WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, characters etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any of its characters.
Starring: Becky Lynch (WWE)
Dream Shoot Part 1: Becky Lynch
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
A commissioned story for [Anonymous].
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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I pretty much have the dream job, which is why I named my company Dream Shoot after all since it’s what I get to do every day. Photographing the rich and powerful, being paid big bucks, and getting to keep scores of footage and snaps to brag about for my private collection even after I’ve parted with the minor few that make it to print online or social media feeds. Which, for someone who is a massive pervert like me, is a big score when I get to see smoking hot women in stunning outfits and I can direct them to pose and flaunt their bodies with sexy expressions to match. I’ve lost count of the buckets of loads that I’ve lost after a day of shooting a hot body when I spent the first hour ‘editing’ just to goon like my life depended on it in my studio office.
The other day had been something special, and not just because of the sudden turn of events after the shoot. I’d scored a major shoot with not just a total hottie, but one of the biggest names of the most well-known wrestling promotion in the world, the WWE. Becky Lynch. A married, red-headed Irish MILF who was known for her badass character The Man in the ring who beat up all opponents with confidence and talent in the ring. It only helped that along with the flaming hair she had a gorgeous face, nice tits and most of all for me a thick, rounded ass. Granted, she was also, you know, hitched to another Superstar so that made her off-limits. Or so I thought anyway.
The shoot itself was red hot as I got to direct The Man around so that she looked as per usual her intimidating and brash self. All the usual poses with some gimmicks and props thrown in, wrestling weapons and chains and the like. My highlight was the outfit of choice that she posed in for the last round of photos. Specifically the tight leather pants, dark black that looked almost painted on against that plump ass to go all the way to her boots. So much so that I barely paid attention to her matching leather jacket with a ‘GOAT’ logo and text on the back, or even her signature black T-shirt with ‘THE MAN’ in white across the front that fitted nicely against her rounded MILF tits. Needless to say, I made sure that there were a good few pictures of her that made her ‘show off’ that jacket when it was that big old booty of Big Times Becks that was my target all along. This being a professional shoot, and I being an experienced pervert who knew to mix up such shots with other poses and expressions so she wouldn’t suspect a thing, all ran smoothly like any other shoot.
The only difference here is that once the shoot was over and the crew had packed up, I raced back to my studio office to plug in the cameras and upload the footage. It had been a miracle that my cock hadn’t burst out during the snaps but it soon sprung out freely once I’d shoved my pants down and sat in my chair in front of the computer. I brought up a round of images of Lynch with her back turned, that confident and sexy look of The Man on her face, and most of all with that juicy rear stuck out a bit even if she didn’t see anything wrong with it. That was all I needed to get to work on myself with a Fleshlight, some oil, and even a camera of mine set up to record myself as I pumped away to moan and enjoy a good session of jacking off to one of the hottest women in WWE history. And I was already five minutes into things to moan and grin as I focused on that fat ass and the fantasies of what I’d do to a married MILF like her.
That gooning session was suddenly shattered when my door was bluntly kicked open by a certain red-headed badass.
“The Man has come back around to see me photos!!” Becky Lynch proudly announced as she strutted in while I froze in my chair. Buck naked and with a sex toy planted down on my fat, long cock. “Didn’t hear The Man knockin’ did ye? Well, don’t worry laddie, whatever yerr name was. Because The Man is here to see how good she feckin’ looked when… You…”
Her voice trailed off when she spun my chair around to see me. She has vast experience in professional wrestling which has led her to win a WrestleMania Main Event, and the multiple Women’s Championships that she’s won across the brands of Raw, Smackdown and NXT. All of that didn’t prepare her to see the huge size of my cock when I slowly pulled my toy up and off from me since I’d been caught in the act and then some.
“I, uh, I can… Explain?” I offered as I saw Becky gazing with some clear awe at the vast size of my fat cock. A chance that I knew I couldn’t pass up on. “… Bigger than your husband’s?” I asked as I started to smile.
“It’s feckin’ big! I’ll give ya that!” Becky tellingly avoided the question as she started to nod with an impressed expression on that beautiful face. “The Man ain’t never seen one that big before… I mean, The Man knows she’s a fine piece of arse… My husband is lucky to have me after all… But even The Man didn’t think that she had this kind of effect on a fella!”
“Oh, you certainly do… Especially that big, thick, fucking sexy ass of yours…” I bluntly stated and stood up from my chair.
“Yerr got a way with words, lad…” Becky folded her arms over her chest but still kept her eyes locked on my big dick. “But easy there, big fella… Not even you and this size of a weapon could go one-on-one with The Man and still live to tell the tale.” She claimed. Yet, she was so distracted by the sheer length and thickness of my dick that she didn’t even notice that a camera was on her and recorded this sinful sight in high definition.
