The Rise of Carnage [WWE Women - 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 is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, characters etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any of its characters.

Starring: Becky Lynch (WWE)

The Rise of Carnage Part 1: Becky Lynch

An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.

By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.

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It sounds like something out of the WWE 2K video game series of MyRise or something similar. Me, a rookie sensation pro wrestler in sports entertainment, with a sudden, rapid rise up the ranks to dominate through NXT and then to the main roster in quick fashion. It might sound unbelievable but it’s how The Rise of Carnage happened and I had won the biggest prize of them all in the biggest, high-stakes match of my life. Now with the World Championship to prove it.

Sure, I’m skipping ahead of a lot of matches and details here to talk about my WrestleMania moment of a Main Event victory to become champion, but it’s my story and I’m telling it how it is. We’ll get to those early days in developmental soon enough. But for now, I wanted to brag about something other than my big victory. The unexpected, but very welcome, ‘after party’ that I enjoyed in my locker room.

I was just sat in a chair in my changing room, which honestly was more like a celebrity green soon with a table adorned with drinks and snacks up against a wall, a big TV on another wall, and even a long couch to relax in. I was sat on a comfy chair with my title across my lap, clad in military-style camo pants with boots that made up my ring attire. It showed off my muscular frame perfectly and nicely hid the fat, long cock that I packed underneath. Just without the intimating, comic book character-like body paint that I’d wear for major matches after I’d wiped the remains off. I basked in the glory of my victory with a wide smile before my thoughts were rudely interrupted when some loud knocks were heard and before I could even call out to see who it was, a very welcome but pissed-off sight stormed in.

The Man herself. Big Time Becks. The stunning red-headed Irishwoman and certified MILF known as Becky Lynch. “The Man has come around to have a word with yerr! Ya lil’ weirdo!” She snapped. Clad sexily in a tight, black bodysuit with white trim that perfectly hugged her rounded tits and flaunted her fat, juicy ass encased in fishnet tights with boots. “Ya think yerr some feckin’ big shot now huh? Gettin’ that cheap lil’ fluke win over my feckin’ hubby out there tonight!” She ranted and glossed over my hard-fought victory over her Superstar husband and now former World Champion. Words more fuelled by the rivalry I’d had with her man in the run-up to this evening.

With an amused smirk, I stood up from my chair and put my title belt down on the edge of the couch. “Bullshit, Becks… I beat the crap out of your sorry jackass husband and even him and his goon followers couldn’t stop the Rise of Carnage.” I teased and used the moment to say my catchphrase even if it made her roll her eyes. “You’re just mad that you’re going home with a damn loser tonight… And I’m the biggest winner of them all.”
 “Yerr a feckin’ joke! Just some chump kid who got lucky, that’s all!” Lynch scoffed with her hands on her plump hips. “And keep yerr feckin’ eyes up here, ya damn rat! The Man ain’t just some piece of meat that you can check out!” She snapped as I openly gazed over her sexy attire and those lovely curves.
“Oh, if it’s meat you’re after, Becks? I can give The Man about, say, a nice footlong of some fat, ripe, young meat tonight!” I bragged with a cocky grin.

Perhaps deservingly, I ate a firm slap to the cheek from Lynch for that remark but my face barely turned away from her.  I took a moment to rub my cheek before I smirked at her again. “You hit harder than your punk-ass man does, Becks!” I taunted again and got another stiff slap across the face from the pissed-off beauty. “Someone’s fucking worked up!” I mocked as her slaps registered but didn’t faze me. “Maybe you need to vent some of those frustrations of yours by going one-on-one with me tonight? And I ain’t talking about a title match either.”

She was about to level me with another slap but this time my words made her narrow her eyes. “Kid… Yerr couldn’t last five minutes with The Man even on yerr best day…” She shook her flame-haired head. “I’m not like the other bitches on the roster than yerr have had!” Lynch added and that remark caught me even more off guard than her slaps.
“Sounds like someone has heard about my reputation with the women around here…” I noted with a confident smile. “Or maybe The Man is just fucking mad that she’s had to wait for her turn? And settled for some guy who can’t last even a minute with her?” I made sure to taunt.

This time, I was ready for the slap that came my way and blocked it with my powerful arm. Her other hand swung up and I countered it too with a grip of the wrist. Once again, she surprised me but thankfully not with any strike. Just a move of a different kind when she pressed her lips into mine for a sudden, lusty liplock. One I gladly took as I opened my mouth and let her tongue dart against mine as we exchanged moans and some spit. Built-up desires perhaps for months, if not longer, between us since she was a fine as fuck, big booty MILF and I was a hot, young stud who dominated her husband in the ring earlier on.

