WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, characters etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any of its characters.
Starring: Trish Stratus (WWE)
The Rise of Carnage Part 2: Trish Stratus
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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It sounds like something out of the WWE 2K video game series of MyRise or something similar. Me, a rookie sensation pro wrestler in sports entertainment, with a sudden, rapid rise up the ranks to dominate through NXT and then to the main roster in quick fashion. It might sound unbelievable but it’s how The Rise of Carnage happened and I had won the biggest prize of them all in the biggest, high-stakes match of my life. Eventually, I captured the World Championship in the Main Event of WrestleMania. Which should be the only thing I’d ever need to brag about, right?
Well, let’s roll the story way back to when I’d crushed the Indies scene and smaller promotions to finally get a call-up to the Performance Center and NXT. Naturally, I crushed it in classes and behind the scenes I didn’t exactly have any problem scoring with the fine selection of talent down there either. But one day stood out for me more than the others not due to the kinds of classes on offer, but who was the guest coach for the day.
The Hall of Fame member, multi-time Women’s Champion and unquestionable living Legend and icon of women’s wrestling – Trish Stratus. A stacked blonde Canadian MILF who even now, years into being ‘semi-retired’ from the ring still looked as stunning as ever. It made it hard for once to focus in the class with those big, rounded tits and fat, juicy ass even in a basic T-shirt and leggings. All that yoga or whatever certainly did her body a world of good.
Anyway, a few hours passed and the class was wrapped up as I finished off my stretches and was about to chug down some water. Mid-sip, I felt a tap on my broad shoulder as I turned around. Seeing the mature beauty with a smile on her face that instantly grabbed my attention.
“Hey… Carnage, right?” Trish checked as I nodded with a smile. “You’re the new sensation causing all the fuss around here, huh?” She playfully teased and gave me a glance over. “I can see why! Big, muscular, tall, all that power… You build a wrestler from the ground up and he’d look like you!”
“That means a lot coming from a Legend like you, Miss Stratus!” I responded with a smile. Mindful of my surroundings and my rookie status to not just drool over one of the hottest women in all of WWE history.
“Oh, please. Just call me Trish!” Stratus stated with that gorgeous smile. “But… Speaking of calling…” She glanced from one side to the other, checking that the coast was clear. “Listen, this might sound a bit out there… But I, uh, ‘spoke’ with the guys in charge around here…” She claimed and thinking back, I should have known right off that this was suspicious for a married woman to want to speak with a younger man alone like this. “And if you’re down? I’d like to, you know, have a sort of… ‘Private’ coaching session with you later on…”
I blinked, wondering if I’d heard that right. “Uhhhh… I mean, duh! Yeah! Sure, I’d love that!” I wisely agreed. “Any tips I can get from a legend like you would…”
“Good!” She cut me off and once again checked that the coast was clear as she handed a small card. “Here’s where I’m staying tonight… Come meet me at, say, nine at night… And, of course, just keep this between us…” She added and gave me a wink when she stepped back. “Don’t want the other guys… Or gals… Around here from being envious or anything…”
With that, she turned and walked away as I looked over the card, then back up at her as she left with a profound sway of that fat ass. Did… Did that just happen? Even I had my doubts at that time even with how much success I’d had with women around NXT and beforehand. A Hall of Famer and Legend hitting on me? Surely not!
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Surely, yes!
Later that same night, I knocked on the hotel room door and heard the familiar voice inside calling me in as I found the door unlocked. Not for long as I made sure to secure it once I stepped inside. “Miss… I mean, Trish?” I said. Dressed somewhat smart-casual with jeans, a fresh shirt and a jacket. “You said you… HOLY FUCK!!”
Even with the many notches in my bedpost that I’d scored before, I wasn’t prepared to see Trish Stratus looking like a seductress in a sexy black silk dressing gown. Something like out of the old ‘Table Tips’ segments from the Attitude Era and not just the sexy, black bodysuit-style lingerie that she wore with gold trim. Her huge MILF tits pushed up and out to look bigger than ever while tight and short at the back to ride up that juicy backside. Topped off with long fetish gloves that the blonde stunner wore and used to beckon me in with the kind of lewd smirk that alone would make many men blow a load in their pants right there and then. All of that made me almost forget about that, and no doubt on purpose, she wore on her hands over the gloves two signature rings. The prized Hall of Fame membership on one hand and the other the supposedly sacred wedding ring. right now it might have just been a cheap accessory compared to the rest of her.
