Big Time Bang [WWE's Becky Lynch]

[daxg2001]

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and are no true reflection of the characters, promotions, wrestlers, events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any other wrestling promotion, or any current or former wrestlers/characters.
 
Starring: Becky Lynch, Dexter Lumis (all WWE)
 
Big Time Bang
 
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.

A Commissioned story by [Anonymous].

Written by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
 
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Backstage at a live WWE event in early 2023, the ever-confident Irish redhead, certified MILF and multi-time former Women’s Champion of both Raw, Smackdown and the Women’s Tag Team Championship was walking towards the locker room area fresh after finishing off a last-minute merch signing at the show. Clad in a tight black ring attire of a nicely fitted top with long sleeves with a little gap above the chest to show a hint of cleavage with criss-cross straps over the gap. Down below a set of black shorts that hugged her plump backside and tights on her legs. Along with the usual boots and pads of her costume and a jacket with her nickname of The Man on the back.

When she approached the locker room, however, she paused and noticed that the door was unusually ajar despite the fact it was signed as being the Women’s Lockerroom so should be closed in case anyone was in. “Hmmmm… Now ain’t this a lil’ bit familiar to what’s been happenin’ lately…” Becky remarked to herself in her thick Irish accent to show she’s been used now to some unusual occurrences happening backstage. When she pushed the door open, she found the locker room was empty of people but with the usual lockers, a bench, and a side table with complimentary bottles of water and other items such as make-up for the female Superstars to use. The other women appeared to have already cleared out to just leave her travel case there. And one from the fact the zipper was down appeared to have been rummaged through by someone.
 
“Just as I feckin’ thought!” Lynch shook her head and glanced around. Her eyes then went to the curtain that had been pulled to close off the shower area of the locker room as Lynch walked across. Without another word, she pulled the curtain to the side and was instantly met with the intense, wide-eyed and creepy stare of fellow WWE Superstar Dexter Lumis. The silent but sinister hunk was only clad in a pair of Jeans so his muscular upper body was on display but to piece together what Becky had suspected, he was caught red-handed (even if his expression was just that blank look) with a pair of Lynch’s panties in his hands.

“Well, well, well! Not so much a peepin’ Tom but a peepin’ Dexter!” Becky smirked as despite seeing a strong, built man in front of her she wasn’t afraid. “Now The Man feckin’ understands it all… Someone goin’ through my stuff, things goin’ missin’… Feelin’ like someone is watchin’ me from down a corridor…” She accuses. “And now I see yerr goin’ through my panties like a feckin’ perv!” She states and folds her arms across her chest. “Ya realise I’m a happily married woman, don’t ya, Dexy?” She said to tease him with a play of his name. “I’ve got a real ‘Freakin’ good Superstar waitin’ for me back home with my kid… And while The Man appreciates the attention and all, I’m a taken gal! And I’m pretty sure you are too unless that whole weddin’ thing down in NXT to Indi Hartwell was one of dem sham deals?”

Dexter, despite being caught, just stares down at Becky with that intense and creepy look without even a single word said by him.

“Oh, yerr gonna give me the silent treatment act, huh?” Becky snaps, annoyed to say the least by this all. She first grabs back her panties and tosses them away towards her suitcase, before she defiantly slips off her jacket and tosses it down like she’s ready to square up for a fight. “You’re askin’ for a bruisin’ is what you are, lad!” She says with a glare. “So you’d better give me a damn good reason why I shouldn’t just kick yerr arse right here and now before I even think about reportin’ all this crap to management! And trust me, Big Time Becks has a couple of favours that she can all in to make you pay for this!”

Dexter doesn’t say a word. Instead, he reaches down and makes Becky Lynch watch as she now gets a turn to have a wide-eyed look on her face but one of surprise when he boldly, or perhaps just from his more filthy side, undoes his Jeans to drop them down. Letting her see the very impressive, thick and long cock that the unhinged Superstar possessed. And one that began to get hard when he stepped out of his pants.

“...That’s… That’s a pretty damn good reason there, Dexy!” Becky, despite her admission of being happily married, can’t help but like the look of a thick, long dick as she nodded her head with an impressed expression. “Ain’t seen a big ol’ dick like that in quite a while…” She admitted and moved her hands to her hips. “But yerr know, Dexy… It still doesn’t make up for the fact that you’ve been a right little creep, stalkin’ me and pinchin’ my stuff…”

Becky’s defiant tone was cut off when Dexter suddenly reached forward and grabbed her arms. Lynch raised an eyebrow since Lumis moved without any words being said but made his intentions clear when he firmly pushed Becky down to make her kneel. So that her gorgeous face was in line with his hardening cock to get a better look at his vast, thick size.

“Oh, so that’s how it is, huh?” Becky smirked again and lifted her eyes to lock onto that crazed stare from the man she’s now discovered to be her stalker. “Ya want a piece of The Man… Well, usually, of course, I’d turn you down, being a hitched woman and all…” She reminded them both of her married status. “But… The Man feels like doin’ a bit of charity work here and throwin’ you a bone, Dexy!” She said with a glance at his dick. “Besides… Ya might just be all… Well, not so much talk, but just show… A huge feckin’ slab of dick, sure! But do ya know how to use it? Especially with someone like The Man right here?” And with her tone that sounded like a challenge to the unhinged Superstar.

Again, Dexter doesn’t respond with words but seeing that Becky had given her consent for him to get a piece of the target of his desires, he reached down and gripped a handful of her long red hair to bring his fat dick close to her lips and the sexy smirk that she had.

“Alright then, Dexy! Bring it on! Do yerr feckin’ worst! But if yerr think The Man is gonna be afraid of just some big feckin’ dick? Then you’ve… MMMMMPPHHH!” Lynch’s infamously silver-tongued mouth was silenced when Dexter forcefully shoved his thick rod in between her lips. Her eyes briefly went wide for a moment from the invasion before they defiantly narrowed, but in a telling sign, she didn’t pull her head away from his dick. That allowed him to thrust forward and begin to roughly fuck the Irishwoman’s hot and damp mouth. He went in so deep that the thick crown of him connected with the back of her mouth to make sinful chokes be heard along with the groans while Becky’s eyes were locked up at her ‘stalker’. A wicked look that told him to bring it on and see if he could impress the talented female Superstar with a deep round of face fucking.

“MMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAH! HHHHHRRRKKK… MMMMM!” Becky’s hands went up to his strong thighs but merely to hold him without any attempt to push him away. Held in place and willingly so as the muscular but disturbed hunk held her flaming hair and drove his dick deeply and stiffly in and out of her oral hole. The repeated chokes, whenever his dick slammed into the back of her mouth, made saliva spill from her lips that flexed with every gag during her attempts to keep them wrapped around this thickness. “GAAAAAAAAH! HHHHHHRK! MMMM! MMMMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAAH!” The multi-time former Champion gagged as her saliva got left on those inches and it began to drip down her chin to leave splats across the bit of exposed skin of her chest and down the front of her black ring costume. Her head slightly jolted, making her hair messy along with his grip as Dexter roughly pumped in and out in a way that would give a normal woman, and a good few female Superstars too, more than a headache never mind some jaw ache.

“HHHHHRRRKK… MMMM! GAAAAAAHHH! HHHHHRRRKKK!” No such risk here as Becky’s eyes remained narrowed with a hint of desire. Able to fight through the pain and take his dick that got soaked with her drool to that along with her chokes and muffled groans the sloppy sound of that fat cock being pumped into her lips was heard. Along with the grunts from Lumis who stared down with that insane, wide-eyed stare without any blinks and used a machine-like pace. “MMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAHH GAAHHH GAAAAH! HHHHHLLLKKK!” Lynch at the same time got the first-hand experience that this out-there hunk was built a little different to most men, and perhaps her husband included, and not just in terms of the huge size of his prick either. He was able to last deep inside of her fantastic and soothing mouth that would otherwise finish off a man within a couple of minutes if not sooner.

Lynch had little time to think of that when his hands gripped her hair again and made her gorgeous face tilt. Her eyes widened again as the position went from a ‘mere’ face fuck to now an invasion of her tight throat. Her oral tunnel was made to stretch wickedly as the same intense pace was used to now slam his cock deep into her. In turn, her fingers firmly dug into his legs but again without any attempt to shove him off. A look of narrowed eyes was used by her to dare him to do his worst since her words were muffled by all that dick that pumped between her lips. A sloppy mess was left across her front to drip down her wrestling costume and her rounded MILF tits. But like the badass she is, her eyes didn’t even water up even as her throat got resized by this huge dick that hit deeper into her than she’s had in a long time.

“GAAAHHHLLLKKK! GAAAAHHHH! HHHHLLLKK! GAAAAAAAHHH!” The raspy sound of gagging and saliva flying about echoed around the locker room as The Man got her throat fucked deep and hard. Dexter’s heavy balls smacked into her chin to add to the mess as he drove in for the full experience of her windpipe. Still rock hard with plenty more in the tank even if he didn’t speak, just grunts and that unhinged stare at the target of his desire. Who shamefully didn’t object to this deep throat action even if it wasn’t with the Superstar that she was married to. “HHHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHHH… HHHHHLLLKK!” Lynch glared up with a wicked look in her eyes and showed off porn star potential in her own right to handle this amount of dick so deep into her. Moans were let out around his dick for a thrill despite the discomfort as shown by how her hardened nipples poked through her top. Able to handle the rough pace as her face got fucked deep and hard, while her hands still clutched his legs like she wanted to see what else he had to guts to do with her.

The look up at Dexter’s intense stare only broke off when he pushed her head back and her eyes locked on to watch his huge length slip out of her mouth so she could gasp for air. A moment to pant while that heavy dick got pressed against her cheek to rest against the side of her pretty face. “Mother-fecker!!” Becky sinfully hissed and glared up, but with a cocky smirk like she didn’t hate any of that one bit. “You’ve got some big feckin’ balls on ya to try that shite with me, Dexy!” She taunted with a lick of her lips. “And here The Man was thinkin’ you were all just a big cock and no action! Ya might be able to impress The Man after all!” And that last line had a tone to make it sound like a challenge.

Still without words, Dexter just made Becky gasp with a pull of the hair to force her up from the floor and turn her around. Pressing her up against one of the lockers so that her hands had to grip the side edges while her face got pushed against the wooden back with a cheek to the wall. So she could stare back as he held her in place with one hand and used the other to yank down the black shorts of her ring attire. Exposing her juicy, rounded ass covered in fishnet tights but wickedly without even a thong on underneath.

“Oi! You’d better be ready to feckin’ pay for a new set of those tights, ya crazy hung bastard!” Lynch smirked as she felt him tear a hole in the tights before he shifted in behind her. Making a long groan escape her when his thick cock entered her tight Irish pussy to make her body tense up. An invasion that made her body shift as her snatch noticeably stretched like her twat wasn’t used to this size of cock inside of her. Another poor sign for the man she’s married to but right now all she cared about was being bent over to take her stalker’s dick as he began to thrust firmly into her snatch to work that dick in deeply. A harsh pace once again that wasn’t too far removed from how he’d fucked her throat just moments ago. The spit from her chin and off her top now dripped to the bottom of the locker as her tits swayed within the wrestling top that she still had on.

“UHHHHH! FECK! MMMMM! Yeah, come on, Dexy! MMMM! Is that… AHHHH! All ya feckin’ got?? MMMMM!” Becky’s thick Irish accent made not just the dirty talk smoking hot but her challenges irresistible as she got fucked from behind. Unfazed by being bent over as her face rubbed against the back of the locker or the tight clutch of her red hair to keep her in place. Not that she had any plan to move up or escape this with her hands on both walls either side of her. “MMMM! Come on! MMMMM! This is what… MMMM! You feckin’ wanted, right? MMMM! So you’d better… UHHHH! Make the feckin’ most of it, ya freaky feckin’ weirdo!! MMMMM!” She taunted with that confident smirk now with a strong hint of desire to it. The pleasure she got from this big dick made her moan and got her pussy nicely wet around his fat cock. Without any concern that this was bareback sex which could result in a lot of awkward questions from her husband if a MILF like her took an early finish from another man.

Just like before, there was no risk of that with this sinister man who made up for a lack of title wins so far in his WWE career, let alone matches as of late on TV, with the kind of stiff and swift pace that was more suited for a seasoned porn star than a pro wrestler. His thick cock got buried forward into her wet and snug slot to make her ass ripple when it hit her muscular waist. The tights she wore tore a little with the hard impact that made a loud and lewd clap ring out around the changing room to go with the echo out of the locker that she let out. Filled up with a fat dick that ploughed into her and made her fantastic body shift so that her face continued to rub against the locker and that began to leave sweat on the back wall to drip down as it formed to roll off her face. A dose of action here that was a lot more intense than any recent match that she’d contested but unquestionably more pleasurable.