“That sounds like you’ve just been stuck with the wrong man…” I challenged. “Someone who can’t handle a woman like you and doesn’t pack a dick like I’ve got.”
“Talk is cheap, and The Man ain’t the type of woman to just talk the talk and not back it up!” She bragged and finally locked eyes with me. “If yerr like anyone else before? Yerr couldn’t last five minutes with The Man!”
“Oh, I fucking could…” I got bold here and reached forward to grab her long red hair. A motion that made her gasp with wide eyes for a moment before she started to smirk. “And I fucking bet that I could turn The Man into The Bitch in just one session with a cock this big and good.” I dared to say. Even with the knowledge that she was happily married along with being a certified MILF.
“...The Man likes a guy who thinks he can hang in the Big Time…” Lynch just licked her lips. “So try yerr feckin’ luck then… And maybe The Man will let ya be the first to tap her sexy arse with that big feckin’ prick of yours! If ya can even last in my mouth that is…” She challenged again.
“It’ll be better than any time you hooked up with your husband…” I told her and with that permission from her, I used the hold of her long hair to make her lean down towards me as I stepped back. A position that pushed her thick ass up and out as she bent over fully at the waist. Her gorgeous face was right in line with my heavy, lengthy cock so it pointed at her smirking features.
“Yerr think yerr can handle The Man? Well, I’d like tee see yerr feckin’ try… Because no one else yet has been able to… MMMMPPHHH!” The signature trash talk from Lynch was silenced as her eyes went wide. That infamous mouth was soon silenced by my fat long cock as I didn’t just invade that hot, wet mouth but I plunged so far in that my crown smacked into the back. Far deeper than any man had hit before from the loud gag that escaped her. “GAAAAAAAH! MMMMMPPPHHH!” She choked with narrowed eyes and her hands gripped my thighs but to my grinning delight, she didn’t try to push off. She just held the position to be bent over with that fat ass stuck up and out with spread legs. My grip on her hair allowed me to thrust and deliver a firm face fuck that made the both of us moan as I enjoyed her nicely soft lips that fought to stay pressed around me.
“HHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHHH!” Lynch stared up with desire as I briskly pounded in and out of that pretty face with a piston-like motion. Her saliva easily drooled past her lips as I pumped to leave my inches soaked with her spit. A generous amount had dripped from her chin to the floor below but noticeably her eyes didn’t water up for a moment even with how stiff my thrusts were as I filled that soothing mouth right up with meat. “GAAAAAAHH! GAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRLLLKK!!” While she let me take control, or more rightly she let me show off my ability to handle a badass beauty like her, she didn’t bob her head once along my shaft. I did all the work to pound her and get the pleasure as I moaned nice and loud. However, I did enjoy the slight sway of her fat ass while she remained bent at the waist like a sinful statue to take my length deep into that talented and usually brash and defiant mouth.
“MMMM! FUCK… Do you like that, Becks? MMMM! A nice… AHHHH! Fucking ‘Big Time’ cock… Filling you the fuck up like I bet… MMMM! Your husband can’t manage with you!” I took the time to brag between my loud moans. Quite rightly as I lasted a damn lot longer than many a man, and that included most of the WWE roster, would do in a mouth this hot and damn. Her spit ran down over my balls with the shaft more than soaked as her drool dripped from her neck. That long hair was a mess as I kept a firm grip and treated the top female wrestler like a fuck toy. All to her delight from those muffled groans mixed with the hard chokes as I rammed in deep and hard to collide into the back of the oral hole over and over. “MMMM… And I fucking bet he never lasted… AHHHH! Even this fucking long with you either! AHHHHH FUCK!” I groaned. A little bit of sweat formed on my handsome face from the effort needed to give it to The Man as she and that red hot body deserved. Plus, a tough former Champion like her can handle it as she did right now with a better-than-porn star performance. She was easily able to take a bit of pain and from those moans around my dick, she got off on it too as her ass continued to sway with a sexy jiggle.
“GAAAAAAAAAH! GAHH GAAHH GAAAAAAHHH!! MMMMMM!!” Her fingers kept a firm grip on me so she could stay bent over and took the pounding between her lips. The eyes of the Irishwoman never left me, let alone even closed, despite the hard way I drove deeply into her mouth. I swore that I even saw her smirk around my dick to show this was the kind of action she not only loved but had waited for a long time to get. I put that to the test with a double grip on her long hair as another loud groan left her before she groaned as my dick rammed further and went beyond just being into her mouth. “GAAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHHRRRKKKK! GAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” My thickness invaded her tight throat, likely the first time any man had ventured this deep into her, and while her eyes seductively narrowed she still didn’t pull away from me. Just her fingers dug slightly deeper into my legs for a signal alone for me to proceed and give it to her. Which I damn well did with another round of big thrusts that not only made her slobber away all over me but had my balls slap off her chin with a loud slap to further signal how wicked the face fuck was.
“GAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHHKKK!!” The former Women’s Champion of Raw, Smackdown and NXT showed off the oral skill that would win her some adult film awards as she took the sort of oral punishment that would give a normal woman a major headache. She was built for this though as her snug throat gripped my prick and her tongue even flicked at my underside while she gagged along me with every pump in and out. Sweat was across her features from the energy it took out of her to handle this rough fun but she still never pulled back from my grip. A badass babe who could easily beat me up now happily bent over to be used and near abused by a man not only younger than her but that she isn’t even married to. While I grunted and enjoyed the pleasure from that hot oral tunnel that left me soaked from tip to base. The smack of my nuts off her chin just made more spit fly about to join the mess all over the floor for evidence enough of this studio room fun.
With some reluctance, I pulled out of that well-used mouth. Lynch’s eyes stared at my length as it left her and she gasped once I was out as thick strands of spit hung briefly from her lips to my tip. “FECK… The Man nearly lost her voice after that!” She said with a smirk.
“Nearly? Then I didn’t fucking do my job then!” I said with a grin as I used her hair to force her up to stand, just to turn her around and march her over with a hand on her back towards my desk.
“No ya feckin’ didn’t!” Becky licked her lips and once again didn’t object to being moved over, or when my hands let go just to pull her jacket off from her. “If yerr gonna get a piece of The Man? Ya better make it feckin’ count!”
“Oh, you can bet I fucking will!” I vowed before I moved down and gripped those tight pants. “Fuck…” I remarked when I had to tug and ease them down to see that thick, rounded Irish ass in all its glory. So caught up in it that I almost ignored the sight of how wet her pussy was to show how much she’d gotten off on the face fuck. “You’ll be fucking lucky if there’s any tightness left in you for your husband to enjoy after this!” I said for a filthy promise before I stood behind her. Not done with her clothing yet as I made sure to pull her top up and off too for a look at her rounded MILF tits.
“Then yerr better do more than just… MMMMM!!” Lynch’s head tilted back in clear delight, coupled with the moan that left her when I boldly pushed my dick not just into that snug pussy but did so bareback, even with her being a happily married woman. Her hands were planted on my desk and her legs stayed spread, even with her pants down at her knees, as I started to pump in and out to not just feed more of my saliva-soaked inches into that wet box, but to stretch her out. Since from the feel of her twat, she either was used to something far smaller and slimmer in her or she hadn’t fucked her husband since she’d been knocked up. “MMMM! FECK!! Come on! AHHHH! Is that all… AHHHH! Yerr feckin’ got?? MMMM! The Man can take… AHHHH! A lot feckin’ more than this!” She challenged me with a lusty glare over her shoulder at me. The fun had only gotten started but it seemed to me like this tough beauty had a kink for being dominated and used, so I put that to the test with a raised hand to drive a spank onto her pale and thick ass. That made her not just groan in approval, but her cheeks deliciously jiggled before my other hand moved up to once again take hold of that sexy, long and flaming hair of the WWE Superstar.
“MMMM! Oh, I bet… AHHHH! You fucking can! MMMM!” I groaned and enjoyed how that moist and snug pussy gripped my dick like it was even tighter than her pleasurable throat had felt moments before. All the motivation that I needed to briskly thrust with a pace not too far off from what I’d used to ram her mouth. Plus, I had the bonus now to explore that smoking hot body of the Irishwoman with a lot more than just spanks to her ass. My free hand slipped around her to cop a feel of her tits that bounced as her body jolted from pumps. The deep squeezes made her groan and lick her lips as I toyed with her and continued to multitask with stiff thrusts and gropes of her rack as my fingers dug in to enjoy that bust. Even if my gaze was fixed more on that thick rump of hers that rippled with every pump. “MMMM! Especially when… AHHHH! Your man would have… MMMM! Blown a fucking load by now, right?”
“AHHHH FECK! MMMM… Yerr talk a lot… AHHHH! For a bastard who ain’t even balls deep in me yet! MMMM! FECK!!” She groaned and rocked back on her feet to match my motion. Which in a way just helped to get what we both wanted when her fat ass smacked into my toned waist for the first time. Fresh moans left her whenever my hands went to work with a tug on her hair to help yank her back against my dick or the fondles of her breasts as I switched from gropes to pinches and rubs of her rock-hard nipples. “MMMM! FECK! YEAH! MMMM! Just like feckin’ that! MMMM! Nice and… AHHHH FECK! Feckin’ hard for The Man! MMMM! Just how she loves it!” She groaned out as the clap of her ass against my waist rang out around the room while her eyes stayed locked onto me to watch as I, some young cocky guy who she’d only just met, drove her wild with desire thanks to my fat, long cock. The biggest that she’s ever had but a perfect fit for her snug and wet pussy.