“Oh, this? A little something I keep around just in case… After all, you never know when you need to use something else than your Hall of Fame status to get your way…” Trish smugly said and when I approached, she took control (for the moment at least) and pushed me to sit on the edge of the bed. “Or when a hot, young stud with a reputation might be checking you out all class…”
“Guilty as fucking charged…” I admitted with a grin and even now I gazed over that tanned and curvy body. “As for a bad rep? Well, I haven’t had complaints from the chicks in the PC yet…” I boldly said.
“Sure… That’s what they all say…” Stratus teased and used those gloved hands to slide my jacket off and toss it away. “But those were wet-around-the-ears rookies… You’re dealing with the Queen of Queens here, kid!” She smugly said and locked eyes with me. “So how about you show me that I’m not wasting my time cheating on my husband like this and show me what kind of a big, hard cock that you’re packing?” She more ordered than simply asked.
With a smirk, I did as told to loosen my belt and then shove my Jeans and boxers down my legs. Instantly, she saw that it wasn’t just all hype around me when she locked on my thick, long and hardening dick that from the wide eyes and open mouth look on that gorgeous face was by far the biggest slab of cock she’d ever laid eyes on in her lengthy career. “Oh, I’m not gonna waste your fucking time tonight, Trish!” I grinned and even took off my shirt for good measure after my pants had been kicked to the side.
“No… No, you’re fucking not!” She all too eagerly grinned and moved to get onto her knees in front of me. “The question is, can you use it?” Trish challenged me as she took hold of my dick and started to pump me. “Since you might be able to thrill those random chicks, some of whom might not even make it out of the blocks from developmental… But you’re taking on one of the greatest of all time right now, kid!”
“How about you give me some nice, sweet Stratusfaction with those big fucking lips of yours?” I told with a cocky smile. “Then you’ll see that I can handle a fine Mommy like you all night long! And I’ll do it way better than your mind ever has done too!” I made sure to add.
That just got a sultry laugh out of her as she brushed her golden hair back. “That’s not exactly a high bar to pass, kid…” She teased me and made it sound like this wasn’t the first time she’d been on the prowl for some good dick in her married life. “But trust me, babe… If you can handle this? You’ll be getting the kind of Stratusfaction my fucking husband doesn’t even get!” She hinted about what would be in store for me before that mouth boldly sank onto my fat young cock. I moaned the moment those full lips wrapped around my thickness and just from the first loud slurp that she delivered onto me, this blowjob felt vastly better compared to the whores I’d banged across the Indies and outside of the WWE. That only continued when her beautiful face moved to the crown of my rod before she pushed back down to the halfway point. Her golden hair swayed and I heard muffled moans around my cock as she sucked with the sort of sultry look up at me that alone would make most men cum right there and then. She though got to show off her oral skills here since I stayed hard and ready for more from the Hall of Famer and I got the feeling she loved that too.
“MMMMPPPHHH… MMMMM… SHHHHRRRLLLPPP…” It was a sight more expected from a porn star than a semi-retired pro wrestler. Smooth, deep bobs of her head with a steady pace as she both savoured my big dick and tested me to see what a ‘rookie’ could take. Which was a damn lot from a mouth that hot and damp along with full lips made to suck dick. “MMMM! MMMMPPHHH… SHHHLLLKKK… MMMM…” That experienced oral hole slid further along my prick and left saliva across my inches in the process. Her hands, one of which showed off her supposedly sacred wedding ring, rested on my thigh while she rocked her head up and down along me. Without any hint of shame as she groaned around my length and lightly fucked her mouth on a size of dick I had a feeling she hadn’t gotten in a damn long time but looked built to take.
“MMMM… Oh fuck yeah! MMMM! Fucking suck it, Trish! MMMM… Yeah, you fucking sexy, nasty Mommy… MMMM… Suck that big fucking dick!” I encouraged with a grin and plenty of moans and even with the dirty talk, she just groaned around my cock and pumped away with that experienced oral hole. The saliva slowly coated my rod to drip towards the base to go alongside the splats that fell from her chin and that shaft across her big MILF tits. “MMMM… You like that, Trish? MMMM… You like that big fucking young dick? MMMM… I bet it’s way bigger… MMMM… Longer and fatter… MMMM! Than what your pissant husband packs, right?” I dared to say, well aware as she was of the unfaithful nature of this action. She just smirked like a true shameless cougar around my dick and slurped away with deep strokes up and down. Thrilled that she could finally suck not just a big cock for once but one that didn’t suffer an early finish within a few seconds of some head this fantastic.