“MMMM! YEAH! Come on, ya fat-cocked bastard! MMMM! Let’s feckin’ see… AHHHH! What ya’ve feckin’ got! MMMMM! FECK!!” She groaned and hissed in delight. Her snatch was filled up balls deep with a big dick to stretch her out in a way that would be extremely hard to explain if she had any action with his husband in the next few days or more. The only thing on her mind right now was being banged expertly by this silent and dangerous stud. She was even able to shift her body back a bit to stick her ass out and work her wet pussy along his thrusts to be stuffed full whenever he drove in. To make her cheeks clap hard into him as he grunted for the only noise to show his pleasure from this action. “MMMM! Like that, huh, Dexy?? MMMM! Like The Man’s… MMMM! Tight, hot feckin’ pussy… MMMM! Treatin’ that fat feckin’ dick of yours to a good ol’ time, huh??” She licked her lips again and stared over her shoulder while pinned up against the back of the locker. The position might be submissive but she was anything but and still wanted it nice and hard from this deranged hunk who continued to stare down with barely any blinks while he began to sweat in his own right from the piston-like pace he used to take her snatch with.

As if to answer her lusty challenges and the last statement, Dexter of course didn’t use words but actions in the form of a hard slap from his hand onto her thick backside. The spank made her head tilt in approval with a low groan to match. Only to be shoved back against the locker by his hold on her hair and coupled the push with another strike onto her plump backside. All while he deeply drove his dick in and out of her slit and leave his cock coated in her juices as a result. The spanks made her cheeks ripple even more than the shoves back and his thrusts did but the extra buzz of pain just added to her desire as she ran her tongue across her teeth and still had her face rubbed against the back wood. It was a Big Time dose of sex that only a former WrestleMania Main Event winner and multi-time Women’s Champion could handle and she still wasn’t satisfied yet.

“MMMMM… Like the look of me arse, do ya, Dexy? MMMM! Keep this up, lad… MMMM! And The Man might let ya tap it…” Becky made the sinful offer before she groaned again and switched her grip from off the sides of the locker to press on the backboard when she stayed bent over. His hand still clutched her now messy hair to help keep her in place but she still used her arms to shove her body back and drive her pussy back along his big dick. Able to match his pace and ease that snatch into him whenever he thrust in to stuff her full. “MMMM! FECK!! Ya dirty feckin’ bastard! MMMMM! FECK!! MMMMM! Ya know what… UHHHH! Yerr feckin’ doin’ with that big bloody dick! MMMMM! The Man might just be… MMMMM! Impressed with ya yet, lad!” She teased again with a groan when he spanked her ass again. Even with the tights that continued to tear a bit around her crotch, his slaps with nice and strong so that a red handprint began to form on her ass from the repeated slaps she’s taken. Another piece of evidence that would expose her cheating ways here to get it good from a man that she not only isn’t married to but isn’t the father of her child.

“MMMM… OI! I was feckin’ enjoyin’ that, ya mad bastard!” Lynch grunted in annoyance when Lumis not only pulled out of her snatch but dragged her away from the locker. A rare moment of The Man herself being manhandled as she let herself be pulled towards the wooden bench that ran along the middle of the locker room. “Oh? Ya want The Man to take over, do ya, Dexy?” She teased and soon found herself being hauled on top of him while Dexter laid on his back on the bench. A grip on her waist allowed him to pull her in place and be mounted over his lap with that big dick in her snatch and her still boot-clad feet on the floor either side of the bench. “Well then… Let’s see if you can handle a Big Time ride from The Man then, ya feckin’ weirdo!”

With that, the woman who was once proudly Becky Two Belts showed that she could not only take some red hot action but could dish it out too. Her hands were on his muscular chest so she could along with her legs on the ground push her semi-clothed body sharply up and down along that big thick cock to once again have him stuffed deeply into her wet and snug pussy. The long red hair of the MILF swayed behind her and her tits jiggled in her top. The loud crack of skin against skin rang out when her juicy ass slapped down hard into his legs as she used an aggressive pace of her own to test what the creep could handle. The familiar soundtrack of her loud and shameless moans as she enjoyed this unfaithful sex while the hunk underneath her grunted and still had that trademark unsettling stare in his wide eyes to watch her shift on his fuck-stick.

“MMMM FECK! FECK YES, YA HUNG BASTARD! MMMMM! FECK!” Becky moaned in delight and didn’t care that her yells might be loud enough to be heard from outside of the locker room that had become their sex den. Her gorgeous body, with her ring costume on across her upper body, effortlessly shifted up and down with a smooth and swift pace like riding a big cock was second nature to her. “MMMM! THE MAN… UHHHH!! HAS COME AROUND… MMMM! TO RIDE YERR BIG FECKIN’ DICK… MMMM! UNTIL I DRIVE YOU INTO THE FECKIN’ GROUND, YA BASTARD!! AHHHHH FECK!!” She grinned and stared down as sweat rolled down her face and made her clothing stick to her body even more than she would during a Championship match. Sharp bounces to drive her snatch down and take every thick inch of his dick deep into her love tunnel before she pushed up and repeated the motion in a way that could even finish off seasoned porno studs in a few minutes with this level of skill.

Just like since the start of this all, Dexter showed no real emotion with just that same intense but creepy look with wide eyes as he watched the redhead bounce away on his fat dick. Just grunts that escaped him to show his enjoyment of the woman he’s stalked and yet has gotten the chance to prove his efforts weren’t wasted. Buried deep into her tightness that now had been resized to the shape of his massive cock that now simply had to stay rock hard and take a wild ride from the Four Horsewoman member and champion across Raw, Smackdown and the Women’s Tag Team Championships. A task that made him sweat to leave stains on the wooden bench he was on that also wobbled a bit from the all too eager way that she rode him despite her being a happily married woman who caught this creep in the act just to bang him.

“MMMM! FECK! COME ON, YA FECKER! MMMM! GIVE THE MAN THAT BIG FECKIN’ DICK! MMMM! TRY AND SPLIT ME FECKIN’ OPEN WITH THAT DICK, YA DIRTY PERV!! MMMM!!” She demanded and dragged her nails down his chest to provoke him to give her even more. It instantly worked when he renewed his grip on her waist and matched her timing to drive his cock upward into her slit when she dropped down. That smack when their bodies met got even louder and so did her moans as her head briefly tilted back in delight. Just to look back down with that sexy, confident smile while she bounced away on his dick that was now pumped into her. It all helped to make more sweat roll down her face and leave a couple of strands of her flaming hair stuck to her cheeks while it left a shine across her strong and nicely thick legs. “MMMMM! FECK! FECK!! AHHHHHH YA BASTARD! MMMMMM YESSSSSSS! GIVE THE MAN… UHHHHH! ALL OF THAT FECKIN’ FAT DICK! AHHHHHH FECK!!” She gasped in delight and didn’t object to his hands when they slid down and grabbed her plump ass. Her tights got torn a bit more to expose her rump and allow him to drive a spank into her but she still felt no pain and just smirked at the strikes. Sliding her hands across his chest while she bucked and worked her love tunnel against his powerful pumps.

“AHHHH! MMMMM! SPANK THAT ARSE, YA NASTY FECKER! MMMMM! YA CAN’T GET… UHHHH! ENOUGH OF THE MAN’S ARSE, CAN YA?” Lynch licked her teeth again and came to a stop on his lap. Just to buck up and down thanks to how her body jolted thanks to his stiff thrusts in between the hard slaps to her ass to strike one cheek and then the other. So that both sides of that fantastic rump got handprints on them for a shade not too far removed from the colour of her flaming hair. “MMMM… KEEP THIS UP… MMMM! AND THE MAN… AHHHH! FECK! MIGHT HAVE TO LET YA TAP IT! MMMMM! FECK!!” She hissed in delight and began to resume her shifts to drive her pussy down sharply on his dick and resume the ride. Her motion didn’t miss a beat even with the hard way his hand slapped her rump that alone would make a woman beg for mercy even without how his dick rammed so deep and hard into that tightness of the certified MILF. Both Superstars were left with a shine of sweat over them from this intense session and even so, neither looked ready to call things quits yet.

Whether it was merely him being provoked by all the taunts or he just took her words as an offer to proceed, he moved things along without a word when he grabbed her waist and lifted her off his cock. Before she could respond she gasped when he rolled them off the bench and down to the floor with a thud. Becky now found herself pressed down on the floor on her front with Dexter mounted above her and one of his powerful arms around her throat to make her groan from a grip. Her body arched instinctively against his muscular body just to be rewarded when her tights got ripped further by his free hand to properly expose her ass. The target of his lust now when he pushed his dick into her tight asshole with only the ‘lube’ of her pussy juices all over his dick.

“NNNNNNNGGG! FEEEEEEEEEEECKK!!” Becky hissed with clenched teeth and not just from the grip around her neck and now head with his other hand came up to apply a form of his Silence hold on her head but not to make her pass out, just to erotically restrict some air while he began to thrust his dick into her super tight asshole. The snugness was a clear sign that this hole was rarely offered up, perhaps even to her husband. “YOU FECKER!! AHHHHHH FECK! YES! FECK!! AHHHHH! F-FECK MY ARSE!! MMMMM! DO IT, YA BASTARD! AHHHH!!” She demanded and used her hands to clutch his arm around her neck on either side of her chin not to ease the pressure but to get squeezed tighter. Pinned on the floor so that her top-covered tits squashed hard into the floor with his body weight on top of her along with the firm way his cock thrust in and out of her backside to make those Irish ‘lass cheeks’ jiggle each time he pumped into her.

A primal position like a beast claiming its mate, except this was two WWE Superstars going at it for some unfaithful sex as the married beauty got her ass filled up with dick from a creepy stalker. Sweat poured off both their bodies from this intense action as now Becky’s back passage got stretched open much like her snatch and throat had gotten throughout this locker room action. That smack of skin into skin once again rang out when he pumped in deep and relentlessly for the kind of pace that might make a normal woman unable to walk straight for over a week. No such risk here since The Man could handle it nice and rough. As shown by how she moaned and her eyes briefly rolled back when his arms squeezed her head to restrict her air for a moment to make the anal sex even more intense and pleasurable. Her snatch was able to stay moist and drip juices even without being touched right now.

“YES! FECK! YA BASTARD! UHHHHH! H-HARDER! DEEPER! MMMMM!” Becky tightly gripped his arm as he clutched her throat and made a little trail of saliva escape from the corner of her mouth from how good it felt to be fucked on the floor in such a rough way. Strands of her red hair were across her face so she had to stare through her locks or at least look as far as she could in this Sleeper Hold-like grip. “AHHHHH! MAKE ME… MMMMM! FECKIN’ FEEL IT, DEXY! MMMM! FUCK THAT ARSE! AHHHHH! FECKIN’ WRECK ME!!” She dared while she felt her back passage spread and take even more of his fat dick like all her holes were equally built for action to make it seem like she was even more suited to be a porn star than a pro wrestler compared to the hunk who gave it to her deep and rough. A slight slap of her hand into his arm but not for a submissive tap out, just out of instinct from how good this felt to be butt fucked and at the mercy of her creepy stalker.

In turn, he just stared down at the sweat-dampened mess of red hair of his target and drove his dick deeply into her tight asshole. Making her cheeks clap off his body with the stiff way his waist and crotch collided down into her before he pulled a few inches back just to ram back in all over again. The dry anal was not an issue for either of them to show her toughness, as only expected from a multi-time Women’s Champion, and his sinister ways to just grunt with each thrust he gave. Her booty already had the red prints from the earlier spanks but now her whole cheeks were turning that shade thanks to the harsh way he drove in to pound her and make full use of the hole that he’d torn in her tights to be able to ravage that gorgeous rump of the top WWE female star.

“FECK! YES! FECK!! SLAM ME ARSE! WRECK ME! FECKIN’ BANG THE SHITE OUT OF ME! FECK!! AHHHHH FECK!!” Lynch demanded and her fingers sank into Dexter’s arm to try and press it tighter around her throat even though his squeeze perfectly cut off her air just enough to thrill her and make her squirm against the floor without causing serious damage. The loud clap of her ass when his crotch hit her rang out to go with his beastly grunts and her groans of delight even as her wrestling costume got soaked in sweat inside and out from the amount that not just formed over her MILF frame but that pooled on the ground. “UHHHH! DEXY! FECK! THE MAN… UHHHH! IS GETTIN’ FECKIN’ CLOSE! MMMMM! FECK! FECK!!” She didn’t say it as a warning, but more as praise for some of the best sex, and certainly the hardest she’s ever had in her life. Her pussy dripped with arousal and her body jolted against the floor with Dexter on top to press her down, choke her sinfully and drive his fat cock deep into her tight asshole. Her teeth pressed together and eyes rolled back like for once The Man might have met her match here with this sinister and silent stud.

She was snapped back into reality when he suddenly pulled out of her ass and used the grip around her head to bring her sharply up to her feet. Just to march her over to the table that was in the room and almost ruthlessly toss her down onto it to make bottles of water, make-up and other items scatter off to the floor. Lynch just grinned and rested on her front on the table with her ass stuck out and legs spread. Able to stuff a hand underneath herself and start to rub away at her snatch while he moved up from behind and pushed his dick back into her asshole. One hand stayed on her rear to spank her but the other gripped her messy and sweat-coated hair to force her head up and let him see the look of pure delight with eyes rolled back as she got hammered from the back with such force that it already made the table wobble.