“You didn’t… MMMM! Answer my fucking question!” I moved my hand off her tits and gripped her neck. Something that made her gasp in delight when I pulled her back so our faces were close so I could lock eyes. “Am I fucking bigger… AHHHH… And better than your fucking husband??” I demanded while I continued to pound her pussy with deep and stiff pumps. The motion easily made her shift back and forth against my desk which rattled from being used for this action. Before Lynch could answer, I further asserted my dominance over the talented wrestler with a firm slap of my hand on her cheek. Another gasp left her but she soon moaned and just narrowed her eyes for a dare to make me do more. Which happened again with another slap to make the strike ring out as she moaned with a thrill of pleasure from being roughed up while taken from behind by my massive, thick cock.
“UHHHHH! FECK YEAH YERR ARE! MMMM!! Feckin’ so much… AHHHH! Bigger! MMMM! And y-yerr feckin’ lastin’… MMMM! Longer than all the times we’ve done it put together!! AHHHH FECK!!” Lynch shamelessly admitted between just as filthy moans as the sweat formed across her gorgeous and toned body. The in-ring veteran showed off talents of a different sort as she continued to rock back and forth to plant her pussy back onto my prick whenever I drove forward. Almost so that I wouldn’t even need to pull her back against my motion but with a woman built like this it would be a waste to not go all out. So I used the hold on her neck to bring her back into me so those deep moans got broken up with gasps. My grip was the perfect blend to not cause any lasting pain but restricted the air enough so that she got a thrill. “FECK… FECK! AHHHHHH! YES! LIKE THAT… FECK! MMMMM!” She purred in delight as her snatch left my dick soaked from bell-end to base, and I groaned and felt every brush of her walls along my rod with this bareback action. I kept her head tilted with the clutch of her neck as I unleashed my thrusts to make it sound like a machine going on with the rapid thrusts into her wetness.
“So The Man likes it fucking rough, huh?” I smirked before I made her groan with telling disappointment not just when I let go of her throat, but from the pull out of my dick too.
“The Man didn’t tell ye to feckin’ stop!” Becky lustfully snapped and turned around to face me. Whatever insult or encouragement that she had next was cut off when I gripped her throat again and slapped her face with the other hand to make her groan in joy with a wicked smile to match.
“You talk a lot for a bitch who was moaning her fucking head off on another man’s dick a moment ago!” I used her words against her before I backed her up and made her sit on the edge of my desk. I only let go of her throat so I could finally yank her pants off her legs and toss them aside.
“Yerr think yerr can make The Man into your bitch???” Lynch grinned with an obvious hint of desire in her words as if she liked the sounds of that. “Yerr gonna have to try harder than this to do that, kid!” She challenged but didn’t protest when I hooked one of her legs to place it over my shoulder before my hand once again went up for a commanding grip on her throat.
When I slammed my dick back into that needy, moist MILF pussy, her head tilted back with another loud moan before she began to jolt back and forth with a sway of her hair as I pounded briskly into that slot. She couldn’t move too far with my hand on her throat to treat her more like a fuck doll than the WWE Superstar she’s supposed to be. Her rounded tits jiggled from my pace and I moaned with a big smile at how snugly her folds were wrapped around my dick. I’d resized her love tunnel to fit the shape of my big tool and even if she’d kept this encounter a secret, she would need to ban her husband from any action for at least a week or more to hide the shamefully stretched-out state that her twat would be left in from the action so far.
“UHHHH! FECK! FECK YES! MMMMM! HARDER! AHHHH! FECKING HARDER! MMMMM!” Lynch begged and groaned as my dick rammed hard into her snatch. The slap when our bodies met rang out along with the moans as the sweat continued to form and roll from her desirable body. I tested how rough she could take it not just with another slap to her pretty face, which left her cheeks by this point a flush of red to almost match her long hair. I also gave her tits a smack for good measure and that got the same kind of moans out of her as any choke or strike did. “FECK! MMMMM! COME ON! AHHHH! TRY AND… MMMM! MAKE THE MAN YERR BITCH! MMMM! FECKIN’ GIVE IT TO ME! AHHHH! LIKE ME FECKIN’ HUSBAND NEVER COULD! AHHHHH FECK!!” She yelled out the demand with more deep moans. One of her hands went to my wrist but not to pull me away, just to support herself and likely an attempt to make me choke her a bit more. Who was I to deny a horny MILF like this the action that she couldn’t get from her man so when both of my hands went to her throat, that time her eyes rolled back in delight as her body shuddered in delight.