“SHHHRRRLLLPPP… MMMMM… GAAAAAAAHHHH…” She was so into it that she made the head of my dick smack into the back of her talented mouth when she pushed deeply onto me. A sexy choke left her but like a true pro, she just carried on with the sucks while her saliva drooled along me. The pace merely picked up to make her blonde hair fly about as she went at me and her big titties jiggled in her bodysuit to test its limits from the eager energy she used to blow me. “GAAAAAAAAAHH! MMMMMPPHHH! GAAAAHHH! HHHHRRRKKK!!” The eyes of the multi-time Women’s Champion narrowed sexily and stayed locked onto me as she pumped briskly to leave a slobbery mess all along my rod. Dripped to the balls from the loud, repeated slurps without any care some of her spit got caught in her hair from how intense this oral action was. Made hotter by the fact that her eyes didn’t even water up once while she gagged hard on my huge dick.
With a slow motion up along my size, she pulled off with a loud ‘POP’ just to spit onto the tip of my soaked length. My grin stayed wide when I watched her haul down the front of her costume so those large, rounded and tanned tits bounced free. Soon grabbed at the sides when she wrapped her mounds around my dick and started to pump with a sexy smirk. The moans that left me were just as loud as when I’d been deep in her mouth as I got to enjoy those much-lusted-after breasts. Soft and smooth as they glided along my weapon to make most of my inches vanish when she pushed down so the head popped out from her jugs before she brought them back up. A loud and filthy smack rang out when she drove them into my crotch with a brisk pace that could test the limits of what a porn star could take.
“MMMM… You like that, stud? Huh? MMMM… Like Mommy’s big fat slutty tits… MMMM… Wrapped around your big, fat, dirty, young fucking cock? MMMM…” Stratus purred as she groped her big jugs firmly with the fingers that on one hand had her wedding ring and the other the just as prized Hall of Fame one. She groaned from the hot feeling of my huge dick stuck between her melons along with the fact that, unlike most men, I hadn’t blown a load straight away from being fucked by her fantastic, large tits. “MMMM… Yeah, I fucking love it… MMMM! A huge fucking slab of dick… AHHHH… Ready to fuck me up and make me… MMMM! Act like such a dirty fucking cheating bitch! MMMM…” She added before she tilted her head and spat onto my prick again. That saliva got quickly smeared both over my length and across her ample flesh when she pulled those tits up along my rod just to slam them back down for the sort of motion that made me break out in the first drops of sweat across my forehead.
“I fucking love it, Trish! MMMM… Those big fucking Mommy tits… AHHHH… Squeezing my big fucking dick like you were… MMMM! Fucking built to fuck…” I groaned with a wide smile and watched her worship my long shaft with her huge rack. The sexy jiggle of her mounds as she pumped away along with her slutty groans made it red-hot and I didn’t even need to thrust up once into those mountains. She happily did all the work to swiftly fuck my cock with her tits while she openly got off on this from her low groans as she worked her melons straight up and down. “MMMM… Warming me up… AHHHH… Before I fuck the shit out of a nasty… MMMM! Cheating fucking MILF like you!” I made sure to add since, as good as this tittyfuck was, I had no plans to miss out on some action with the rest of this stacked blonde bombshell. She felt the same way, even if she enjoyed another round with my dick like this to put her tits to perfect use and in a manner that she’s rarely been able to do before with the men, and that included her husband, who couldn’t last against a world-class beauty like this.
“Damn fucking right you’re gonna fuck me like a whore!” Trish grinned as she let go of my dick and stood up. “How’d you want me, stud?” She offered before she reached down and pulled the bottom of that lingerie to the side so I got a look at that tight pussy which, to no surprise from how loud she’d moaned before, was wet just from the oral fun.
“Well, you do all that yoga stuff, don’t you?” I smiled back and moved off the bed for a moment. “Let’s fucking stretch you out and see what you can take!”
“I like the sounds of that, babe!” Stratus said with a smirk before she took the counter-offer to pick and turned around. The famous ‘Downward Dog' pose never looked hotter when she got onto all fours, and pushed herself upward to arch that curvy body at a perfect right angle. Legs spread just enough and her fat ass stuck up and out with arms in front and head down so she could stare back at herself a little as I stepped behind her. “Get that big fucking dick in me! Fuck me like my useless fucking husband never could manage!” She demanded more than just made dirty talk as I lined myself up with her wet entrance and tellingly, I noticed how she was so worked up she didn’t even make me stop to put on any protection first before I pushed in.
“OOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!!” The legendary WWE Diva let out a long and loud moan of pure delight when I stuffed my big, young cock into her tight, moist pussy. A supreme grip that easily made me groan with a broad smile from how mega snug that twat was. A sure sign that she hadn’t taken a huge rod like mine in many months and likely didn’t let too many guys, even the one she was married to, take a shot at her. “YES! MMMMM! FUCK! FUCK THAT PUSSY… AHHHH! YEAH! FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME, BABE! OOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She begged even just a couple of minutes into the action as I worked my length in and out of her box. I used a firm grip on her waist just above that fat ass that jiggled when I pumped into her snatch to help her stay in place for a filthy yoga pose of a sex position. Not that she didn’t do a fine job to just keep herself steady to be used, but also used the pushes of her arms and legs to rock back against my thrusts to ease my inches deeper into her wet snatch.