“AHHHHHH FECK YESSSSSSSSS!! MMMMMM!” The thick Irish accent dripped with lust as Becky’s free hand slapped the top of the table in delight while her butt clapped off of Dexter’s waist as he drove in deep and hard. He was able to go balls deep into her tight away and combine his stiff pumps with more sharp spanks to her ass to keep the pleasure nice and high. “FECK! FECK MY ARSE! FECKIN’ RAM IT! POUND ME! AHHHHH FECK! SPIT ME FECKIN’ OPEN, YA BASTARD! FECK YESSSSSSSS! UHHHHH!!” She grunted in delight and rapidly worked her fingers against her pussy at a feverish pace. Without any care that she was being railed by a creepy stalker or that this meant she was unfaithful to the WWE Superstar that she was married to. Lost in a state of lust from being banged better than anyone else has managed to do as shown by the juices that dripped down her still tights-clad legs or the sweat across her exposed skin and gorgeous, moaning face.

He only responded with actions since the only sound were grunts of presumed pleasure out of him and still that deranged, wide-eyed stare on his face as he drove his big dick in and out of her back passage. A machine-like pace to pound in swiftly and hard to make her rump slap off his waist and still deliver sharp smacks to her ass too and make it clear those plump ‘Irish lass cheeks’ were as much a target of his lust as the rest of her was. Able to back it up however and drive her wild with desire as his meaty length made a home for itself into the talented sports entertainer despite the amount of sweat that poured off of him. The firm thrusts made the table she was bent over rattle and shake to make more bottles and items spill down to the locker room floor as she bucked forward into it every time he sent a hard thrust between her juicy cheeks.

“FECKIN’ BASTARD! MOTHER-FECKER!! YES! FECK MY ARSE! FECKIN’ WRECK IT! AHHHHH FECK! FECK!! RAM ME YA NASTY BASTARD!! UHHHHHH!!” Lynch begged even though she got all of that and then some along with the extra thrills of pain from her hair being tugged on and the spanks to her rear. Each pull on her flaming locks made her body jolt back into the next stiff thrust to ensure her ass got stuffed full with dick before she shifted back onto the table just to be hauled back again. The beauty who uses the Man-Handle Slam as a finisher is now being manhandled but from her loud moans, she loved every moment of it. Even if her ring gear has been ruined inside and out from moisture and her now torn tights barely had a use with the huge hole around her ass. “FECK FECK FECK FECK!!” She howled and rapidly rubbed at her snatch with her fingers to drive herself towards a peak thanks to the expert way her ass was being fucked by the unhinged hunk behind her.

The table Lynch was bent over wobbled like it was stuck in the middle of an Earthquake from the intense way that Lumis drove in and out of her sexy backside. Those reddened cheeks clapped repeatedly into his muscular body in such a way that it might take a full week or more before the colour faded from her booty. Bucked back and forth against it while he kept her pinned over it to rail her in primal fashion and still with that stare on his face and barely any blinks at all. His talent to fuck was on display to not just keep up this wild pace for as long as he has, but to still be rock hard even at this very late stage of the action. With the limited matches he’s been seen in as of late, he could easily transfer these set of skills and make an even bigger career in the skin flick industry instead of sports entertainment. The same could easily be said of the bent-over beauty being railed deep and hard in a way that many a seasoned porn star could struggle to handle from this position alone never mind all the others she’s easily handled so far today.

“FECK! FECK YES YERR BASTARD! FECK! FECK!! FECK FECK FEEEEEEEEEEEEECKKKKK MMMMMMMMM!!!” Another long and loud moan with Becky’s eyes rolled upward and her mouth open to drool in delight. A rare moment for the usually cocky and strong beauty to give in to being pounded as she didn’t just cum hard, but unleashed a full-on squirt. The spray shot out as she rubbed away at the top of her twat to add more juices to the floor with all the sweat and discarded mess of locker room items there. Best of all, she got fucked through the peak as his dick didn’t stop even with the extra tightness when her back passage clamped around his dick. So Lynch was free to groan and stroke away at her slit even after the long squirt had finished before her hand fell away and a wide but very satisfied smile of post-sex bliss was plastered across the face of The Man.

Something else however was about to be plastered across those gorgeous features when Dexter pulled out of her ass and didn’t even spend a moment to look at how gaped open her asshole was. Instead, he used the grip of her hair to bring her down to her knees in front of him similar to how the fun began. Disturbingly, he just gripped his dick and that was all he needed to do before he started to blow a big load across Becky’s face to make her smirk and groan when the hot, thick ropes blasted over her. Getting into her flaming hair at the sides of her head while her forehead, cheeks, nose and lips got coated. Plenty of stroke out onto her as spunk dripped from her and landed down across the dark black of the wrestling top that she still had on to stand out across her chest that heaved for air. And yet, he still didn’t say a word even after he’d let go of his spent prick and stared down at the now cum-covered face of Becky Lynch after this session of cheating sex.

“Mmmmm… Damn, Dexy! Ya’ll were all backed up there, huh? Ya must have not gotten enough action on yerr own to have that amount in those big ol’ balls of yours!” Becky said with her familiar confidence as she glanced down at her chest and felt his load across her face. “Or maybe The Man just got ya all worked up somethin’ special?” She teased and impressively after all that action just pushed herself up to stand under her own power.

Despite being naked and his impressive but limp cock still in view, all Dexter does is stare without any emotion in those wide eyes that still don’t blink. So it’s not clear if he’s even gotten what he wanted out of this at all.

“Still givin’ The Man the ol’ silent treatment, huh?” Becky smirks. “Well, let’s see about that then shall we?” She decided and reached down for his cock. “Since ya already made me cheat Big Time on my man? One more the road ain’t gonna hurt…”

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Minutes later…

With the locker room floor a mess with discarded make-up, water bottles, clothing and stains of sweat, drool and juices on the floor, the sound of running water is heard from the shower area. In a squat position, an insatiable and now finally naked Becky Lynch shows a new hunger for some unfaithful action with a fuck buddy she knows can keep a secret. Since Dexter Lumis doesn’t talk at all. But he still grunts as a ‘cleaned up’ Becky slurps deeply along his cock to gag each time she pushes her face down along his cock. The chokes echo out from the shower stall while the water splashes over Lynch’s body and she greedily sucks him off to start a second round of action. A lusty, but confident look in Becky’s eyes as she stares up and rubs at her pussy with a hand. There’s a smirk around his dick even as she chokes to show she wants to get dirtier despite the fact the spunk has been washed off her face.

A scene that ensures that for her new stalker, this wouldn’t be the last time he gets to enjoy a Big Time Bang from The Man.

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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, characters etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any of its characters.

Starring: Becky Lynch, Dexter Lumis (all WWE)

Big Time Bang 2: The Man Cums Around

An erotic videogame fan-fiction story.

By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.

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This story is a follow-up/sequel to the story Big Time Bang. Prior reading of that story is not required by recommended.

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In a repurposed building in Florida…

The rarely seen as of late on WWE TV and live events Superstar of the intimidating and creepy Dexter Lumis is working on the ring post of a training ring in what is his wrestling school in this building. Clad only in a set of worn Jeans with a thick leather belt the moustached stud’s muscular body is on full display. Tightening the connector that goes from the post to the turnbuckle pad to properly tense the ropes of the ring that isn’t too far removed from the kind the WWE uses. And while the school here isn’t as high-tech or expensive as the Performance Centre, it still has the standard equipment one would expect from a professional training establishment.

What it also seems to have, however, is an unlocked front door. The sound of clicks and then a door being opened made Dexter turn and grip the wrench as he heard footsteps approach. And while he kept the same wide-eyed stare on his face, his head tellingly lifted slightly when he saw a familiar but expected person walk in.

“The Man has come around to Dexy’s lil’ training school!” Becky Lynch bragged and all too casually dumped a travel bag onto the floor before she approached the ring. The gorgeous Irishwoman had her bright red hair tied in a ponytail, while her stunning MILF body was clad in a white sleeveless workout top that hugged her rounded chest. Complemented by a set of tight black leggings that showed off her nicely juicy ass.

“So this is where ya been hidin’ from The Man, huh, Dexy?” Becky smirked and invited herself to slide into the ring where Dexter had climbed in to meet her. “Let The Man tell ya somethin’, Dexy!” She marched right up to him and poked a finger into his chest. “First, ya rummaged through The Man’s stuff, stealin’ her panties… Then ya ended up bangin’ The Man somethin’ serious backstage so that me and you ended up fuckin’ like the world was gonna end for a couple months!” She shamelessly stated, despite the fact it confirmed they’ve had an affair many times over despite her being married to a leading WWE Superstar. “Only for your creepy arse to vanish off the face of the feckin’ Earth! I had to call in a favour or two to find out where you’d been hidin’ at! With this little school of yours and all!” She motioned around with a hand. “So what the Hell do you have to say for yourself, huh?? Thinkin’ you can just bang The Man better than anyone else can and leave Big Time Becks with a serious case of bein’ Big Time unsatisfied!” She demanded with a glare.

Of course, she knew full well that Dexter didn’t talk at all just like in all their previous encounters. So his response was to reach down and loosen the heavy belt that he wore on his Jeans. Before he shoved them down and exposed that familiar, thick and long cock that she’s very experienced with.
 
“You just think that you can vanish, and the moment that The Man comes back around you can just drop yerr pants and think I’ll just drop down for a piece of you??” Becky turned her gaze from his dick as it began to harden to up at him.
Without any words yet again, Dexter simply raised a hand and gave a thumbs up while his eyes stayed locked onto hers.
“...Good.” Lynch started to smirk. “Because the kind of workout that The Man came here for ain’t got nothin’ to do with any wrestlin’ drills!” She stated and boldly lowered herself to kneel in front of the man she’s cheated on her husband with in the past and is about to do it all over again with.
Lumis gave a nod to show that he understood. Before she could reach up for his dick however, he instead moved a hand down and grabbed her flaming hair by the ponytail to make her gasp in delight before she smiled and rather obediently, never mind eagerly, moved her hands to be behind her back.

“Ya gonna make me choke, Dexy? Gonna make The Man s… MMMMMMMPPHHHH!” Becky’s cocky words were fittingly silenced with that fat slab of cock that she’d come here for. A loud moan vibrated around his inches as those inches pushed deeply into her mouth to yet again claim the married beauty’s oral hole. Willingly so as she put both hands behind her back, allowing him to thrust and send the thick crown of his rod into the back of that eager mouth. “MMMM! GAAHHHH! MMMMMPPHHH! GAAAAHHHH!” The chokes were instant as the redhead stared up with desire and a look that still showed she wanted a lot more. Even as her saliva began to spill past her lips and down her chin to kick off this sinful workout. Groaning around that dick and even able to slap her tongue up against the sides as it passes between her soft lips.

Of course, Dexter just stared down with that intense if not deranged look as he fucked Lynch’s stunning face. A steady and stiff pace that plunged his cock right into the back of that pleasurable and damn mouth of The Man. No reason to hold back here either since they both knew that she could take it without being left with a headache, and he could last far longer than many a man could with an oral hole this hot and soothing. The only sounds that escaped him were pleasured grunts and the slap of skin into skin as his dick pounded forward to stuff her full. One hand tightly held her flaming hair so he could pull her head along his dick and fill that mouth up when her lips eased down and his prick slammed forward. That ensured his dick was nicely coated with spit even at this early stage.

“GAAAAAAHH! HHHHHRKKK! MMMMM! GAAAAAAHH!” Lynch lustfully slobbered all over the fat, long cock that was being driven deep and hard into a mouth usually skilled at unleashing insults. She showed off a porn star level of skill here to take his big dick and showed neither any pain from the deep thrusts nor was worried about her white workout top being made see-through with the waterfall of spit down her neck and off her chin. This makes the fact her nipples were rock hard stand out even more as her rounded MILF tits were shown off. “GAHHHH! GAHHHH! GAHHHH! HHHHRRRKKK!” She just stayed on her knees to take it. A clear love for how filled her mouth was even if she had to cheat behind her husband’s back to get some good dick. Her hands stayed behind her back in a contrast of submission for the usually super confident and unbreakable beauty who got off on a lot more than just the sheer size of this creepy stud’s huge cock.

Even more fun was to come though when Becky’s eyes went wide in sinful delight. The confines of that hot and damp mouth weren’t enough for either of them so soon her face was hauled even further along that shaft as it invaded her snug oral tunnel. Bulging her tanned throat and more saliva escaped past her mouth when her chokes got louder and raspier. Her thighs squirmed with need and she had to clasp both hands to not just grab is legs and take over the face fucking herself. But soon her eyes rolled a bit in pleasure as she pumped back and forth to fuck her throat. It send his heavy balls into her chin with a smack that made more spit fly about and add to the mess across her tits. But still, her eyes didn’t water up and luckily for her, she could savour this wicked moment as his dick wasn’t anywhere near being close to done yet with her or her tight holes.

“GAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAAAH! MMMMMM! MMMMMPPPHH!” Becky’s tongue stayed pressed to the underside of that big cock as it rammed in and out of her mouth just to go deeper and stuff her throat full. A pace that might leave a normal woman without a voice for a good week let alone the aches from this rough pace. No such risk here as she moaned in between her chokes to show how much she loved how her gorgeous face was being used for pleasure. Her nose pressed into his skin with each thrust in and her chin repeatedly smacked off his nuts when they swung into her. “GAAAAAAAH! MMMMMPPPHH! GAHHH GAHHH GAHHHH! HHHHHLLLKKK!” Her eyes finally rolled back to again stare with a sexy, narrowed gaze that silently (well as much as her groans and gags did) told him that she was ready for more. A similarly soundless response from him with a nod before he eased his dick out. And the lewd moan that left her when she gasped for air could make many any red-blooded man cum in an instant even before the sight of her swatting her tongue against the crown of his dick as if to see ‘good job’.
“Guess yerr gonna have to buy The Man some new workout gear!” Becky joked with a smirk. “Look at the feckin’ Big Time mess that ya left The Man in, Dexy!”

Lumis didn’t respond or at least with words. He did keep a grip of her hair and used it to send her down onto all fours and eagerly, Becky pushed her hips high and out to raise her ass invitingly.
“Want a piece of The Man now, do ya?” She smirked but watched as he first picked up the heavy leather belt from his jeans. “Dexy, Dexy! At least take The Man out to dinner first before you take things in this direction!” She teased but didn’t object when he slipped the belt around her neck and held the other ends in one hand. The other reached down to her tight leggings but rather than yank them down, he made her moan just from the sensation when he ripped a hole in the crotch. Exposing her wet, smoothly shaved pussy and a bit of her thick Irish ass. “Like The Man said… Yerr gonna be payin’ for that… And The Man don’t take store brand!” She teased again but her body tellingly tensed up when he gripped the belt and applied pressure to her neck that was sensitive to begin with after that deep throat session.

“UHHHHHH! FUUUCKK!!” A shameless moan left her mouth when that big dick got thrust into her eager, wet pussy. Coupled with a new sensation of being choked but this time by a heavy belt that made her head tilt back and her body be pulled back against his dick. So once again Lynch had to control her urges, to an extent at least, and not just slam her MILF body back against another Superstar. “FUCK!! YESSSS… MMMM! THAT’S FECKIN’ IT, DEXY! CHOKE ME LIKE I’M A FECKIN’ BITCH! MMMMM! NICE AND FECKIN’ HARD… SO THIS NASTY SLUT CAN FEEL IT!” Instead, she let herself be yanked back and forth while he drove his dick stiffly into her twat. Another of her holes that from their experience they fully knew could handle a dose of deep action like this. The signs of that were clear since her snatch all too eagerly spread to accept his size and stretch her out in a way that no other man, including the one that she’s married to, has ever been able to do.

Dexter stared down and not even at her rounded ass or the sight of his dick when it vanished into her snatch thanks to the hole in her leggings, bit at her lusty expression cast over her shoulder as he made her head tilt. The belt from his pants was used like reigns to tug and control the stunning multi-time former Women’s Champion and make her tight, certified MILF body was pulled back onto his dick whenever he thrust in. So the slap of her butt cheeks into his muscular waist was soon heard to go along with their groans and all the taunts and insults, both to herself and her secret fuck buddy, that she unleashed in her thick Irish accent. A familiar feeling for them both as her snatch accepted his size to allow him to drill her balls deep and replace the layer of saliva all over his inches with her plentiful juices.

“FECK… FECK!! COME ON, YA HUNG PSYCHO BASTARD! FUCKING WRECK ME! MMMM! I DON’T WANNT FECKIN’ WALK OUT THIS DAMN RING BY THE TIME WE’RE…. AHHHHRRRKKK!!” Out of instinct when he sharply tugged on the belt to press it into her neck both hands shot up and gripped the front but instead of any attempt to ease the pressure and get more air into her lungs, she now just gripped the belt and continued to be rocked back on just her knees. “HHHHHKKKK!! AAAHHHHH… H-HARDER… F-FECKIN’ CHOKE ME!!” She hissed out the beg and when he did just that, she groaned out and made spit drool down over the belt before her tongue briefly dangled out of her mouth. Lost in the lust and being fucked while still clothed as her tits swayed in her soaked top while the hole in her bottoms slowly ripped a little more with each new, hard thrust that she took.

Most men would revel in the sight of the former WrestleMania Main Event winner and Becky Two Belts being in such a submissive, sex-drunk state. For Lumis, he still only ‘spoke’ in sinful grunts and groans as he rammed his dick into that moist twat. A machine-like pace to stuff his thick rod into her snatch and make her ass slap off his body stiffly. A dual risk here since her ass slowly turning a little pink from the hard collisions with his muscular frame would be difficult for her to explain to her husband after this, But now she had a mark that formed along her neck to make it seem she’d spent the day at a bondage fetish sex club or worse instead of the pro wrestling training that had been her excuse to go away for the day. Add in the ruined state of her clothes and she’d need one Hell of a cover-up to hide all this cheating.

“HHHHNNNNGGG!! AHHHHHH!! F-FECK!! HHHHNNNN!” Becky’s eyes narrowed from the mix of pleasure and pain that thrilled her. Out of a need she never knew she had before, when the belt was next tugged onto her she moved her face to intentionally make the belt ride up from her neck. Sinfully, her teeth clamped onto it to dig in and apply pressure to her lips and mouth and make herself look even more like an animal with a harness on her. Or better yet, a bitch in heat with how soaked her snatch still is. “GAAAAAAAHHHH! HHHHHHRRRKKK! NNNNNNGGGHHH!!” The belt hauled her back and forth and now acted like a gag to muffle her grunts and moans while more saliva drooled onto the heavy material. A good thing that the belt was of sturdy, quality stuff or else she might have been able to chimp through it before a lesser strap might have just snapped from the pressure.

Dexter’s stare remained intense and stayed glued onto her look of deep desire as sweat formed across her face and exposed skin but not quite in the way it began to appear on his naked body. His hips drove back and forth to slam his crotch into her plump backside and ram all his thick inches into her twat in the process. So even now there had been drips of juices from her well-stuffed snatch left on the canvas for evidence for him to clean up. No doubt that wouldn’t be an issue but there was no way to tell as his expression remained stone-like without any pleasure, let alone any sign that seeing the wild state of Becky being left sex-drunk from the belt chokes was either his plan all along or even better than he’d hoped for. It certainly made it seem like for Lynch she might never be able to get off on ‘regular’ sex after this encounter.

“MMMMPPPHHHH!! FECK!!” Becky was finally allowed to gasp out when he released the grip of the belt and she slumped forward a bit before she pushed up onto all four to pant for a bit. “Y-You...” Her hands squeezed the belt that she now held before her head tilted up with a wicked grin. “You’ve gone and done it now, Dexy!” She purred before she suddenly turned around and nearly tackled him to the ring canvas and nearly made them both tumble through the ropes as Lumis ended up down near the ropes. “You’ve got the man all feckin’ worked up… And now she’s gonna ride the shit out of ya and yerr big, fat, stalker cock!!” She said, although her words were ironic since this time she’d been the one to track him down for some action. She didn’t let the facts get in the way of a good time when she used the belt first to wrap around his gloved hands, a firm enough grip to tie the wrists together and leave his hands above his head before she secured him for good measure to the bottom ring rope to trap him in place. Before she eased back and pushed his big cock back into her snatch and grabbed the middle ropes for support as she started to shift her twat along his rod.

“MMMMM! OH YEAH! MMMMM FECK! THE MAN HAS COME AROUND… MMMMM! TO FUCK THE EVER-LOVIN’ HELL… AHHHH! OUT OF DEXY’S BIG FECKIN DICK! MMMMM!” Lynch rather proudly said as she drove her gorgeous, toned and tanned body up and down to stuff his dick into her snatch. Unfazed by the fact that she’s taken his dick through the hole that’s in her ruined workout pants as her thick backside smacks down sharply into his body to make that gap tear a bit more with her stiff and smooth bounces. “MMMMM! HOW’S IT FEEL, DEXY?? MMMM! MAKING ME SNEAK AWAY FROM HOME… DITCHIN’ MY FECKIN HUSBAND AND KID… MMMMM! TO BOUNCE AWAY ON THAT FAT FECKIN’ DICK OF YOURS… LIKE A DIRTY OL’ SLUT! MMMM!” She even out on a show not just with the red hot dirty talk, enhanced by that thick Irish accent of hers. Her hands left the ring ropes, which wobbled from how eagerly she’d used them to assist with her bounces before she reached down and hauled her spit-soaked top up and over her head to toss it away to the ropes of the practice ring that they are fucking in. So now her rounded and nicely sized MILF tits could bounce away as she worked along his dick and pleasured the both of them and gripped the middle cable to help her work her snatch up and down on his length.

For his part in all of this, Dexter just laid back and took it but tellingly didn’t make any move to free his hands from being bound together and kept his arms back behind him so he could be used like a human dildo for the wicked needs of the woman who had been the target of his desires all along. So it was a wise move to let her just bounce herself silly on that thick rod and get supreme pleasure out of it. He still only grunted and groaned from her stiff shifts as all of his inches got stuffed up into her snatch but didn’t thrust even once. So that she could continue that strong addiction to fucking a man that she wasn’t married to and stretch her pussy out to match the shape of his member.

“MMMMM YEAH! LOOK AT THE MAN… MMMMM! RIDIN’ DICK LIKE A CHEAP WHORE! MMMM! LIKE A FECKIN’ PORN STAR… STUFFIN’ HERSELF FULL WITH ALL THAT BIG FECKIN’ DICK LIKE A CHAMP! MMMMM!” Becky all too proudly said with a lick of her lips to match. Her long red hair got messy, barely held in the ponytail from the swings as she jolted up and down. Just another sight to enjoy along with the amount of sweat that dripped down her to technically make this a workout but nothing like the wrestling drills and the like that she’d claimed she had gone across States for. “MMMMM! THINK YA CAN MAKE THE MAN CUM, DEXY? MMMM! MAYBE SQUIRT… AHHHHH FECK!! LIKE A DIRTY BITCH… ALL OVER THIS FAT FECKIN DICK? MMMM! THE MAN THINGS YOU FECKIN’ CAN, YA MAD, SILENT BASTARD! MMMMM!” She almost ranted in between her loud moans and stiff bounces on his shaft. The dirty talk, moans and sharp slap when her tanned frame dropped down onto his built frame echoed around this wrestling school and the action was so loud it might even be heard through the walls with how shamelessly she rode him.

Although any WWE title success has eluded Dexter in his sports entertainment career so far, he showcased a level of erotic skill here (and not just from being able to handle a wild ride like this) that could earn plenty of skin flick awards if he ever changed careers. The same of course went for the lusty Irishwoman mounted on top of him who groaned and shifted to stuff her needy, tight and wet pussy full with dick as if she was more suited for this than the Hall of Fame-level accomplishments that she’s racked up so far. And here, Lumis despite being a powerful, muscular and fully grown man was technically the one being used since his hands were bound while he was on his back. He allowed himself to be used and it got exactly what they both wanted out of this.

“MMMMM! FECK! IS THAT… UHHHH! ALL YA GOT FOR ME, DEXY? MMMMM! THE MAN NEEDS… AHHHH FECK! A LOT BLOODY MORE… MMMMM! THAN JUST A FAT FECKIN’ COCK TO BOUNCE AWAY ON!” Her dirty talk this time sounded like a challenge when she came to a stop on his body but kept his rod stuffed up into that moist love tunnel. Her hands left the middle rope to now slide down his muscular and nicely coated in sweat chest before she moved up and started to undo the belt around the lowest rope and then his hands. “How about it, Dexy… MMMM… Wanna slam The Man full with that fat feckin’ cock of yours?” She purred into his ear while he pulled the belt and draped it around her neck and over her shoulders like a trophy. “Wanna break me in half… Stretch me out so I can’t feel my poor husband's dick inside of my filthy, cheatin’ pussy ever again?” She said before she leaned back to grind her pussy down onto his crotch with a groan before she licked her lips. “Well? Don’t make The Man wait, Dexy! Let’s see ya pound me stupid and make me cum the brain cells out of my slutty head like we both know you can!” She demanded before she eased off from that fuck-stick and got to her feet.

Whether it was from the naughty taunts or just an acceptance of her open offer to go for it, Dexter soon rushed back to his feet and grabbed Lynch by the waist to lift her off the mat of the wrestling ring. Fittingly, Lynch soon felt her back against one of the turnbuckles of the squared circle so she would be kept fully off from the ground. She helped in that when her legs wrapped around his muscular frame to cross heels behind his back while she flipped the belt over his neck and used the grip of it to keep pressure and position onto him. All as his big dick yet again got stuffed deep into her snatch so he could start to fuck her hard and this time joined by her eager bounces to drive that wet pussy along his rod. So her rounded tits brushed against his broad chest with a perfectly timed motion performed by them both.

“FECK! YES! GIVE IT TO ME! FECK! STUFF ME FULL WITH… UHHHHH! WITH THE BIG FECKIN’ DICK! COME ON! FUCKIN’ WRECK ME! BREAK ME! MMMMM! MAKE ME CUM LIKE A FECKIN’ WHORE!” She equally demanded and begged while she did just as fine of a job to move her snatch sharply up and down on that dick when it drove up deep to go in to the hilt into her snatch. So alone, either of them could have stopped and the other would have been able to give this high amount of pleasure from the solo work. Their status as unfaithful fuck buddies meant they couldn’t help but just go at it in such shameful fashion like this. The sweat slowly dripped down their bodies and her snatch left his dick so soaked with juices that it fell to his balls along with right to the canvas of the ring not too dissimilar to where they make a living on worldwide TV.