“MMMM! FUCK! Yeah, that’s fucking it, Becky! MMMM! You’re gonna be my… AHHHH! Fucking bitch by the end of this!” I grunted the vow as I built up more than just a healthy sweat of my own from the effort needed to match the sky-high needs of the former WrestleMania Main Event winner and multi-time Champion. I glanced down at her crotch to watch as I rammed myself balls deep into that tight and wet married pussy, then up to the look of pure pleasure over her face that didn’t even flinch when I released a hand from her neck to give her another erotic slap. “MMMM! So fucking take it! MMMM! Take this ‘Big Time’ fucking… MMMM! Like the fucking bitch you are!” He grinned and backed up my dirty talk with another round of hard pumps that would even test what a porno whore could handle. Her gasps of lust were deep when I renewed the hold of her neck and kept her in that arched-back position so I could pound away into her slit. Her state of pleasure was even higher than before as she moved a hand down to the top of her pussy and furiously started to stroke away not to compensate, but just to enhance the delights that she felt.
“FECK! FECK!! DON’T FECKIN’ STOP! MMMM! FECK! YES! FECKIN’ WRECK ME! MMMM! FECK ME UP… AHHHH! WITH THAT BIG FECKIN’ YOUNG COCK! MMMM!!” The former Becky Two Belts continued to beg as she got all of that and then some. The moisture that rolled from her body left stains on the desk and made some of her long red hair not just stick down her back but left some loose strands across her gorgeous, flushed face. Her fingers briskly danced over the top of her pussy for a clear attempt to race herself towards a finish as she got off from being slammed hard by my big dick. “FECK! YES! GONNA CUM! MMMM FECK! FINALLY! AHHHH! GONNA FECKIN’ CUM! FECK! FECK FECK FECK!!” She gasped out and was so in the zone thanks to my rapid pace that even when I smacked her features again she barely stuttered mid-moan. A red hot sight that even made the both of us forget that I’d left a camera running to film this all for a sex tape even hotter than the photoshoot she’d done for me earlier on and it wasn’t even a close deal.
Speaking of being close, I could tell that Lynch was approaching a peak but for me, I was still ready to go with a lot more left in the tank unlike any other man, and that included her husband, in her life. I continued to drive in and out and watched her buck and groan from my pace before my hands finally left her neck so I could hold her waist. The piston-like motion carried on as I grinned and watched her squirm in pleasure before I felt the telling squeeze around my dick. A few more strokes before I quickly pulled out and stepped around her leg but kept the limbs spread so I could take over and use my hand to rapidly stroke away over her soaked pussy.
“FECK FECK FECK FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCKK!!” Lynch howled out and if it wasn’t for my free hand that clutched her hair to keep her head up, the camera would have missed that disgraceful look of pleasure all over her usually badass face. Instead, the full shame and sight of her not just in a powerful orgasm, but a full-on squirt was recorded. A huge gush of juices fired out of her snatch to splatter over the studio floor without any care that her clothing all across it got stained from the spray. “FECK… FECK… MMMMMM…” She just purred and gasped as my fingers finished her off with more strokes and her hips bucked to work against me before she slumped back into my grip with a wide, cock-drunk smile. It was only then that I remembered that I’d left the camera running when I looked over, saw it and gave the lens a grin. An idea was sparked to me as I pulled Lynch off from the desk to stand, just to pull over my office chair as I brought the both of us down onto it with me seated and her on top of me.
“AHHHHHH! YOU FECKER!! MMMMM!!” Yet again, the flame-haired head of the Irishwoman tilted back but this time when I pushed my fat, juices-soaked dick not back into her well-used pussy, but this time into the even tighter hole of her plump backside. A deep groan left the both of us as I forced my thickness into her asshole and I didn’t even need to ask her to know that this part of her stunning body was off limits to even her husband. “YES! MMMM! FECK ME ARSE!! MMMM! FECK ME NICE AND HARD! MMMMM! ME FECKIN’ HUSBAND DOESN’T EVEN GET TO… AHHHHH! FECK ME LIKE THIS! AHHHHH FECK!!” She made the admission anyway and despite the way I clutched onto both of her thick ‘lass cheeks’ she eagerly gripped the back of my chair and started to bounce. The actions were more of a desperate slut than the proud and confident wrestler she’s supposed to be as her shifts helped drive more of my fat cock up into that wonderful, thick ass of the WWE Superstar.
“MMMM! I’ll fuck your fat ass, Becky! MMMM! Like the fucking bitch you are! MMMM! Like you’re my bitch!!” I said with a grin as I got almost a face full of her rounded tits that jiggled away from her swift bounces onto my cock buried up into her ass. The chair that we were on creaked as it got tested by the strain of our lusty motion. Any break would be worth it as I made sure the camera across from me captured the sight as my cock pumped in and out of her asshole along with the sexy jiggle of her butt cheeks. Not even the double grip of my fingers on her rump could stop the ripples. I mixed it up and delivered firm slaps to her cheeks for good measure and each strike just made Big Time Becks moan out loudly from the shots. So as the anal action carried on her booty soon had that lewd flush of red over it to match her hair and her facial features too which all would be very difficult to explain to her husband by the time she finally got home.