“MMMM… Holy fuck! MMMM! This is the best fucking pussy… AHHHH! I’ve ever fucking had! MMMM…” I admitted with a wide smile and although I’d get plenty of top-tier action in the future as I ran through the Performance Center, NXT and eventually main roster WWE, this was truly some Hall of Fame pussy in more ways than one. Perfectly snug and wet to replace the layer of spit over my dick with juices as her walls gripped me. A fine combination of friction to pleasure us both but spread out enough to allow me to hit in deep. Just like her mouth and those big tits that swayed as she rocked against me, this pussy was built to be fucked and deep at that. So soon enough, that plump rear of hers began to smack into my young, muscular waist as I filled her up with my fat cock. “AHHHH… Yeah, you like that, Trish? MMMM! Being fucked by a young stud… AHHHH! Treated like the nasty fucking whore you were meant to be? MMMM…” I teased and even helped myself to give her juicy butt a firm slap to help make her cheeks jiggle even more than she did herself with those all too eager pushes back towards my stiff and smooth thrusts.
“MMMM! I FUCKING LOVE IT, BABE! AHHHH! KEEP FUCKING ME WITH… OOOOOOOH! THAT FAT, YOUNG COCK! MMMMM!!” She hissed in delight as her blonde hair swayed back and forth in time with the shake of her titties and the constant ripple of her booty as she shifted in time with my thrusts and held herself in this sinful form of the Downward Dog. Not even my strikes on her backside made her miss a beat. She just let out erotic gasps and groans and took those fat inches deep and stiff into her moist box. Just the signs of the energy needed to fuck like this on display as the sweat formed on her exposed, tanned skin. “AHHHHH! SPANK ME HARDER! MMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING FEEL IT, BABE! UHHHHH! GIVE ME THAT FUCKING BIG DICK! MMMM! TREAT ME LIKE A NASTY FUCKING MOMMY! MMMM! A DIRTY LITTLE SLUT… OOOOOOOH! FOR YOUNG FUCKING COCK! MMMM!” She demanded with her head tilted a little so she could stare between her spread legs and watch my cock pound away into her slit. Even though from the way she rocked her body, still held in that right angle arch, to meet every firm thrust that I rammed into her twat I had the feeling she could have done all the work here without a single pump from me and we’d still get pleasure just as good as we did right now.
I was too in the zone to waste the chance of being balls deep in one of, if not, the hottest women’s wrestler of all time. Let alone a Grade A MILF, a cheating wife and a multi-time Women’s Champion and Hall of Fame member. The grin never left my face as I drove my shaft briskly in and out of her snug pussy that at this point was nicely reshaped to fit the exact shape of my cock. She’d be left stretched out for at least a week, if not longer from this unfaithful action. The moans she let out with every pump I gave her showed she had no regrets about that nor about the forming red hand print on her ample backside thanks to my sharp spanks, just as she whorishly begged for. The sign of a true shameless slut to take the pain and get off on it, let alone not miss a moment as she rocked herself back towards me so that thick rump clapped hard against my rugged frame. This was a workout harder than any class at the PC that I’d taken and without question, the best sex I’d had before in my life and I was far from done with this stacked stunner yet.
“AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! YES! FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME UP, BABE! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMM! GOD! THAT BIG FUCKING DICK… MMMMM! FEELS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD!!” Trish moaned with a slight buckle of her arms from holding the position for so long along with how good, just as she’d loudly and shamelessly admitted it to be, this action was from a younger man. Her tits and forehead grazed the carpet of the hotel room we used as our sex den but she kept those thick hips raised and legs nicely spread. Aided by my grip on her waist so I could keep her snatch in line to pound away into her like she was the kind of cheap whore all that dirty talk said she was. “MMMM! FUCK! YESSSSSSS! MMMM! IT’S BEEN FUCKING TOO FUCKING LONG… AHHHH! THAT SOMEONE’S BEEN FUCKING ABLE… MMMM! TO LAST… AHHHH! AND TREAT ME LIKE A FUCKING NASTY BITCH! MMMM!!” She praised and slammed her hand that showed off her wedding ring onto the floor not so much in a tap out, but from pleasured frustration that it’s been far too long since she’s been railed deep and hard like this. Treated as she and her stunning, curved body deserved to be and with my dick still rock solid and ready to go, this Legend knew she was about to get all that she could handle and then some.