The eyes of Big Time Becks narrowed before she tightened the grip of the belt and used it to bring both of their faces in close before she pressed her lips against his. It wasn’t because she knew her former stalker and now favourite dick to bounce on (which again said a lot about why she felt the need to risk the break-up of her marriage to fuck someone else other than her husband) didn’t talk. Just another sign of her strong lust that she wanted to make out with him as they fucked and did so with closed eyes. An exchange of moans and spit as her tongue shoved into his mouth to explore around and dance with his all as she continued to jolt and drive her snatch straight down to take his dick in whenever he thrust up for a perfectly paced and stiff motion.

All the intense and loud moans from the multi-time Women’s Champion were muffled by the new smooch that she did, and contrasted by the fact that his eyes stayed wide for that more creepy intense look compared to her sinful one. He still pounded away to stuff her love tunnel full with his fat cock and kept her held off from the canvas against the corner of the ring. Sweat was being left from off her back onto the pads that covered the turnbuckles for just more evidence of the action that’s gone on. To go with the splats of juices and moisture on the mat and the scent of sex that was in the air. They were both too far gone to worry about that as they went at it with equal energy as she drove sharply up and down and he timed his thrusts to pound upward when her snatch got lowered down.

“MMMMPHHHH! MMMMM! MMMMMM!!” Lynch’s eyes rolled upward again for another shameful expression of lust that was far removed from the usual badass and confident look of the woman nicknamed The Man. Far more suited for the kind of dirty whore that she’s all too happily referred to herself as during this and their previous encounter. It only added to the scene when her hungry lips captured his tongue for a loud slurp to drool her spit onto him while she shuddered on his cock. The timing of the bounces was missed by her as he continued to drill her snatch so that she had little choice, as if she had any plans to stop, but to cum nice and hard on his fat dick. “MMMMM! MMMMM… MMMMM...” Eventually, her hands let go of the belt before her head pulled back and she released his tongue as the back of her head rolled against the top turnbuckle as she got fucked through that strong peak. More sweat and a loose strand of her red hair were left on the pad but the sight to most see was the wide grin on her face when her eyes locked onto his still creepy stare. She was far from done and they both knew it when he let go of her and pulled out to make her groan with need.

“Dexy… Dexy, Dexy, Dexy! The Man is just as worked up as yerr are!” Becky smirked and looked over his thick, long and importantly still rock-hard cock. “So then… Shall we get back to it? Ya hung whackjob of a stud that ya are!” She teased before she reached down and finished the job that she started. A firm tear, that showed even after an orgasm she still had plenty left in the tank, to rip her ruined leggings off her body and leave her properly naked and soaked in sweat. “The Man knows you’ve been eyein’ up this fat arse of mine all day...” She added as she tossed the clothing out of the ring. “Oh? Wanna tie me up again, do ya, dirty Dexy?” She grinned when she saw him pick up his belt. “Do ya worst then! Or I guess best when it comes to ya!” She added and moved out from the corner.

Ask and you shall receive and for Big Time Becks that came when he grabbed her to spin her around to face away before he lifted her off the ground again but this time she was pressed with her against his chest. No need to use the turnbuckle for support when he brought her legs up and against her MILF body and out of instinct, she made her arms go up and do the same. A grunt left her when he used that belt to tie up not just her feet but her hands together in a one to trap her in place and make her tanned and toned body curl up a bit. A sinful version of a Full Nelson for her to be stuck in as he crossed her arms over her bent back limbs to grip the back of her flaming-haired head with his hands. That secure hold was used to bring her body down and push his fat cock, only lubed up by her pussy juices, into the last of her tight holes that he had to use today but has been deeply familiar with in the past.

“UHHHHH! AHHHHHH FECK!! FECK YES, YOU NASTY BASTARD! AHHHHHH FECK! FECK THAT ARSE! MMMMMM FECK!! MMMMM! FECKIN’ BREAK ME! MMMMM!!” She demanded with a loud yell of a moan from her hooked up, tied up and curled up state she was well on the way to being broken in more ways than one. Unable to even bounce on that dick as it pushed up deep into her tightness and it was a sure sign of how built she and her stunning MILF body were to be fucked that she didn’t cry out in pain either from the rough anal or how she was being contorted during the anal action. Gripped behind the hand while her legs and arms were bound for a position that many an experienced skin flick star wouldn’t be able to last in. Let alone after one hard orgasm before this next round of action turned things up to another level. “COME ON! AHHHHH! HARDER YOU BASTARD! MMMMM! MOTHER-FECKER! DIRTY SON OF A BITCH! COME ON! MMMMM! WRECK MY FAT ARSE! SPLIT ME OPEN! MMMMM! I DON’T WANNA FECKIN' WALK AFTER WE’RE DONE! MMMMMM FECK!!” She shouted with almost a lustful rage. Equally aware that this was some of the best sex that she’d gotten from any relationship and that included the marriage that was supposed to be happily in, but that even this level of sex that would easily blow any woman’s mind was still not quite enough to satisfy Becks’ Big Time needs.

Luckily for her this deranged man who had gone from a stalker who rummaged through her panties to now being in them, he was well-equipped to satisfy her intense needs. His wide-eyed glare remained burned into the back of her red-haired head to keep the Full Nelson locked on but a far more XXX-rated once compared to a simple wrestling hold. A profound amount of sweat left a shine on his muscular frame like this sapped more energy and needed more effort behind it than not just any practice session but any match that he’s ever been a part of. The loud slap rang out with each stiff thrust he sent deep into her asshole. A hard collision when his waist hit her plump and rounded ‘Irish Lass cheeks’ that have been much lusted after by sports entertainment fans and beyond for years even without her current MILF status. Here, her rump showed that she could handle the rough anal that left her tanned cheeks with a new tint of colour from the repeated smacks which again would be another piece of evidence very hard to explain to anyone, let alone her husband across the country who suspected nothing about why his wife needed to go to another State for ‘training’.

“AHHHH FECK YES!! FUCK!! FECK MY ARSE!! MMMMM! FUCK MY ASS! I DON’T GIVE A FLYIN’ SHITE!! MMMMM! WRECK MY SHIT UP! MMMMM! RUIN ME! MMMMM! SLAM ME STUPID LIKE THE FECKIN’… MMMMM! COCK-DRUNK BITCH I’VE BEEN ALL ALONG! AHHHHH FUCK!!” The only thing being trained right now was her tight back passage. Being reshaped to fit the shape of this long American cock as it rammed hard in and out of her so much that made her lusty dirty talk throw in the slang and words more familiar to this side of the Atlantic Ocean along with those from her homeland. It all still sounded red-hot thanks to her thick Irish accent and the expression of intense desire that was across her sweat-covered, gorgeous face. “FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK FUCK FUCK!! OOOOOOOOH FEEEEEEEECK!! MMMMMM! FECK! MY BLOODY ARSE… AHHHHHH! IT’S NEVER F-FELT THIS FECKIN’ GOOD BEFORE! AHHHHHH FUCK! DON’T STOP! MMMMM! MORE! FUCK MY SHIT UP! FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE MMMMMM!!” She begged without any shame while the sweat fell from her, her flaming hair got messy and barely held together in a ponytail and her pussy continued to drip with arousal. The fact that she was still moist without her snatch being touched at all showed not just her love for anal sex but that she could get off on it being this hard. Held completely off the floor, bound and curled up as her asshole for pulverized by a massive cock.

Lumis still barely blinked even as her hair swayed and brushed against his handsome but often deranged face. The only sounds that left him were primal grunts to show his pleasure from how tightly, even after this harsh pace, her back passage stayed pressed around his thickness. The smack rang out loudly around his training school each time he pumped up and her juicy ass slapped into his body but neither of them felt any pain despite the hard collision. The machine-like rhythm fitted the moment with how his cock worked like a piston into that tight and still needy hole of a woman who was not just one of the most talented in-ring performers in WWE history but easily one of the most desirable ones too. Not that any of that mattered now with how much of a deprived and desperate whore the married mother looked like as she got held up and stuffed even harder than most porn stars have ever taken it in their lives.

“FUCK! FUCK YES! YES! AHHHHH! MORE! COME ON, DEXTER! MMMMM! FILL ME UP… AHHHHH! WITH THAT BIG FECKIN’ DICK OF YOURS! MMMMM! OWN MY FAT, SLUTTY ARSE… AHHHHH! WITH THAT MASSIVE COCK!! MMMMM!” Lynch continued to pant and look far removed from the WrestleMania Main Event winner, Four Horsewoman member and former singles and Tag Team Champion that she’s been over her outstanding WWE career. A life better served to be a human cock-sleeve might be far better suited if she can be curled up, pounded and have her ass wrecked with a huge dick and still want more. “FECK! AHHHH! YOU DAMN STALKIN’ BASTARD! MOTHERFUCKER!! SON OF… MMMMM! A DIRTY BITCH!! YES! FUCK THAT ASS! MMMMM! BREAK ME! AHHHHH! MMMMM! I’M F-FECKIN’ CLOSE AGAIN, DEXTER!” She was so caught up in the pleasure that she didn’t register she’d gone from a mere nickname to this stud to a full name which alone showed how much that she’d given in to the desire. For now, she just bucked and groaned without any true movement to bounce freely. A moment that showed again that all it took was for one of them to do the main amount of work and the pleasure would still be sky high compared to if they properly worked into one another like the fuck buddies they now were.

The fun wasn’t quite over yet when Dexter used the grip to lift Becky off from his dick. Her hands and feet still stayed tied together by the belt from his Jeans but now she went from being in a Full Nelson to a more sexual version of the Piledriver position. Her shoulders, head and sprawled hair were on the canvas along with her legs and arms back behind her and her hips were raised as she stayed curled up rather like a stacked pin cover for a match. She was able to stare down her sweat-soaked MILF body to see him take a mount position and drive his dick back into her ass. One hand gripped her hip to keep her in place but the other moved down to rub across her soaked pussy while he leaned over in a primal, dominant performance to make the most of The Man being at his very willing mercy,

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” The Irish red-head just howled in delight as her back passage got rammed full of fat dick all over again. The motion now made her jolt on her upper back and shoulders and left sweat on the canvas she was on. The added benefit of pleasure was even stronger than before now that her wet slit was being stimulated to that juices dripped down along her toned stomach while she got bucked back and forth. “FECK! FECK! FECK FECK FECK!! AHHHHHHHH!! FEEEEEEEEECKK!!!” She could barely form words now with how good it felt. Being pounded deep and hard as the slap of skin against skin echoed out to the far corners of this wrestling school. Controlled, bound and pumped swiftly like she was a defeated trophy for this deranged man. A prize more valuable than any pro wrestling Championship to make her so cock-drunk that she might be fucked so hard that it could render her unable to compete for a day or two.

The difference between the mindsets of the two was clear from where their gazes were locked on. His intense and creepy stare, rarely blinking, was on her pleasured face as the sweat poured off of her and strands of her red hair were stuck to her face. No doubt motivated to make this married babe be driven wild by his fat cock that’s now been balls deep into all of her tight holes. Her stare meanwhile was on the hypotonic sight of his dick when it drove balls deep into her backside over and over again. The swift and stiff strokes let a couple of inches of his shaft appear and then vanish back down into her rump from above, coupled with his heavy balls when they smacked into his skin. She didn’t even glance at how his fingers wickedly brushed across her snatch to make sure that she was soaked and ready to cum hard all over again from another intense round of unfaithful action.

“AHHHHH! AHHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK! MMMMMM! AHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUCKKK!!” More loud howls and lusty groans left the talented female WWE Superstar who right now made it seem like she’d be way more suited and successful in this kind of on-her-back activity than anything to do with moves and matches. Ironic since right now she was being railed hard in the same kind of ring where she’s become a global celebrity and from the cock-drunk look across her face she’d be happy to switch to this every day if she could get away with it. “FUCK! YES! FUCK! GONNA CUM! DON’T STOP! AHHHHH! GONNA CUM!! YES! FUCK! YES YES YES!!” She panted and gasped and felt her body tense up, and not simply from the strain of her legs and arms being pinned back and against her for this curled-up position. Another strong peak was on the way, driven by his huge cock and almost ruthless anal sex from a man who had managed to go from sinister stalker to newfound lover. Even if she has to get it good from a man who isn’t the one she’s married to.

Lynch was so lost in the joy that she headbanged in a way to nod back and forth to crave the high as the thrusts drove into her asshole and his fingers slid across her twat. A twist now that her eyes were disturbingly wide to give a look not that far removed from the exact one that the man balls deep into her ass gave her. So perhaps it was when her gaze lifted and the two fuck buddies locked onto the other that it finally sent Lynch over the edge in delight. Not just an orgasm, however, but one so intense that she unleashed a full-on squirt when she came. The spray gushed out to just splatter shamefully back down and across her body to soak her from stomach to chest, and face to hair to make her groan and gargle when her fluids splashed over her features and into her mouth. Spilling out past her lips before without even any second thought that she gulped it down with a lusty groan and got to enjoy the rest of the peak when he impressively pounded away even with the extra grip around his dick as a result of her high.

