went at it would have done all the work for him with how sharply Morgan rocked back and forth on his prick. “MMMM! But Hell… If we’re going to go all out… AHHHH! We might as well go all the way! MMMM!” He said with a hunky smile. Still with plenty in the tank, even with the moisture across his body but nowhere quite the mess Liv was in from the shine all over her and how wrecked her long blonde hair was at this point.

“Atta boy, Dom!” Stephanie grinned and made Liv groan when she finally let go of her tits. “We need to fuck this bitch up something special! So she’ll be begging to fuck you every show! If not half the locker room with how horny she’ll be!” She stated as she eased out of that tight ass.
“MMMM…” Morgan moaned as she dismounted Mysterio. “With how good his dick is? I’m going to be fighting over that cock with the other sluts on the shows!” She shamelessly said with a grin. “Unless you’re in town to pick from us first of course, Boss!” She added and watched McMahon take a seat on her chair again.
“You want first pick, huh?” Stephanie smirked. “Well, hop on and try and break this fat fucking dick I’m wearing… While Dirty Dom splits open that fat little ass of yours!” She ordered and kept the smile on as Morgan, even as tired as she was from being double-teamed, eagerly got up and headed straight over to climb on top of her Boss’ lap.

Both women soon moaned as Morgan yet again got her pussy rammed full with a thick, long dildo and even with the command given out and performed to bounce that wet, hot snatch along those inches, McMahon still gripped those thick ass cheeks for a firm hold as she thrust into that twat. The spread was deliberately done so from behind, Dirty Dom could push his fat, long dick into that nicely fucked rump to spear in deeply and get those moans even louder out of the blonde. Another dose of double penetration with both lower holes filled up to a limit most women wouldn’t be able to handle. Here, Morgan just moaned and bounced to rock between her lovers, male and female, to grind her snatch into the harness of Stephanie and make her ass clap of Mysterio’s hunky waist. Once again, it looked like Morgan could have done all the work here with these sinful shifts but both cocks rammed away to properly slam her and show off how big a slut she can be.

“FUCK! YES! MMMMM FUCK! FUCK ME UP! AHHHHH! MAKE ME YOUR LITTLE WHORE! OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” Liv gasped in delight and didn’t make it clear if she meant being the slut for the stud behind her, the mature beauty under, or both of them all at once. Regardless, her hands clamped onto McMahon’s huge, fake MILF titties for deep gropes into the ample, sweat-covered flesh as she worked her snatch along the thrusts from that fake prick. The touch on her mounds helped make Stephanie moan with a twisted smile as she even pushed her chest out towards those hands. “MMMMM! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK! AHHHHHH! MMMMM!!” She moaned and bucked back and forth to look more like a desperate slut than the former Women’s World Champion and talented grappler she is. Her long, blonde hair was a major mess with plenty stuck down her back. Her snatch left McMahon’s dildo coated again in juices and soaked over the harness with drips onto the fake balls for good measure. Behind her, her asshole stayed clamped around that big Hispanic rod that pumped deep into her tight white ass to grant them both plenty of pleasure. Even if it meant from all the anal she’s taken today, Liv might be left gaped apart for a full week, if not even longer.

“That’s it, bitch! Bounce on it! MMMM! You act like such a crazy fucking bitch on TV! Well, let’s see you fucking get crazy! MMMM! Ride that fucking dick! MMMM! While Dom wrecks your fat, slutty ass!” McMahon groaned in encouragement and was highly aroused herself with the best seat in the house to watch Morgan ride cock in a clearly experienced and skilled fashion like this. A constant smack when her body hit into the even more curvy, mature frame under her to go with all the groans. The hot ride, along with Stephanie’s stiff thrusts up into that pussy, made her big tits jiggle all around the fingers of Liv as she fondled away at that enhanced rack. Not even distracted by the scrape of the metal skull belt buckle in the Jeans that McMahon still wore. “MMMMM! Come on, Dom! Make this slut cum her brains out! MMMM! So you can stick that big fucking dick into me next!” She offered one Hell of a deal over and above the ‘talks’ here that got them big money contracts. Not that the lucky stud here needed any extra motivation to pound away into the kind of tight, built-for-action booty as he was currently balls deep in. It worked anyway from the quicker ring of that clap when Liv’s ass struck his midsection and the profound ripple of those now reddened cheeks.