“UHHHH! YES! COME ON! AHHHH! DEEPER! HARDER, YOU FECKER! MMMM!” She called out without any shame as the sweat once again dripped off her stunning frame while her messy hair, or at least the bits not stuck to her, swayed from those sharp bounces along my rod. She drove her fat ass straight up and down onto my big prick in such a way that I didn’t even need to pump once and her lusty state would have done all the work for the both of us. “FECKIN’ WRECK ME ARSE! RAM ME FECKIN’ FULL! AHHHH FECK! MAKE THE MAN YERR BITCH IF YE FECKIN’ CAN! MMMM!!” She still challenged me but just as likely begged for it. She did a good chunk of the work here too for a performance more suited for a porno shoot compared to the pro wrestling world where she’s a top star in. I could say the same with how I managed to last inside of an ass this tight and fantastic with all that thick flesh that jiggled around my fingers while I pumped away into her.
“MMMM… Maybe you’ll be Big Time Bitch for me! AHHHH FUCK! Or Bitchy Two Belts? MMMM!” I taunted her with twists of her ring nicknames but backed it up with deep pumps that made my crotch slam up into her thick cheeks as I pounded her with balls deep strokes. A new thrill for me that I’ve managed to claim all three of her fantastic holes throughout one afternoon along with the fact that her ass had been off limits to not just any man before, but to her beloved husband too. “MMMM… Maybe I’ll make you a new custom T-shirt… AHHHH! And it just reads… MMMM! FUCK… The Bitch across the front!” He grinned and had my wicked way with this world-class beauty with deep pumps to stuff her ass full in a way that even from this action so far she might never recover from fully. The virgin-like tightness that she once had now split apart so her anal passage had been resized to fit the shape of my cock and with how rock hard I still was, this fun was far from over for either of us.
“AHHHH FECK! FECK! MMMM! MAKE THE MAN YERR BITCH! MMMM! DO IT! AHHHH! FECK ME DEEP AND HARD LIKE MY HUSBAND NEVER FECKIN’ COULD! MMMM! MAKE ME YERR BITCH!!” She panted out like another high was building but she didn’t even move her hands off from my chair to pleasure herself. Her snatch was soaked and dripped juices onto me even without being stroked to show how much she got off on being fucked up the ass. Perhaps impressively so since from her confessions no other man had touched this hole before, yet she took it like was a secret anal whore all along. “AHHHH FECK!! FECK!! FECK FECK… WOAHH!!” Both she and I exclaimed in surprise when, not used to this kind of action, the chair that we were on gave way as the base snapped and the seat part tumbled back as we hit the floor. It left me a little winded since unlike Lynch, I wasn’t used to ‘bumps’ like that. But there was no time to waste as while both on our backs on the floor we locked eyes with gazes of desire. She rolled to her side and lifted a leg to offer herself up and I moved right back in behind her to press my chest against her back as I rammed my dick back into her ass to go balls deep right away.
“MMMM! You know, Bitchy Lynch… The camera is rolling and filming this all…” I told her and was barely heard not just from my moans but her loud and shameless cries of delight as I went back to work and fucked her ass deep and hard. The slap of her plump cheeks as they struck my crotch also rang out for a sinful soundtrack to this action. “I hope that’s OK… MMMM! FUCK… But if it bothers you? I could stop and…” I offered with a smirk as one hand moved underneath her to once again grip her neck possessively like I owned her and that gorgeous MILF body of hers with this wicked version of almost a chokehold. All while my thrusts kept her ass wickedly red from the constant clap backs and the occasional spank that I unleashed onto her while she jolted in response to my pumps.
“HELL NO!!!” She yelled out almost desperately with a voice that dripped in lust. Too cock-drunk from my thrusts and addicted to my fat, long shaft as I rammed away in and out of that once super-tight asshole. Now reshaped to allow me to ram in deep and hard with swift and smooth thrusts. Yet again it all looked like she would be way more suited for life as an anal porn star instead of a pro wrestler. “DON’T STOP! DON’T YOU DARE FECKIN’ STOP! AHHHHH!!” One of her hands was right down at her pussy to rub away at her wet slit while I pounded her ass. The other arm was back behind to curl around my head with further need to show how badly she wanted to be used like this. The kind of action that she most likely had dreamed about for years but had never got from any man and that included her husband.
“Oh no you don’t!” I grunted and reached around with a free hand, bringing it back and away from her snatch while I continued to pound away into her asshole. “My bitch will fucking cum… MMMM! FUCK… When she admits who she is!” I said to dominate her with words over and above my stiff actions. With her arm pushed away I gave her gorgeous face another rough slap to make her gasp in delight. She was able to handle it, with all that badass in-ring ability to handle wrestling moves easily translated to being built for hard fucking like this. The constant slap when her ass hit my crotch rang out like a machine going out of control to devastate that rear in a way that could leave her asshole gaped wide for well over a week after this encounter.