“MMMM… Just your luck that I’m the right man for the job…” I smirked and eased my dick out of her snatch.
“Fuck yeah, you are…” Trish groaned and pushed herself to first kneel as she caught her breath. “Still wanna fuck my shit up in some poses?” She offered with a look at my big dick and the layer of juices she had left over it.
“Damn right I do!” I answered with a quick nod.
“Good…” Stratus licked her lips and moved over to roll a bit backwards. Her shoulders were pressed to the carpet floor and her neck rested while she used her arms to support her lower back. That left her legs and hips raised off the ground for a Shoulder Stand with a slight spread of the legs so her moist pussy was still exposed.
“Something tells me you’ve been waiting to try out these positions for a long time!” I figured out and moved in for a slight squat so I could dip my cock back into her moist tunnel and made us both moan when my dick fitted in like a key to a lock into that snug and soaked pussy.
“MMMMM! FUCK!!!” The Canadian beauty groaned in delight when my fat young American cock rammed balls deep into her wet and still-tight twat. She almost took a piledriver position from the way her body shifted on the floor whenever I drove down into her box just to ease a few inches back and ram back home into her slit all over again. “TOO FUCKING LONG… MMMM! AND I’VE BEEN FUCKING WAITING… AHHHH! TOO DAMN LONG… MMMM! FOR A FUCKING DICK… AHHHH! THAT CAN FUCKING HANDLE ME! MMMM!!” She admitted as her blonde hair was sprawled out and her big tits almost jiggled into her face from the curled up way her upper body was held in to keep the rest of her raised. Unable to rock back against me this time but she put in the work to hold that wonderful frame in place for me and my big cock to ravage. Just a slight wobble of those long, smooth and tanned legs against my muscular frame as I drove in and out to show her no mercy just like she was built to take.
“MMMM… I can fucking believe that! AHHHH! This pussy knocks out… AHHHH! Any slut I’ve banged before… MMMM! Clean out of the fucking water! MMMM!” I stated and it was almost an insult to mention the likes of whores from the Indies and other promotions, along with some of the PC rookies, compared to a Hall of Famer and living Legend like this. A snatch soaked, right and hot that could finish off a porn star in mere minutes. No such risk of that here as I slammed my dick deep into her snatch and made the loud crack ring out when my muscular frame met her juicy ass. She didn’t even mind that I gripped her ankles more to keep control over her than to help keep the position while I pumped briskly into her moist twat. A nice shine of sweat covered my young, studly body and nothing like the layer that the beauty I was balls deep in had but neither of us was even tired yet of this filthy action.
“AHHHH FUCK! FUCK!! OH FUUUUUUUUUCKK!! MMMMM!!” She groaned in delight. Her eyes were locked between her legs to watch with darts of her lust-filled eyes when my fat cock appeared out from her snatch for a moment as I pulled a couple of fat inches out. Just to ram back in sharply to make us both moan as I drove home into her love tunnel. Her look as she watched me made it seem like she was hypnotised and the loudness of her cries certainly gave the appearance that she was addicted if not to me and my huge cock than to unfaithful fun like this with a younger man. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! YES! FUCK! MAKE ME CUM! MMMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM ALL OVER THAT… AHHHH! BIG FUCKING COCK… MMMM! LIKE THAT FUCKING LOSER HUSBAND OF MINE CAN NEVER FUCKING DO! AHHHH!” She begged and panted as the pressure built up and her legs rested against my broad body while I pounded in and out of her. Happy to please and well equipped for the task just like she was built for a rough, hard fuck like this. I got the feeling that from how she nicely held herself in this Shoulder Stand that this might not be the first time she’s used a yoga stance as a sex position but likely this was the first time it’s gone on for this length of time.
“MMMMM! Yeah! Fucking cum… MMMM! You dirty cheating MILF! Nasty, cock-loving Mommy! MMMM! Cum all over that big fucking cock, you filthy fucking bitch!” I demanded with a broad grin and put in plenty of work myself to drive that long, fat manhood of mine deep in her still snug but now more than soaked pussy. Her tunnel was resized to fit the exact shape of my length so it would be a wonder how she’d feel any lesser man inside of her for a good couple of weeks after this. Not that she’d need to worry about her husband finding out about what a cheating slut of a wife she is since from how vice-like she’d been at the start, sex with her has likely been off limits since she achieved MILF status long ago. “Cum for me! MMMM! You might be a nasty slut of a Mommy… MMMM! But right now… AHHHH! I’m your fucking Daddy, you nasty blonde whore!” I added with a groan as I put in the work to drive that big dick deep and hard into her slot to pound her in a way that would leave a good few Superstars across NXT, and a few up on the main roster, into a cumming mess a dozen times over long before this point. Let alone in such a lewd position as she so expertly kept herself in to be railed stupid like this was a cheap porno.