That wasn’t the only mess that came her way, pun intended, when he suddenly pulled his cock out from her gaped-wide asshole and furiously stroked off. Still no words left him but plenty of grunts when he pulsed and began to spray his load down over that still-bound body. The thick, hot ropes of spunk added to the sweat and juices now across her and thanks to how curled-up she still was, he could mark his territory in a way to soak her from the toned stomach to her rounded MILF tits. With still plenty to splatter over her gorgeous face and catch into her sprawled-out hair as well for good measure. A Big Time load that was perfect for Becks and left her with a cock-drunk grin as the last drips were flicked onto her finally tired and satisfied body.

“Mmmmmm...” Becky groaned before she blinked a few times to regain her focus and see the mess that was across her. “Yerr better have a decent shower around here, Dexy!” She teased with a smirk and didn’t seem to mind that she was still bound.
Dexter, of course, didn’t respond with words. But the sweat-covered hunk merely extended an arm and gave a thumbs up to confirm it. Before he moved down and scooped up the still-tied and curled-up beauty in his arms.
“Yerr a real Gent’, ain’t ya, Dexy?” Lynch laughed as she was carried towards the ropes. “I might even let ya keep The Man all tied up for a lil’ while longer... If ya scrub The Man’s back real nice, that is!” She claimed and from the sound of the lusty hint in her voice, this still might not be the end of their ‘training’ today.

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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, characters etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any of its characters.

Starring: Becky Lynch, Dexter Lumis (all WWE)

Big Time Bang 3: Hotel Havoc

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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This story is a follow-up/sequel to the stories Big Time Bang 1 and 2. Prior reading of those stories is not required but recommended.

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In an expensive hotel room in Washington, DC.

“Well the tour today went real well, ol’ hubby of mine…” The ever-confident, redheaded Irishwoman and badass WWE Superstar Becky Lynch said down the phone to her husband as she walked with a travel bag in her other hand. Clad in a stylish and shimmering silver metallic dress with long sleeves, high boots and an open but covered skin-coloured front against her rounded chest. With dark tights on to hug her thick ass and her long hair down her shoulders and her back. “Nothin’ like promotin’ this damn book of mine ready for all the fans to get a piece of… And hopefully not just for the couple of spicy pictures that I managed to slip into it too!” She bragged as she concluded a busy day of promotion for her life story ‘Not Your Average Average Girl’ with a well-deserved night of rest at her hotel room.

Or at least that had been her plan as she approached the door and found that it had been left slightly open by just an inch. “Uh huh…” She nodded and listened to the call from her husband while she pushed open the door with her foot. Her eyes went wide when she saw the man who had gone from just being a locker room stalker for about a year or so to being a secret lover and fuck buddy in another WWE Superstar, Dexter Lumis. She barely had time to motion for him to be silent (ironic, since he doesn’t talk) let alone register the fact that he was completely naked with his cock rock hard and ready for her before he grabbed her by the ass and hauled her and her bag into the room and closed the door behind them.

“MMMMMPPHHH…” Becky couldn’t help herself and put her arm out wide to the call couldn’t pick it up as her other hand grabbed the back of his head and hauled him into a lusty kiss. The kind that a happily married woman shouldn’t have to circle her tongue around his and make out to work her lips against him. While he groped her thick ass and his big cock brushed against her thigh. This went on for a solid minute to swap spit and exchange groans before she finally broke it off.

“What? Oh, sorry, hubby! The Man got distracted… Someone slipped a bit of fan mail under The Man’s door!” Lynch lied and used her free hand to grab him by the dick and lead him further into the room close to a coffee table that had a copy of her book on the top. “You know how some of these weirdo stalkers can be…” She said with a smirk to tease Lumis before she bent forward to flaunt her body and stroked his cock. A glance around to see that the expensive hotel room was unchanged with the spacious bed made up and the curtains drawn. “Sneakin’ about and getting’ into places they shouldn’t be…” She said and locked eyes with Dexter as she stroked his length. “So what were you sayin’? Back on the road this weekend or somethin’?”

Yet again, Becky had to hold her phone out to the side when Dexter took hold of her long hair and shoved his fat cock between her lips to make her eyes narrow with desire. Loud slurps and chokes as she got her throat filled up with dick to make her legs buckle slightly from the roughness. A twist of her head made his bell-end poke the side of her cheek before she pulled off and spat down onto his dick. Only for that shaft to get smacked onto the side of her face to show that her secret lover didn’t plan to wait any longer for a piece of her. “I feckin’ told you, Dexy! We can’t keep doin’ this shite!” She hissed at him with a glare of half anger and the rest desire. To which he just made his usual intense and creepy stare. “...Fine! One last time, but after this? This is feckin’ it, ya fat-cocked weirdo!!” She warned him and that got a nod from him before she brought the phone back to her ear.

“That’s great, hubby! Well, The Man will talk to ya tomorrow! Say high to the kiddo for me again and The Man will Come Around back to ya real soon!” Lynch lied and quickly ended the call, just to toss the phone away to her bag across the room before she got hauled forward by her long hair to kneel on the coffee table of the room. “Ya couldn’t feckin’ wait until I was done, could ya? Yerr dirty feckin’… MMMMPPPHHH!” Her words were cut off when that fat cock was pushed back into her mouth but she didn’t object at all. An eager push along that shaft as she wrapped her lips around him and started to suck him off. Groans were let out around his shaft while he moaned and enjoyed that familiar oral hole. Warm and wet with steady, deep pushes to send his crown into the back of her mouth.

“MMMMM! GAAAAAAHHH! MMMMM… HHHHRRRKKK…” Lustful chokes left The Man as she bobbed along his dick and applied her spit. A steady pace to shift her head along his shaft and work those full lips along him. All too happy to cheat on her husband, moments after a phone call with him, and drool all over a long, thick dick. “MMMM! MMMPPHHH! GAAAAHHH! MMMMM…” She went at it hands-free, just with her palms on her thick thighs to hold herself in place to shift and suck on this big cock even as the table slightly wobbled underneath her along with a slight sway of the hair. She wickedly smirked around that rod even as she choked whenever her pretty face pushed down along him to show how much she loved the last along with the sensation of being stuffed. She could enjoy this too, since she knew this hunk could last in a red-hot mouth like hers.

The gags only continued when he gripped her hair with both hands to make a high ponytail of those flaming locks. A hard thrust to drive his cock beyond just that pleasurable mouth and deep into her throat. A feeling that made Lynch’s eyes roll back in delight as she choked louder than before. Overwhelmed in more ways than just his powerful pace when he worked that thickness like a piston between her lips. More saliva drooled down, going along her chin and neck while his heavy balls slapped off her chin. The tough, badass Irishwoman just took it from this big slab of American dick. Happy to let her throat be fucked by this huge cock as she slobbered and groaned around him. Fresh, raspy chokes were heard as she gagged but stayed in place to not even flinch as her mouth got hammered.

“GAAAAAAAH! HHHHHRRRKKK! MMMMM! GAAAAAAAHH!” Lust burned in her eyes as she fought through the discomfort that made her water up and her sexy make-up started to run with the black tears that slowly ran. Along with the saliva that went down her neck from this stiff face fuck and made a mess over her MILF tits and her lavish dress. That was none of her worries as she let this hunk pound her throat to use her like a porn star and make her moans vibrate off his length. “GAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHH! HHHHHLLLKKK! GAAAAAAAHH!” Her gorgeous face got yanked along that shaft to pull her down whenever that dick got slammed up into her throat. Pumped deeply to make the spit spill out and soak his length down to the balls. Splats even fell to hit her beloved life-story book on the table that shook underneath her from being used for this oral action.

“AHHHHHH!! IS THAT ALL YERR GOT, YA HUNG BASTARD!!” Becky gasped out in desire when he yanked his dick out, just to slap that heavy meat against her chin and mess up the makeup some more. “MAKE ME FEEL IT, YA NASTY FECKIN’ PERVERT!” She dared and then moaned in delight when he drove back in for another quick round of deep thrusts into that snug and hot oral tunnel. Her teared-up eyes rolled back again in shameful pleasure from the motion and in turn, the hunk in front of her groaned deeply with each stiff thrust. A machine-like pace to drive in and out of her slobbering mouth to leave the front of her dress, that prized book, the table and his length soaked in her drool. A filthy state to match the thick streaks of eyeliner tears down her cheeks but from the intense look from her she could have been mouth fucked like this all night long and still wouldn’t be satisfied yet.

“AHHHHH! FUCK!!” Becky moaned loudly when he pulled out of her mouth and she was in such a state of lust that she didn’t even grab at her throat. “Not even givin’ The Man a feckin’ break??” She smirked as he hauled her from the table, which made her book tumble off with a splat to the carpet of the room, and right over onto the lavish couch in the room. “Dirty Dexy… Just how The Man feckin’ likes it!” She smirked and didn’t protest when he pulled her on top of him for a cowgirl position while he lay on the couch. A gasp from her when he reached under that dress and ripped a hole in her tights to gain access to her tight pussy which, not surprisingly, was moist even before he shoved his cock bareback into her needy snatch.

“OH FECK!! MMMMM! YA FECKER!! MMMMM!” Becky tossed her head back in delight as the ruthless pounding began all over again but this time to drill that snug pussy with deep thrusts. Little time for her body to adjust as her snatch was forced wide to take this huge length and from that grip of her hole, it was clear that she was used to a far smaller, slimmer dick than this from her husband. “MMMM! Yerr not even… AHHHH! Lettin’ The Man… MMMM! Ride ya! Ya horny fecker!! MMMM!” Lynch teased as he gripped her still dress-covered waist while he thrust stiffly into her snugness. Her hands were on his chest to stay in place while she got bucked along his prick from those powerful thrusts. The kind of pace that might test what a porn star could handle but here it just made her long red hair sway behind her. Her tits bounced in her dress and the bottom shifted to give glimpses of that fine, thick ass of the WWE Superstar.

Dexter, silent as ever, just stared as his groans showed his approval. Happy to help himself not just to a feel of her plump booty but to sharp spanks whenever he raised his hand. The slap rang out around the hotel room along with pleasured hisses from Lynch at the slaps. Coupled by how his dick rammed deep into her slot so in no time at all he was balls deep in that familiar twat. Juices now covered his shaft to replace her spit and plenty more to come as even while underneath her he controlled the pace. He was able to dominate the usually confident and untouchable beauty to make her moan in delight with each thrust and spank to her rear. The hole in her tights slowly grew with each buck and pump along with the jiggle of her rear.

“FECK! YEAH! COME ON! MMMMM! FECK THAT PUSSY! MMMMM! GET IT IN DEEP, YA NASTY BASTARD! MMMMM! BANG THAT TIGHT, DIRTY, CHEATIN’ PUSSY OF THE MAN! MMMMM FECK!!” She begged and groaned with a wide, shameless smile and a slight grind of her slot down onto his prick. The sweat had started to form even at this still early stage of the fun and the couch that they were using slightly creaked from the rough pace that the pro wrestlers used here. Another toss of her hair cleared her view and she slid her hands with approval along his broad chest as his dick pounded away into her snatch. “MMMMM! THAT ALL YA GOT, DEXY?? MMMM! COME ON! MMMMM! GIVE IT TO THE MAN! AHHHHH! POUND THAT FECKIN’ PUSSY LIKE THE DIRTY FECKER I KNOW YA ARE!!” She licked her lips and didn’t care that her make-up was ruined while her snatch got slammed full with a big dick. Soon a new hiss left her when another slap was delivered to her juicy rear and even with her tights on, the red handprint slowly formed which would be another questionable piece of evidence that would be hard to explain to the man she’s married to if he saw it.

The thrusts were relentless to drill her pussy deep and make it stretch perfectly around the shape of his massive size. Far from the first time that they’ve gone at it but each time feels divine to make him moan whenever he is buried in deep. Only a few inches were pulled out before that dick rammed back home into that wet slot. Accompanied by a new hard spank to her ass so both cheeks took it even as her snatch got the main event treatment here. His eyes stayed locked up at her beautiful face to watch her moan with that intense, if not disturbed, trademark stare even with the other visual treats of the way her tits jiggled or down to see his cock vanish into her twat just to reappear in the next moment.

“OOOOOH FECK!! MMMMM! YERR ALL WORKED UP, DEXY! AHHHHH FECK!!” The multi-time former singles Champion across Raw, Smackdown and NXT grinned wickedly as she enjoyed the way her pussy got slammed hard from underneath. Thrilled as her ass got spanked repeatedly while her dress swayed like crazy. “MMMMM! BUT IS THAT ALL YA GOT?? MMMM! I EXPECT YA TO… UHHHHH! FECK!! RAIL THE FECKIN’ SHITE OUT OF ME! MMMM! UNTIL I CAN’T FECKIN’ THINK STRAIGHT!” She claimed with a tease of her nails to rake down his chest without a mark even being left on his muscular body. She still moaned as his dick slammed in and out so that the smack of their bodies rang out along with the moans and those sharp slaps. Until he suddenly stopped to make them both groan when he pulled out of her wet box.