“AHHHHH FECK!! FECK!! YES! DON’T FECKIN’ STOP! AHHHH! FECK! IT’S TOO GOOD! AHHHH! SO FECKIN’ GOOD! MMMM!!” She gasped out through strands of flaming hair with closed eyes and mouth open to let the moans pour out. More sweat dripped from her to add to the mess all over the floor along with the juices that dripped from her still needy twat. The usually intimidating and independent beauty was reduced to a slutty state with her ass pounded deep and hard while I clutched her throat to make her groan in joy as I expertly restricted her air and made her back passage squeeze my cock in the process. “FECK! I NEED IT! AHHHHH! I FECKIN’ LOVE IT! FECK! FECK!! AHHHHH! FEEEEEEEEEEECK!!” She groaned and shuddered against my dick while her hands clutched my arm that held her neck. A sign that she knew her place to follow my orders to keep away from her pussy like she was a hidden submissive all along. She just needed the right fat, long cock to drive her wild into the bitch many a man wishes they could make her into.
“MMMM! That’s almost good enough, Bitchy Lynch… MMMM! But not quite enough…” I groaned and stopped my thrusts while my cock was buried into her ass. The break made her stare back as I smacked her face again, just to make her groan without even a flinch. I was about to say more when she surprised me, and pleasantly so, when she leaned back and crashed her lips with desire into mine. She shoved her tongue into my mouth as I grinned and let her make out with me in a way I don’t think she’d ever kissed her husband with before. This ‘distraction’ allowed me to shift us both so I was on my back on the floor and her back with all the hair stuck to her was against my chest. That allowed me to scoop up her legs and bring them back and up towards her head before I broke the kiss when I locked my hands behind her head. A grounded version of a Full Nelson that pinned her in place before I started to ravage her thick ass all over again to make her scream in delight.
“AHHHH! Say it! MMMM! Fucking say it! Say you’re my bitch!!” I demanded between grunts as I drove deep and hard into that already well-fucked and stretched-out back passage of the stunning WWE Superstar. In a hard sweat myself and I’d never even stepped foot in a wrestling ring before but I used up the great stamina I had to drive my big young cock so hard into this fat ass that she’d likely never be able to ever feel another man inside of this hole after today. Not after I’d resized her to the exact shape of my dick and branded her on the outside two with how bright red her thick cheeks and her gorgeous face were to match the colour of her hair. “MMMM! Admit that you’re my fucking bitch! AHHHH! Or you won’t get to cum your fucking brains out… MMMM! Like the nasty, cheating bitch that you are!” My threat was only half-hearted since I had no plans to stop or deny her of the kind of peak that she could never get from her marriage. It did make for some smoking hot footage for my camera to capture as I fucked Big Time Becks stupid so that even without being able to touch her snatch, and not just because her hands obediently clutched my arms to keep herself trapped, that moist pussy dripped with her intense arousal.
“AHHHH! FECK! FECK! YES! YES, I’M YERR BITCH! AHHHH! I’M YERR FECKING CHEATIN’, SLUTTY BITCH! AHHHH!!” Becky screamed out the confession and my cock even pulsed there and then from how shameless and filthy her words were, but it just encouraged me to reward her with more deep and hard pumps into her built-to-be-fucked ass. The loud slaps when I made her cheeks crash into my crotch rang out to be just about heard over her moans and my grunts while I kept her gripped in the Full Nelson which alone only thrilled her with a blend of pain along with the great pleasure. “THE MAN IS YERR BITCH! THE MAN IS YERR BITCH!!” She almost chanted out as her eyes rolled back and she shuddered again like her mind was breaking from being railed so good. The best that she’s ever had it before in her veteran life and without any care that I now had the kind of footage that could end not just her relationship but her career in and out of wrestling if it ever leaked out.
I could have said more, but I felt my release not being too far off in the distance so I continued to hammer way into the big booty of Big Time Becks. Without any care that from how reddened her backside was her husband would easily be able to tell that she’d been up to no good for well over a week before the tiny finally faded away from her. The same could easily be said for how gaped wide her snatch and asshole were by my thrusts and she might be lucky if she ever felt any lesser man inside of her holes after the work my huge cock had done to the former Women’s Champion of Raw, Smackdown and NXT. The grin that was plastered on her sweat-soaked face showed she wouldn’t regret that kind of evidence being left on her when it felt this good to be taken like the whore I’d broken her into.