“AHHHHHH! FUCK YESSSSSSSS! OOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUCK! MMMMMMMM!!” The blonde-haired head tilted back in delight with the renewed, rough pace that both cocks delivered to hammer way into her snug lower holes. Balls deep, fake and real, strokes that either alone would be more than enough to finish off many a red-blooded woman whether they were into straight or lesbian action. Never mind the full-on bisexual encounter here as the former Women’s Crown Jewel and World Champion got pounded deep and hard from two angles. Her moist pussy railed from underneath and her peachy booty from the back but she handled the stiff and swift pace like she was even more experienced with fun like this than a wrestling career. “YES! FUCK! CUMMING! AHHHHH! GONNA CUM! GONNA FUCKING CUM! OH FUCK! OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Morgan howled in delight and more planted her snatch down onto Stephanie’s strap-on rather than try to keep up the bounces as she felt the pressure build. Something that suited the Chairwoman just fine as she grinned and kept her chest pushed out for Liv to grope away at. At the same time, her hand reached down and gripped those fake, now juices-soaked nuts of her sex toy.

Morgan was close to the peak regardless, but when McMahon ‘marked her territory’ it easily sent the blonde squealing over the edge in delight. The built-in ‘cumshot’ function of the harness allowed one of the sacks to empty fake spunk deep into that split-open love tunnel of the gorgeous Superstar who, in turn, came hard all over it while the ropes splattered up into her. Enough that sinfully oozed back out along the shaft while Morgan bucked along it and rode out the intense peak. Pleasure too for Dominik behind who groaned and lasted through the squeeze of her back passage during that high before he pulled out, still hard as even, and shook his head with a grin at the mess of fake cum that dripped from out of Liv’s well-banged pussy even before she lifted away with a groan and a broad smile that matched the one McMahon had on.

“Now, about that promise that I made…” Stephanie eyed up Mysterio’s cock. “Let me just get this slut in position to finish her off…” She said and like a true, wicked leader, grabbed Morgan by the hair and tossed her to the floor of her office like she was just property.
“Oh shit!” Morgan laughed and couldn’t even get onto all fours. Pinned on her front on the ground as McMahon mounted her from the back with her huge fake tits against Liv’s back and, most importantly, that fake dick stuffed into that tight, rounded booty of the younger woman. “I’m gonna get fucked up for real this time, huh?” Liv stated the obvious with a moan and had the other beauty’s hands grip her shoulders to keep her stuck right where she wanted her.
“Come on, Dom!” Stephanie looked back over her shoulder and licked her lips. “Shove that huge fucking Latino Cheat dick up my fat ass! It’s been a while since I even let my husband take a shot at me back here!”
“Don’t tell him about that! I like my job around here!” Dominik joked with a big smile and moved in from behind. A mount position above McMahon to push his fat dick, fresh from having been inside of Liv’s backside, not into the even juicier rump and with an even drier entry than Morgan had taken.

“OH FUUUUUUUUCKK!!” For a rare occasion, with how much of a dominator she is in the business world and in the WWE, Stephanie was the one who moaned in delight as her tight, thick ass was fucked from behind. Stiff thrusts that only forced her back passage to spread but made her body jolt forward in response. So each time she got fucked by Mysterio, she would in turn shift and thrust her fake dick deep into Liv’s tight booty for a train of anal. “YES! FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK MY ASS, DOM! AHHHH! FUCK ME! FUCK THAT BIG MOMMA BOOTY… AHHHH! WHILE I FUCK LIV’S NASTY, SLUTTY ASS! MMMMM!” She begged and continued to stare over her shoulder with lust as she felt his length slide deeper into her tightness. The pumps easily made her curves jiggle from that MILF rump to her big fake tits as they massaged over Liv’s back and hair from the prone bone position. All as Mysterio still showed his sexual skill to be hard and ready for more even against an ass this juicy and tight like the WWE Chairwoman had.

“God damn! MMMM! And I thought… AHHHH! Liv had… MMMM! An amazing ass! MMMM!” Dominik moaned as sweat dripped along his handsome features. His stamina was on full display as he briskly pumped in and out of McMahon’s asshole which felt virgin-like tight, even more than Morgan’s super snug back passage had done minutes ago. He groaned and thrust firmly to gradually pick up the pace once both he and the mature beauty was was stuffed into had adjusted to the sensations. Almost in full control here since it was his pumps that dictated the pace and made McMahon work her strap-on into the other tight and built to be fucked ass on offer here. So both women moaned at the same time, all thanks to his stiff thrusts as the slap of skin rang out sharply along with all the groans.