“Did I touch a nerve, Dexy?” She licked her lips but soon her eyes widened when he reached up for her chest. A loud gasp when he used that Superstar strength to primally tear that expensive dress off at the front. Sequins and material went flying as the attire was torn from that gorgeous, nicely muscular MILF body of hers to toss away. “Fecker!! Yerr better pay for that!!” She smirked and wasn’t even pissed off at the waste of expense from that. Or the next moment when he pushed her off and she went onto the floor. Just for him to stand behind her and raise her hips high while she propped up on her palms. In instinct, her legs curled back to embrace his waist and even locked behind her back for the full Wheelbarrow position as his cock rammed back into her snatch to leave her fucked half on the floor. Her tits on the carpet to press while her face brushed against the hotel room curtains in front of the window to leave a stain of make-up and sweat on it.

“UHHHHH! FECKER! MMMMM! YES! FECK!! NICE AND HARD! COME ON!!” Even as the pace started deep and hard to make her plump ass clap loudly off of his waist, The Man wanted even more as she looked back to watch her body being held and used by a fellow Superstar. Her snatch dripped with arousal and her tits rubbed on the floor while she held her lower body in place enough for this rough position.” MMMM! FECKER! YES! COME ON! AHHHHH! FECKIN’ RAIL ME! MMMM! SPLIT ME FECKIN’ OPEN! AHHHH! SHOVE THAT DAMN, FAT BLOODY DICK DEEP IN MY DIRTY, CHEATIN’ PUSSY! MMMMMM! FECK!!” She demanded with loud groans. Sharp pumps drove that big dick deeply into her slot that stayed clamped around his pole to savour each pump. Now in her naked state, aside from the long boots and tights, the sweat that formed on her body was clear to make the Irish beauty look hotter than ever as she got fucked from behind.

The smack that rang out when his cock buried into her twat was constant with the sharp and steady pace to plough into that tight box. He was easily able to use his strength to hold the position and keep that ass raised while he used her pussy. Those heavy balls smacked off his skin and his hands stayed firmly on her waist to treat the married beauty like property. No regrets either about being balls deep inside of that MILF pussy without any protection on. Not that she had any worries about any early finish here since she knew this hunk could last and give her this kind of wild action all night long. The kind of good time that she’s built for but can’t get without going behind her man’s back for this big long cock.

“MMMM!! AHHHHH! YEAH, YA HUNG BASTARD! FECKIN’ RAIL ME! GIVE ME THAT BIG FECKIN’ DICK! MMMMM! FECK! FUCK! AHHHHH! YA NASTY FREAK! MMMM!!” Her lustful insults continued with her thick Irish accent that made the dirty talk red-hot. Not that she acted like any sort of angel here with how much she moaned and began to grip at the hotel curtains in front of her while she got slam fucked. In her desire, she even clamped her teeth onto the material that’s stained from her make-up and sweat so now her drool joined the mess as she used the curtain like a gag. “MMMMMPHHH! MMMMM! MMMMM…” Deep groans into the material but she still managed to stare back and watch him drive in and out of her snatch to make the smack ring out as her reddened ass hit his body and her rounded tits squashed to grind into the floor. Her legs remained wrapped around his waist with a slight squirm as if her toes were curled in her boots from the sensations of being rammed so deep, hard and most importantly good by this secret lover of hers.

While this stud hasn’t achieved any Championships yet in his WWE career, this kind of performance is worthy of a good few adult film awards and then some. An expert delivery to slam his long and thick American dick deep into the Irishwoman’s moist but still snug pussy. A light shine of sweat is across his muscular frame as he briskly drives his length into that box while he holds her half off from the floor. His eyes keep that creepy stare onto her gorgeous face as she moans into the curtains and rocks between it and his thick length. A harsh and steady pace that doesn’t stop even with the sound of the bump of her head into the window from how hard she’s being pounded from the back. The kind of motion that alone would make a woman cum their brains out, never mind with all the other sex that’s happened so far but with how rock hard his is this action is far from done.

“HHHHNNNGGG!! MMMMMM!!” Becky howled in delight into the curtains as her hands reached up to grip them again like her life depended on it. A hold on anything would do to not just lose her mind from how good this sex was to make her be soaked around this fat cock. However, that lusty grip ended up being too strong when she tugged. The top clips on the rail snapped as she let out a grunt and the curtain itself crashed down and covered the both of them for a moment. It still didn’t distract them as he still kept himself buried into her twat and grunted to slam back and forth to make them groan in the darkness. Another tug to drag the curtains down as Dexter glanced at the now uncovered window and the balcony beyond but still didn’t remove his cock from that wet snatch. Not until Lynch shoved the curtains off of her to gasp out with a naughty smirk and finally unwrapped her legs from around his waist.

“Talk about tearin’ down the ol’ house down, huh Dexy?” Lynch said with a laugh and moved from the floor to stand with the carpet now left on the ground. “Well? Let’s not feckin’ stop just because a couple lucky neighbours might get to see what we’re up to!” She licked her lips and eyed up that big dick. Only for her to be turned around as he once again held her waist but this time to lift her off the ground. Her side and part of her back were against his chest and her long, now messy hair down his shoulder from a side position that left her arm around his neck while his strong hands gripped her thick thighs to hold them spread wide. The ‘Flying Squirrel’ allowed that long cock to stuff back into her twat to make her head tilt back from the latest dose of bareback action. Best of all for them both, and especially her, he held her and marched them both over to be in front of the long mirror of the hotel room so that Lynch could see how her pussy was being rammed full of cock. Without any care about what view anyone from other high rises or hotels might see if they were lucky enough to have a zoom camera to peer into the open room now.

“MMMMM! THAT’S FECKIN’ IT, DEXY! MMMM! GIVE IT TO THE MAN! AHHHH! ALL OF THAT BIG, NASTY FECKIN’ DICK! MMMMM! DEEP IN THAT DIRTY LIL’ PUSSY!” Lynch’s hand gripped the back of his short hair while she got jolted up and down onto his cock. A duel motion to not just thrust up stiffly into her snatch which would be a thrill on its own, but he actively pulled that desirable, curved body of the MILF straight up and down along that meaty shaft. So her messy hair swayed behind them both and her rounded tits jiggled in time with the shifts of her frame. “MMMMM! FUCK!! THAT’S FECKIN’ HOT, DEXY! MMMMM! LIKE THE MAN IS… AHHHH! WATCHIN’ HERSELF DOIN’ SOME FECKIN’ PORN! MMMM!!” She remarked between loud moans as her gaze was locked on her reflection in the mirror. Everything was on full view from the shameless pleasure across her gorgeous face even with her ruined and smeared make-up, to down between her legs and the hole in her tights as her pussy got pounded deep and hard by that huge dick.

At the same time, Dexter’s wide-eyed stare also went back at him as he held the former tag team and multi-time singles Champion of the WWE and drove his cock deep up into her soaked pussy. Her love tunnel was at this point more than just resized to the shape of his dick to make it a wonder how they’ve gotten away with the rounds of unfaithful sex with how gaped she’ll be for a week if not longer after this encounter. He just grunted and let the sweat roll down him and slightly onto her while her flaming hair brushed down his shoulder and back. Silent aside from the pleasured moans and primal grunts while he slammed in and out of her twat for another round of hard and rough sex that could test the limits of what a veteran porno whore could take.

“AHHHHH FUCK!! YES! MMMMM! GONNA CUM! DON’T FECKIN’ STOP! MAKE ME CUM! MMMM! CUM HARD ALL OVER… AHHHH! THAT HUGE FECKIN’ DICK! AHHHH FUCK! YES! FUCKIN’ RAIL ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMM! LIKE A FECKIN’ BITCH! MMMM FUCK!!” Big Time Becks begged lustfully while strands of her hair were left stuck across that beautiful face. The repeated slap when her ass crashed down into his waist rang out sharply along with all of their moans and her constant dirty talk. Her eyes were locked on the mirror to see that hypnotic sight of that huge dick when it rammed in and out of her slot and the mess of juices that dripped along him. “UHHHH! FECK! SO FECKIN’ GOOD!! AHHHH! YES! FUCK! AHHHHH!! I FUCKIN’ LOVE THAT… MMMMM! HUGE! FAT! FECKIN’ DICK, DEXY!! AHHHHH!!” She groaned in delight and clenched her teeth together as the pressure built. It had been a display of her ability to be railed so hard like this that it was only now that her first limit approached when any other woman, and a good few female WWE Superstars too, would have been left in a sex coma from multiple orgasms long before this point.

That was all the motivation her regular stalker needed to continue and hammer away into her slot and still keep the grip on her thighs as they jiggled in his strong hands. A rhythm that resembled a machine in overdrive with how his dick pistoned into her slot. A perfect view to watch how his dick hammered into her snugness with the mirror in front of them both and the sight of her face while she got lost in the desire just topped it all off. While he impressed to keep her held and still be hard to deliver plenty more when many a man, and her husband included in that, wouldn’t be able to last even a couple of minutes in bed with a beauty like this. So despite the healthy layer of sweat that was across him, he was more than equipped to give her not just what she deserved, but what she and a body like hers can handle. Tested once again when there was a squeeze of her snatch around his dick as she got jolted on that thick cock that continued to ram in and out.

“FECK FECK! CUMMING, DEXTER! CUMMING! YES! FECK! FUCK!! YES YES YES!!” Lynch’s head tilted back, just to rock like a form of headbang in her delight to show glimpses of how her eyes were rolled back in pleasure as she hit her peak hard. So much that it wasn’t just a simple orgasm, but a full-on porn star squirt that made him ease out of her snatch so the juices could gush out. Splattered not just along the floor in front but across the mirror to stain it and hide the sight of their action. A skilled switch of his grip from her thigh to the top of her pussy finished her off, for the moment at least, with furious strokes over the top of her twat to get out the last of her fluids. “AHHHHH! MMMMM! AHHHHHH…” Becky panted with a wide smile when she looked down and saw the mess across the mirror and instinctively her hips bucked upward to work her pussy against his hand. So she could ride out the tail end of her high on those digits with his still rock-hard cock just against the bottom of her stretched-out entrance. “MMMM… Don’t think… AHHHH… We’re done yet, Dexy…” She purred with desire and turned her head to lock eyes with his intense stare. And while silent, he gave a simple nod to show that just like her, he wasn’t finished here either.

Luckily for this unfaithful married woman and horny MILF, the action resumed almost instantly as he carried her across the room, over the broken curtain, and over to the sideboard of the room so that when she was turned around to sit her on the top, her hands had to quickly sweep away the desktop items there to scatter to the floor. Her arms went back and her elbows brushed against the wall as her palms got purchase on the sideboard top. At the same time, her legs went up and spread high so her boots were above his shoulders. A smug smile was on her face as Dexter ripped the hole in her tights to finally leave them cut in the middle so on her legs still but loose at her hips. However, he didn’t go back into that well fucked pussy, but instead made her groan in delight when her super tight asshole instead got filled by that huge cock.

“AHHHHH… FUCK!! YA FECKER!! MMMMM! RIGHT IN MY ARSE?? MMMM! YA BASTARD!! AHHHH…” Becky had started to moan and got rocked against his dick from the stiff force of his motion to give this hole just as much time as her pussy had gotten to adjust to the invasion. When she went to put a hand down onto her pussy, she instead gasped when in a dominant display he lifted a hand and delivered an erotic slap to the face to her her cheek. Her head snapped back with wide eyes, full of desire without any pain or hate for the smack. “HARDER!!!” She ordered rather than merely begged and soon let out a deep groan of delight when the next slap struck her face. So it wasn’t just the thrill of anal sex that kept her pussy moist while she got fucked on this piece of furniture that wobbled from the force of his thrusts that drove gradually deeper into her back passage.

Lumis continued to glare and grunt as he pumped into her super tight asshole. This passage was clearly off limits to anyone else, even her husband, so he could enjoy being able to split open another of her tight holes all over again with these hard pumps. One hand stayed on her waist while the other stopped the slaps to her now flushed and still pretty face to grip her neck. A new way to make her groan in delight while her snatch twitched in arousal from the perfectly applied grip. The right blend of force to restrict the air a bit but not cause any damage to the talented pro wrestler. Another instance of him being able to multi-task as he choked her but still kept up the pace to pump his dick in and out of her asshole.

“AHHHHKKKK!! MMMMM!!” The beauty from Ireland didn’t just groan in delight but she arched herself a bit to push out her neck with a slight tilt of that messy red-haired head of hers against the grip on her throat. She made up for not being able to speak from the choke with a visual hint for more when one of her hands went to his wrist to clutch him and not to try and pull him off either. Her stunning body was being used sharply to make her sweat while she jolted back and forth as that cock drove into her rump and that slap of skin against skin rang out once again. “GAAAAAAAAHHH! MMMMM! AAAKKKKK!” Her sinful chokes couldn’t cancel out the clatter as one of the hotel desk lamps toppled over to clatter to the floor for more mess around the room from this wild action. Her only focus was on sky-high pleasure from being choked as her ass was fucked. Not satisfied yet by one orgasm and she showed off a filthy nature of her own to get off on this all without her pussy being touched.