“I’M YERR BITCH! MMMM! I’M YERR FECKIN’ BITCH! AHHHH! T-THE MAN… AHHHHH! IS A FECKING BIIIIIIIIIIITCH MMMMMMMMMM!!” Lynch shuddered again as she screamed out in delight. In such a state of lust that this time she didn’t even need to touch her pussy before she shamefully squirted across the room all over again. Even more powerful than before to further stain the floor with the spray as she squirmed in my grip and moaned in delight. Fucked right through that powerful peak as I continued to drive in and out of her ass long after the gush had stopped. After all, she was my bitch now so I could enjoy her any way I wanted to! Well, for as long as I could last as it didn’t take long after she slumped back in my grip before I let go of the Full Nelson and pulled my dick out of her gaped wide asshole with a deep grunt.
I knew my finish wasn’t far away but I couldn’t help but enjoy The Man (or I guess now The Bitch from her confession of how good I was) one more time. I got up and gripped her long, very messy hair to force the exhausted badass to her knees. She barely opened her eyes before I rammed my cock back into her mouth and once again, just like how this session had begun, fucked her face swiftly and deep with my thickness. So that made her engage in ass-to-mouth when the strong flavour of that freshly fucked rump hit her tongue. Perhaps to no surprise, she just groaned at the taste so the gags that left her weren’t from being repulsed, but just from how deeply my cock hit into her usually brash and trash-talking mouth.
“GAAAAAAAAAHH! MMMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAAAAHH!!” Lynch choked on my thick dick one more time as I fed it in and out of her mouth. The slobbering of her saliva all over me easily worked to ‘clean up’ the taste of her ass from my fat inches but even after that I continued with the pumps to race myself to a well-deserved finish. Although her words, or at least groans, were muffled by my dick, I was sure that she wouldn’t object to being used like a living fleshlight so I could get off. Even if it meant she choked away all over my rod and had her saliva drip from her chin and coat those rounded MILF titties of hers. Just another wicked sight for my camera to capture and enjoy on top of everything else that I’d put this Big Time beauty through today.
“FUCK! FUCK… Here it cums, bitch!” I grunted and pulled out of her mouth as my dick pulsed and I gripped myself to stroke off and aim down at her. “Fucking take it, my dirty fucking bitch!!” I groaned and began to blast as the thick ropes landed over her pretty face and made her moan from the sensation of hot spunk on her skin. Granted, some got caught up in her long red hair and that alone made her look far from the tough badass that she was supposed to be. The sight of my seed over her cheeks, nose, forehead and lips only cemented that as I used her features to unload all over. So much spunk that by the time I’d finished painting her, the spunk dripped down to land across her tits that heaved for long overdue air. As if this had all been tougher and cost more energy compared to any WWE match that she’d ever had in her life.
“Let me just grab this…” I moved across the room and grabbed the camera that had recorded all of this filthy action. There was no way that I was gonna miss out on the mother of all money shots so I recorded a close-up of my load all over Becky’s face. That was a treat enough before she made it even better. Her eyes were still closed with spunk over the lids but she blindly reached out to capture my softening cock. Just to slap her tongue around the tip and do the proper job to clean me off with quick swirls around me and even a couple of quick bobs along the upper inches for good measure. Like only a dirty, unfaithful bitch could.
“So… Becky… Or should I say, The Bitch…” I grinned and continued to film her. “I think you understand who you are now… And who I am…”
“Mmmm… Feck yeah I do…” Lynch groaned with a still lusty tone while she gave my dick one last lick. “Yerr are the feckin’ Man… And I’m yerr feckin’ bitch…”
“That’s a good bitch…” I said and still filmed her. “Although, you know… I’ve now got a lot of nasty footage here of you being down bad for me… Along with admitting what a bitch you are…”
“Ahhhh… About that…” Lynch finally reaches up to wipe spunk away from her eyes. “I’m gonna be needing that ‘forbidden footage’ of yerrs… Ya know, to keep my husband from seeing it and all that…”
“Oh, I bet… And to see what a fucking bitch you truly are…” I said with a smirk. “But sure, I might be able to part with a copy of it at least, but if you want to make sure it stays put and doesn’t go anywhere? I think you and me need to work out a deal…”
“Let The Bitch guess… My fat Irish back deep on the cock of The Man?” Becky smirked and all too easily accepted the slutty nickname for herself as well as crowning me superior as The Man.
“Oh, more than that… We’ll be making a brand new tape every time we hook up…” I decided for her with a grin.
“Then what the feck are we waiting for??” Lynch licked her lips. “The Bitch is ready for another Dream Shoot all over again!”
To state the obvious, she soon proved that to be very true with the red hot ride that followed in the already ruined mess of my studio. A small price to pay for a red hot, badass MILF fuck toy who was down to be dominated any time I wanted and I had the footage to prove it. All in a day’s work to make sure my clients get the best out of them on and off the camera. Just never in the way that The Man, as she used to be, could have ever dreamed that she’d be good for!
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