“YES! MMMMM! FUCK ME UP, DOM! AHHHH! YOU’LL BE… UHHHHH! MAKING ME… MMMMM! BOOK YOU INTO MORE FUCKING MEETINGS HERE REAL SOON! AHHHHH FUCK!!” Stephanie panted as sweat left her dark hair a naughty mess and her big tits squashed and rubbed against Morgan underneath her. Going with the way her skull design, shining and thick belt buckle, dragged across the floor from the jolts her still Jeans-clad body did as she was sandwiched between a fellow beautiful WWE woman and a stud of a Superstar mounted over her. “MMMM! AND NOT JUST… UHHHH! WITH OTHER WHORES IN HERE EITHER! AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK!!” Even without being able to touch her snatch, Stephanie’s pussy was soaked with major arousal and not even from just fucking another woman up the ass. There was nothing like the thrill of a fat, long and young Hispanic dick rammed deep into her fat white ass as the cheating mother happily took some huge cock. Likely far from the last time she’d get it either from the broad smile and the shameless moans that left her.

Pinned to the floor, Liv could only groan and gasp in delight while she got her ass fucked deep with every thick fake inch of that very familiar dildo. Barely able to shift from the weight of two others down onto her but especially the grip of the hands on the shoulders. Along with the heavy, enhanced tits of the MILF on her back that alone was a thrill for them both from the grinds. The clap rang out loudly whenever Stephanie drove her harness down into that peachy backside but it just joined another from the way the older of the two got her booty rammed full at the same time. All while Morgan’s stretched pussy leaked out the fake spunk that had been dumped into her to ooze onto the office floor. Still soaked even without being touched from how turned on she was from this rough anal but no way to stop the leakage so there was more evidence of this wicked encounter to go with all the moisture, drool and the scent of sex that thickly hung in the air.

“FUCK! YES! FUCK FUCK FUCK… FUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” With closed eyes, Stephanie moaned and quickly reached under herself to grab her harness and the other sack of her strap-on. Sinfully, she timed the squeeze of shooting the last of the fake spunk stored in her toy to ‘blow’ that load into Morgan’s ass at the same time as she hit her hard orgasm. Juices spilt out from around the harness and down her thick thighs to join the mess on the ground while her thick ass still got hammered by Mysterio. In turn, Liv groaned and shuddered as the rush of another blast of artificial spunk thrilled her enough to trigger a second orgasm that made her pant against the floor. Wide smiles on the faces of both women by the time the peaks faded and Dominik pulled out first to see how stretched open McMahon’s asshole was and soon, the sight of Liv’s matching rump was revealed when Stephanie pulled away.

“Fuck…” Stephanie gasped and had to take a few moments to recover. “Come on, Dom! Paint my fucking tits!” She demanded and knelt on the floor. Cupping her mounds to offer them up to the big, young cock that had made her cum nice and hard. “I’m gonna make this little slut here clean off the fucking mess!” She said and rubbed her tits together to put on a show for the young hunk.

The smile never left Dominik’s face as he stroked off and aimed at that massive target. Deep grunts soon followed before he began to plaster those big, fake MILF titties with a fittingly large load. McMahon groaned with another big and wicked smile from the mess being left over her as the hot seed dripped over both mountains and seeped down the gap between along with off the sides. Enough of a coating that before he’d done it looked like a group of men had dumped over her from the ropes across both mounds. Most importantly, it left Stephanie with a very satisfied look as she let her chest heave, staining with his seed.

“Come here, slut! Clean up the mess this dirty stud made over me!” Stephanie hissed and grabbed Liv by the hair, pulling her up to kneel, just to shove her face into her enhanced rack. Smearing spunk onto Morgan’s pretty features before the exhausted blonde got with it and stuck her tongue out. Licking up the spunk from those huge titties to swallow it down with moans. Dragged from one tit to the other as McMahon grinned and moaned at the slutty behaviour, as if Morgan’s status as a whore wasn’t obvious from the leaking fake jizz out of her snatch and ass as she cleaned up her Boss’ breasts.

“Good girl, Liv…” Stephanie smirked. “I’ll mail out a contract to you before the end of the week… As for you, Dirty Dom…” She locked eyes with the stud. “My husband is going to be busy ‘negotiating’ all night with Raquel… I can trust you can help entertain me all night? Even after we wear out this little bitch…” She said more as an order than just an offer.
“Well, when you put it like that, Boss? I think it would be rude to say no…” Dominik said with a smile.
“Smart kid…” McMahon smiled as she made Liv groan and pulled her across her tits to clean up more of the jizz. “Because it wouldn’t just be rude to turn me down, Dom… It would be fucking stupid!”

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