A skilled one-man double-team of her body was done by this creepy stud for a display that made it seem like any kind of regular, bland sex couldn’t come close to make this beauty orgasm. He only released the grip on her neck so he could use his hand to slap her face hard and make her groan in pleasure with another intense look in her eyes. A smack was given to the other side of her face for good measure before both hands now went to her throat for that sinful cut-off of airflow to enhance the action. Which was at this point wonderfully done from the moans between chokes that she let out. A piston-like motion to drill his cock deep into her rump to make her ass clap into him from this position that left her boot-clad legs to sway slightly against his shoulders. They were so focused on the action that neither of them blinked let alone registered the clatter when the desk phone fell off the sideboard from how much it rocked after being used for this hard anal sex.

“GAAAAAAHHHH! MMMMPPHHH!” Both of Becky’s hands clutched the wrists of the hunk who banged her rump and clutched her throat while she pushed that neck with need forward towards his grip. Her eyes wide and from the discomfort, her tears slowly rolled again but in delight to further ruin that wrecked make-up of hers along with plenty of sweat. The wide and lusty smile on her pretty features showed she was built for more even as she got choked and fucked like this. “AAAAAALLLKKKK… GAAAAAAAAHHH!! MMMMM!!” A little too into it, her eyes slowly rolled back from the lack of hair along with a shiver of her body as it collided with this stud’s muscular body. He wasn’t stupid enough to go too far with the married MILF so he let go of the neck to make her gasp and haul in air. Just for her to moan in joy when he gave another slap to the face and pulled out of her nicely fucked at this point rump. One hand teased to tap the crown against her soaked snatch and the other smacked her cheeks, now sinfully red to almost match her hair, on both sides.

“Ya really know how to treat a girl right, Dexter!” Becky grinned and took a moment to finally peel off the oversized boots from her and chuck them down with the items that had been on the top of it now scattered across the floor. In her lust for how good this sex was she didn’t even notice she’d stopped using that nickname for him. “Would be a shame to waste this big ol’ bed that I paid for…” She started to hint but soon was caught off when he grabbed her and almost tossed her across onto that spacious, comfy hotel room bed. The grin stayed on her face as she got up onto all fours while he got into a mount position behind her to slide his fat dick back into her tight asshole. The Young Stallion position was only enhanced as one of his hands grabbed her long, messy and sweat-soaked hair while the other gripped her pushed-out and juicy ass for a firm spank even before the first deep thrust into her tunnel.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUCK!!” Becky howled in delight and her fingers clutched the bedsheets as her ass got pounded once again. Now hauled back and forth with the tug on her red hair like a leash by this sinister stud. Stiff and hard thrusts made her cheeks slap into his muscular frame while his balls smacked off the bottom of her wet pussy. Along with the bonus thrills each time her locks were tugged on and his hand slapped her rump to make that bright red handprint stand out even more. “UHHHH! YES! FUCK! MMMM! FUCK THAT ARSE! AHHHHH! DEEP AND HARD! MMMM! FUCK!! BREAK ME, DEXTER! AHHHH! FUCK ME UP, YA FUCKIN’ BASTARD!! MMMMM!!” She shamelessly begged while sweat dripped from her curves and left her torn leggings stuck to her thick and nicely toned legs. The power in the pro wrestler limbs of hers allowed her to stay up on all fours even against this harsh motion that stuffed her ass full with cock. Compared to most women, and a good few porn stars and WWE beauties too, who would be left face down on the bed being railed stupid from action this rough and hard.

Dexter kept the elevated squat so he could demolish the fine and thick rump of the gorgeous MILF from above. Hard thrusts to drive his cock in and make her ass ripple off his crotch from the hard impact. When he pulled a few inches out to repeat the motion she didn’t get it any easier with how his hand drove in to spank her and make that booty a shine of red to match her hair colour and the blush on her face from all the previous slaps. Her hair was a ruined mess now, tightly clenched in his grip while he pistoned in and out of her tight asshole. He was still silent as ever, just with grunts and moans that escaped him with each pump he delivered. More than enough to make her juices drip down her thighs and her tights as she got railed deep and hard once again. Like she was far more suited for life as an escort or skin flick starlet than the pro wrestler she should be.

“UHHHHH! FECK! YES! AHHHHH! FUCK THAT ARSE! AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK ME! MMMMM! FUCK ME!! AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She slammed a hand down on the stained sheets before she gripped them again. Sharp rocks back and forth when her body jolted from the latest hard thrust into her cheeks. Just for her to be hauled back by the erotic tug on her hair that the stud above her delivered. The grip ensured her head was tilted back so he could see the pleasure across that face and the moisture that dripped from her as her moans filled the air. Likely heard along with the smack of skin against skin in the rooms above, below and on either side if not on the entire floor. “AHHHHHH FUCK! FUCK!! YESSSSSS!! AHHHHH! GIVE ME THAT BIG FECKIN’ DICK! DEEP IN MY… UHHHHH! DIRTY… CHEATIN’… NASTY ARSE!! MMMM!!” She continued to beg for more even with action this hot and heavy. Well aware that this encounter put not just her personal life but her sports entertainment career at risk if it was ever found out that she went behind her husband’s back for a good time with this rarely seen as of late in WWE stud.

There were no regrets from either party here as Dexter’s intense stare remained down onto her but still just onto that pretty face through the loose strands of her hair while he gripped the locks like a set of reins. Sharp tugs to yank her back and make her ass clap off his waist while he pumped down stiff and deep in between those nicely thick cheeks. No doubt a thrill too seeing how her eyes watered up to further ruin whatever was left of her eyeliner for thick streaks down her cheeks from her body’s response to the discomfort of the hair pulls and likely all the hard spanks too. More slaps to her butt were delivered between each pump to properly own and demolish her ass in this position alone, let alone the previous round or all the other encounters that they’d had.

“AHHHHH! FECK!! MMMMM!!” She could barely form words at this point from being railed so hard and well. That was evident when her arms finally gave way and her face slumped onto the sheet to further stain it with her make-up, sweat and tears. Along with a bit of drool as out of sinful instinct her teeth grabbed the sheets to tug onto it. So when her head was tugged back up by her messy hair she tore out a chunk of the sheets from the way she titled right back. Her legs stayed spread with her ass raised to be pounded for a round more as she muffled her groans into the bed along with fresh grunts each time she got that ass smacked. Her eyes were rolled back like her brain was being fried by the pleasure and that seemed to be the case since her hands thumped onto the sheets like it was a tap out in a wrestling match. The sex was just too good and on a level that her husband couldn’t ever reach.

Becky could only let out a deep groan when her hair was finally released and that cock was pulled out of her ass. Just so he could pull her and move her around but still keep her on the bed. Now she was left stacked up with her hair sprawled out on the bed and shoulders on the stained sheets with her arms sprawled. Legs spread wide as Dexter now did the job to tear off her tights and toss them aside so she was fully naked. Another squat position to take her Superwoman-style and push his fat shaft back into that well-used but still pleasurably tight asshole. Her limbs were wide open to wobble as he began to break her in half and drive down still and hard to make his crotch slam into her booty with just hands on her thighs to hold himself in place to plunge in and out of her rump from above.

“AHHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHHH!!” At this point, Becky couldn’t process enough brain power to form words consistently. A trail of drool escaped out of the corner of her mouth while her eyes stared up at the ceiling, lost in pleasure as her ass got hammered hard. That familiar smack as her plump booty hit this stud’s body rang out every time he drove into her rear and claimed her all over again like a trophy. Her arms limp and out to the sides so she couldn’t even tug at the sheets while her breasts jiggled and her body shifted from the harsh force. “MMMMM! AHHHHH!! AHHHHH! FUCK!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKK!! She howled and cursed in delight. Held in place for this Piledriver position that dipped his thick length deeper into her rump than any other man, her husband included, has ever been allowed to experience before. Not that any of them have even lasted long enough to sample one of her holes, let alone the full tour of her stunning body as he’s been able to not just today but a few times in the past.

With deep and primal grunts, Dexter’s muscular form was coated in sweat so even his short hair and moustache were a mess from the effort needed to match the desire of the talented WWE Superstar underneath him. Her back passage was still nice and snug even after this near abuse-level of action that she’s handled like a pro. His balls smacked off her skin and her cheeks jiggled from the impact when his crotch slammed down into her to stuff his rod into her asshole. Like it was an attempt to drill her through the bed itself and the floor below. His stare was still as intense as ever to watch her moan and shift as he used what was left in his tank to drive her wild all over again with lust. Which might very well have been his plan all along if he ever spoke aside from those moans and groans in between the rapid pumps into her booty.

The hotel room around them was just as much of a mess as they both were with clothing strewn about, the curtains damaged and pulled down, items all across the floor and now the bed sheets torn and soaked with fluids from sweat to drool and they still weren’t done yet here. Not when Becky’s head tilted back to groan into the air as her legs wobbled and her pussy dripped with delight from her ass being pounded. She didn’t even need to touch herself, such was the high state of delight from this anal action. That back passage stayed clamped around Dexter’s prick to make him grunt as a result of that perfect grip. Resized to fit the shape of his length so he could drill her deep and hard like a trophy whore and make her howl in pleasure after every pump. Thick dark streaks of her mascara were down her reddened cheeks but from a fresh round of tears of joy. A sight that made it a wonder how she could still be a wrestler and not just spend her days with her insides being wrecked like this if she could handle this anal better than many a porn star could.

“FUCK! FUCK!! MMMMM!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She gasped in delight as her eyes rolled back into her head and more drool seeped out from how her mind was being blown from filthy action. Her body was caked in sweat to make the sheets stick a bit to her body while she jolted against them. Her long hair, well ruined at this point, shifted in time with how her frame moved and the same went for her weak limbs. Her body at this point was just a deluxe sex doll for him to play with and pump away into while her snatch still leaked juices. “FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!! AHHHHHH! AHHHHH! AHHHHHH!!” She began to arch a bit and her body tensed up and in turn, he let out a deep grunt with the telling extra squeeze of her ass around his dick. That just spurred him on to finish the job properly here and piston in and out of her booty with that swift and stiff pace. Without even any time taken to gloat about how he was about to make this beauty cum her brains out for the second time in the same day which is more than likely any man before, and her husband included in that, has ever done to her before.

Just as impressively, and not for the first time even this session, Becky unleashed a massive squirt of pleasure from how well she’s been banged here. The spray was even more intense from the force and the amount than the first one. Only aided thanks to how Dexter continued to ravage her ass to drive her through that peak. So she soaked herself with the spray as the fluids splattered across her chest, face and over her hair along with the sheets around her to ruin her. A state of high that made her almost convulse while she came and gargled the squirt that had landed in her open mouth when she moaned. Drooling it out before she, and not just to not choke on it all, gulped some down just to groan again as he finished her off with another few deep and hard pumps.

“C-Cum!!” Becky gasped out as her eyes flickered to finally get some focus. Just as Dexter pulled out of her ass and began to furiously stroke off. “CUM!! FECKIN’ GIVE ME YOUR CUM, DEXTER!!” She yelled and whether that was the trigger that he needed or not, she soon got to groan again and close her eyes when his cock blasted out thick ropes while he leaned over her. More stains added to her ruined make-up and the tears of eyeliner as her face got painted with plenty that hit into her red hair and even some across her tits that heaved for air. Lynch got painted white from that huge load to leave a wide smile on that now stained face as the spunk dripped from her features onto the sheets. Still enough in her to give him a treat when he moved down and presented his half-hard sick to her mouth. A loud slurp delivered to the crown to suck him and clean the last of his spunk off with a few slow bobs. Just for him to give her a little more to clean off when he pulled out and ‘marked’ his territory, even more, when he slapped the heavy head onto her stained cheek, just to shove it back into her mouth to suckle on and get a full taste of his spunk.

“Ahhhhh… Ya dirty… Nasty… Hung fecker…” Becky groaned and lay in her sweat, juices and his spunk. “Ya better help… Pitch in to pay for the repairs for this feckin’ room, lad…” She said with a smirk and licked her lips to get a taste of his spunk.
 
Dexter, still silent even after all of that, just gave a nod to agree. Before his head turned with a quick snap to the door when he heard a rattle of the lock. Quickly, he moved across the wreckage of the room and slipped into the bathroom door but left it open as he waited. In the next moment, the door was hurriedly unlocked as a member of the hotel staff rushed in. “Miss Lynch?? Are you OK??” He called out and stepped in to see the mess of the room. “Other hotel guests reported screams from this room! Are you… GAAAAAAAAHHHH!!”

He was cut off when Dexter pounced from the room and began to choke him out with his wrestling submission hold The Silence. That same intense look was over his face as he made the man easily pass out and then dragged him into the bathroom. A sight that made Becky arch an eyebrow with a tilt of her head from the sheets.

“Well, I was OK until the feckin’ interruption.” Lynch said with a muse. “Dexy! Go find if that guy had a key to sneak me some booze… The Man is real parched after a good time like that!” She said and slumped back on the bed. “And make sure ya step out with some clothes on first, ya damn weirdo!” She reminded him just as he stepped towards the hallway, to make him look back and give his thumbs-up gesture as he first closed the door and came back in.

So while this might very well be the last Big Time Bang between the two, it was one well worth it. Even if it might mean they both take a heavy hit in the bank balance after all of that.

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