“AHHHHHH FUCK! YES! YES, DADDY! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Without it being my intention, I seemed to have stumbled upon if not at least a kink of hers but something that thrilled her nonetheless about being with a Daddy despite the fact I was young enough to be her son. “DADDY! DADDY! DADDYYYYYYY MMMMMMMMMMM!!” She shuddered in pleasure before her snatch clamped around my cock to give me a fresh test when she came. Juices further coated me and spilt past her folds to soak her crotch and drip over her ass while I still rammed up and down to piledrive her in the raised stance. Wisely, I made sure that she rode out every moment of that peak that left her with a wide, fucked-stupid smile on the beautiful, sweat-soaked face. A look that didn’t leave her even when I pulled out of her and she, for further shame like a living statue, was left in the elevated hold so her gaped snatch was on full display for me.
“Daddy, huh? I could get used to that, slut!” I smugly, and rightly so, said after I’d made the Hall of Famer cum her brains out but I was still rock-hard and ready for more.
“Mmmmm…” She purred and finally brought her legs down to rest for a moment on the floor. “Me fucking too, Daddy…” Trish licked her lips and to my surprise, still had the energy left to roll herself over. “Ready to pound the fuck out of my ass next, Daddy?” It sounded more like a shameless beg than just an offer. Especially when she pushed herself off from the floor to get into yet another yoga pose. This time with one leg in front and the other back at an angle to stick out that fat ass. Bent over at the waist and turned to the side so she could have one arm down and a hand by the foot in front and the other limb raised high.
“As much as Daddy’s little slut is ready to get fucked stupid all over again!” I grinned and stepped behind her in that Revolved Triangle Pose to line my fat cock up with her tight asshole. I didn’t just mean the fact that she didn’t want a break to lube up but like a true legend, and at this point a certified whore who can fuck better than a porn star, she was too horny to care as I pushed my fat dick into her stunning booty.
“MMMMMMMMM! FUUUUUUUUCK!!” Her head tilted in approval for a moment when my thick rod invaded the tightness of her back passage with just her pussy juices, and a plentiful amount from the juices that covered my inches, used as a form of lube. The sensation of her ass being split open by my huge size thrilled her even without her snatch being touched since she used one hand to keep her curvy frame balanced so I could fuck her from behind. The other, and likely not just a coincidence here, that bore her wedding ring rested with approval against my broad, sweat-covered chest. Although since I once again held her waist so I could slide my dick in and out of another of her tight and pleasurable holes, she could have easily stroked herself off so it seemed like she wanted to be dominated like this to fulfil another long held and unsatisfied urge that she’s had for months in her lacking marriage.
“YES! FUCK! AHHHHH! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! MMMM! SHOVE THAT BIG FUCKING YOUNG COCK… AHHHH! DEEP INTO MY NASTY, FAT FUCKING MOMMY ASS! OOOOOOOOOHH!!” The sweat dripped from her face and her long, now messy, blonde hair swayed behind her as her body jolted thanks to my firm thrusts. Those big tits jiggled in time with the motion as I worked my thick length deeper into a hole that was even rarely offered up, if at all to any man, than her snatch and mouth were. Even so, she still took it and moaned for more as I plunged further into her and watched that booty ripple. She was able to take it better than women half her age, let alone still on the full active roster of the WWE, could take it. Let alone in such a unique position that put her yoga talents to a far more sinful use. “AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE, DADDY! AHHHHH! FUCKING BREAK MY ASS! MMMM! FILL ME UP! AHHHH! I WANNA FUCKING FEEL THIS… UHHHH! FOR THE NEXT FUCKING WEEK! MMMM!” She begged and yet again, even when I delivered a firm slap onto her juicy rump she only hissed in delight and never complained once. Just too focused both on the supreme pleasure that flowed through her as I fucked her up the ass from behind and the task to keep herself in place to be railed on display like this.
“MMMM… Whatever Daddy’s little whore wants? MMMM! She’s gonna fucking get it!” I grinned and worked my hips back and forth to drive into her rump stiffly so that the loud clap that echoed around the hotel room might be heard across the entire floor, never mind the rooms on either side, above and below. Neither of us had any worries about being caught, even with the risks that would end her marriage and likely sabotage my sports entertainment career if we were. The only thing that mattered here was being balls deep in one of the hottest women in all of pro wrestling history and with one of the best bodies ever too. Those big curves of hers continued to shake sexily as her body rocked with each stiff impact against my body when I drove in and stuffed her ass full with cock. Deep, firm strokes that ensured her asshole was equally resized to fit the shape of my vast length just like her still-soaked snatch had done what felt like a lifetime ago compared to this point in the action.
“AHHHH! YES! MMMM! MOMMY WANTS IT! AHHHHH! MOMMY WANTS… UHHHH! ALL OF DADDY’S BIG, FAT… AHHHH! FUCKING GODLY COCK… MMMM! DEEP IN HER NASTY CHEATING ASS!!” The multi-time Women’s Champion howled in delight and stared with the kind of wicked desire I bet she’d never even looked at her husband with before, let alone any man before in her mature life. Her tanned and tight body was caked in moisture with her blonde locks stuck down her back to go with loose strands across her pretty face. Her pussy, even without being touched right now, dripped juices down her thighs. Still clad in lingerie that was hiked up at the crotch and yanked down at her tits so it might as well not even be on while she got fucked up the ass deep and hard by a younger stud. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK ME UP! MMMMM! BREAK ME! OOOOOOOH! MAKE ME INTO… UHHHH! YOUR NASTY CHEATING SLUT! MMMMM!!” She groaned as her nails slightly dragged across my skin but expertly didn’t even leave a scratch while I pounded away into her. That plump rump stayed perfectly stuck out so when I drove in to fill her passage up with my member, her booty clapped stiffly into me for the kind of smack that would fit in perfectly to a porno soundtrack.
“MMMMM! How bad do you want it, slut?” I teased and gave her booty another hard spank so that her full cheeks were tattooed with my handprint for more wicked evidence of how unfaithful she’s been. “MMMM… Bad enough to let me stretch that fine body of yours… AHHHH… So I can really fuck your shit up, Mommy?” I demanded more than just asked and from how she moaned her head off just from my stiff, deep pumps into her rump I knew she’d be down to fuck any way I wanted. A sight that more suited a nasty Brothel whore than the respected and iconic WWE Diva and Superstar she was supposed to be. None of that mattered here with the way her curves shone from the sweat and her pussy dripped juices as she got off on anal sex with a man she’s only met today but has acted like a submissive fuck toy too for over an hour now. She still wasn’t satisfied yet and the same went for me when she let out a low groan from the empty feeling between her thick cheeks when I pulled out and admired how gaped her asshole was at this point but there was another round of anal to come.
“Babe, at this point?” Trish gasped as she brought herself forward to sit for a moment and stroked back her sweat-clumped hair. “The fact you need to ask means you haven’t picked up the fucking hint yet!” She stated with a wicked and shameless smile.
“Oh, I know how bad you want Daddy’s dick…” I stated with a cocky smirk. “It doesn’t mean I don’t want you to hear you say it and fucking beg for it.” I said and watched her roll over
“Mmmm… Give it to me, Daddy!” Stratus begged as ordered as she rolled over onto her stomach. Her flexibility was shown off with a Bow Pose as she brought her legs back, grabbing her ankles with arms outstretched behind her and spread as far as possible so her fat ass was raised nicely and her big tits just above the now sweat-stained carpet of the hotel room floor. “Fuck me up until I can’t fucking think straight!”
“You asked for it, slut!” I grinned and moved in behind her to push my fat dick back into her juicy ass. One hand gripped her flesh to spank while the other grabbed her blonde locks into a ponytail to tug as I thrust in and out of her to drive in balls deep once again.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!” For as talented and legendary a Superstar as this mature beauty was, it meant nothing the moment my fat, long cock ravaged her tight asshole. Those juice cheeks rippled off my waist each time I drove in and thanks to the tug on her hair I helped keep her in place to take the brutal action. “YES, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK MY ASS! MMMMM! FUCKING RUIN ME!! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE I’M YOUR ANAL SLUT! MMMM!!” She panted as sweat rolled from her curves. Her grip stayed tight on her legs to keep herself curled up to be pounded like a cheap slut. Each thrust made her tits bounce and her ass was left bright red from the hard thrusts I delivered. All of which thrilled her and kept her snatch soaked to drip juices onto the carpet below.
“MMMM! Yeah, beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for Daddy’s big fucking cock! MMMM!” I grunted and had a more than healthy shine of moisture all across my muscular body. Dare I say I used more effort and energy here than I’d done in any match, never mind training session, up until that point. My dick drove in and out like a piston into that snug booty, stretched wide thanks to my vast size and still built for more even as I spanked her between every other thrust. “MMMM! Fucking moan for me! Beg for it! MMMM! Take Daddy’s fat fucking dick! MMMM! Deep in that nasty cheating whore ass!” I ordered even as I did just that with the kind of pumps that could ruin a porn star’s career from how gaped wide they’d be left. There was no such risk here with the WWE Legend who was made to be hammered like this and didn’t even grunt in pain once either from my thrusts or the way she kept her body curled back to be taken like a trophy.
“UHHHHH! YES! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! GIVE YOUR FAT ASS MOMMY WHORE… MMMM! THAT HUGE FUCKING COCK!! AHHHH! FUCKING WRECK MY ASS WITH THAT BIG FUCKING DICK!! MMMM!” She panted with vacant eyes like her brain was being fried from the pain and not even a sharp tug on her hair broke her out of that trance of lust. My free hand roamed around her to cop a feel of those big tits but she was so in the zone she barely let out a louder moan compared to the screams of delight that left her right now. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUCKK!! AHHHHHH! FUCK ME, DADDY! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!” She squealed but somehow kept her arms back to grip those legs and still present that juicy ass to me so I could ram her deep and hard over and over again. A perfect combination of plump cheeks, now bright red from the constant spanks and claps into my body, made to be pounded and my top-level stamina that could drill her furiously like this. All topped off by her slutty moans that begged for more of the kind of action she wishes she could get but never did from her marriage or any other relationship.
Since I had this Hall of Famer asking for it, my free hand cupped her neck and with the grip on her ruined hair I turned her face towards mine as I leaned over. Planting a kiss on the icon of women’s wrestling and to no surprise her mouth instantly opened to take my tongue inside as we deeply made out. Moans and spit were swapped in equal measure while I slammed my fat cock home into her thick backside. Her eyes rolled back as she shuddered in her grip to keep that Bow Pose locked in for the roughest, nastiest anal sex she’s ever had in her life. Granted, at that point earlier in my career at least, it was without a doubt the best piece of ass I’d ever been balls deep in and still ranked as one of the best. Her back passage kept a tightness like it was destined for my dick and I rewarded her with more deep thrusts that made her groan into my lips as she slapped tongues and smooched like we’d been fuck buddies for years rather than over an hour.
“MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! DDDDHHHDDDYYYYY!!” She groaned into my mouth and shuddered hard and in turn made me grunt as I felt the extra squeeze of her back passage around my length. Not so much an orgasm but a full-on shameful squirt that, thanks to how she still held her body curled back, further soaked the hotel room carpet with the sudden spray. A lost deposit was far from our worries as I groaned and pumped away to finish her off with a last round of thrusts. I didn’t even need to pull out as her hands finally gave way and she slumped forward so her lower body hit the floor with a thump. The upper part held up as I finished the make-out session and pulled away with a grin and saw the cock-drunk grin across that stunning face.
With a hold still on her hair, I moved up and forced her exhausted body to kneel before I gripped my dick and furiously stroked away. She stared up with lust and awe, barely able to close her eyes in time before I plastered that face with spunk to stain across those mature features and into the loose strands of hair across her face and at the sides. Plenty that dripped from her cheeks, lips and nose onto those big titties that now heaved for air as I emptied my balls. Her slutty status was only confirmed when I didn’t ease out the last drips but shoved my dick, fresh out of her backside, between her lips to make her slurp and clean off the taste of her ass from my softening inches. Something she all too happily did with slow bobs along me to savour the taste and steal the last drips of spunk to swallow down.
“Mmmmmppphhh…” Trish groaned around me before I finally pulled my spent dick out of her. “Welcome to the WWE, kid…” She purred with a sexy smirk.
“Heh… Don’t you mean, Daddy?” I teased as I helped her up so she could rest on the bed and panted for air.
“Yeah, that too…” Stratus said with a lick of her lips. “You got me all worked up something serious… I knew you were a different cut from the other rookies…” She admitted, and her guess about me was proven right and then some by all this action.
“Damn right I am… And the Rise of Carnage is only getting fucking started!” I added with a wide grin as I gazed over that cum-covered MILF. “But any time your fine ass wants some more of Daddy’s cock? Just hit me up and I’ll pound you stupid all over again… Like your loser husband can never do!”
“I think I might have to come down and ‘guest coach’ again sometime soon…” Trish mused with that wicked look as she glanced at my dick. “Better yet… I’ll skip the classes and head right over to your place…”
A secret kept from her man, and the rest of sports entertainment, but I’d certainly score some fine Stratusfaction a few times over long before I even hit the main roster… And as much as that would have been a conquest on its own? I would rack up some just as great fucks over the months and years to come on my way to the top for a Hall of Fame-worthy list of sluts to brag about!
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Topic: The Rise of Carnage [WWE Women - Becky Lynch, Trish Stratus] (Read 370 times)