By the time she shoved me back and broke the kiss, saliva was across her lips. I was about to say something but she cut me off with a fired-up yell. “Shut the feck up and get out yerr fat feckin’ cock that I’ve been hearin’ all about!” She demanded and instantly, if not rather submissively, got onto her knees in front of me.
“So, my reputation has been spreading…” I chuckled as I loosened my belt. So that within moments my thick, long American dick sprung out, semi-hard already for the Irish babe to stare at with wide and tellingly lustful eyes.
“This is yerr lucky feckin’ day, ya sick lil’ pervert!” Becky mocked me but made a slutty sight when she stroked off my dick to get me hard to cheat on her husband right away. “Think yerr can handle The Man? I’d like ya to feckin’ try ya bastard!” She snapped and that thick Irish accent just made the dirty talk even hotter.
“Why do I feel like… Mmmm… You’ve been wanting an excuse to get a piece of me ever since I made it to the main roster?” I noted as I watched her eagerly pump me in a way no married woman should do for a guy they aren’t hitched to. Let alone with the kind of expression, mixed with desire and fury, that she had on.

“Shut your feckin’ mouth, ya bastard! And let The Man see what the feckin’ hype about you is all about!” She growled before, much to my delight, she shoved that infamous silver-tongued mouth down deep onto my fat cock to put her hole to even better use. The sensation made me groan right away as she plunged right onto me and didn’t hold back when she made herself choke on my prick right away. Her sexy flaming hair swayed as she bobbed her head and fucked her pretty features right on my dick straight away. “GAHHHHHHH! MMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAAAAHHH!” She slobbered on me, for a hint that she’s been frustrated and wanted a piece of me for months now with how desperately she pumped those soft lips straight up and down along my dick. The feeling was mutual as I got a peace of a stunning Irish MILF who gorged herself on my thick American cock like a true nasty whore. Especially with the clear moans that she let out between those raspy chokes. “GAAAAAAAAH! MMMMM! GAAAAAHHH! HHHHRRKKK!”

“MMMM… Yeah, that’s fucking it… Suck it, you nasty fucking bitch…” I didn’t let her get away with it easily just because she willingly whored herself out to me. My dick got quickly soaked with her spit as she pumped swiftly up and down to slam the thick crown of my long shaft into the back of her hungry and talented mouth. “MMMM… Coming to me to finally get some big fucking dick, huh? MMMM… Bigger than your shithead, loser husband has, right? MMMM… And I fucking bet he can’t even… MMMM… Last this long against… MMMM! A dirty, slutty dick-hungry mouth like yours… MMMM! You sick little fucking whore!” I made sure to taunt her while I smirked and let her drive her mouth deeply with a quick pace as the drool began to seep down her chin. The loud slurps and harsh chokes echoed around the locker room along with my moans but even with how good it felt, I wasn’t going to be finished off as quickly as other men would be by a blowjob this wild and shameless.

“GAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAHHH! HHHHRRRKKK…” The eyes of the multi-time Women’s Champion narrowed at me but rather than pull away to mock me back, she kept that porn star mouth planted deep on my dick. Her lips fought to keep pressed around my vast size while the spit dripped along her neck to go with how messy her long hair had started to be. “MMMMPPPHHHH! GAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAHH!!” Yet even as she repeatedly drove her face right down onto my dick, her lust-filled eyes never watered up once. All that battle-hardened skill to handle pain in the ring easily translated to being able to handle some rough stuff in the bedroom like this. On her knees as she choked and slobbered all over my fat cock and still wanted more as the moans that vibrated around my inches proved.

“MMMM… Since you’re so fucking down bad to finally… MMMM! Fuck a winner with a real fucking dick for once? MMMM… Let the Champ reward you for being such a dirty fucking bitch!” I decided for her with another cocky smile as I gripped her long red hair to stop her bobs. Just to then slam my dick straight into her mouth and with the next thrust, I went even further to invade that snug, hot and damp throat of hers. Her reaction was wide eyes, just to then roll back in whorish delight as her hands grabbed onto my powerful thighs with need. Now the face fuck was one I delivered to her and it was even more intense than when she’d sucked me off. “MMMM! Fuck! Yeah, you nasty fucking whore! MMMM! Fucking take it, bitch! AHHHH! Gag all over that big fucking cock… MMMM! Like the fucking cheating bitch you’ve wanted to be for fucking months!” I mocked between deep grunts as I thrust stiffly and pounded away into her tight oral tunnel to reach deeper into her than any man, and that included her husband, had ever hit before in her veteran life.

“GAAAAAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!” The fingers of the Irishwoman dug into my skin as she let her stunning face be fucked and her throat in turn when I drove in. My heavy balls smacked against her chin as I filled her up while she choked hard as the saliva flowed over her lips. The front of her tight bodysuit got soaked with her spit to go with the layer over my cock. It made the hard nipples of her rounded tits stand out to further show how aroused she was to be used like this along with the moans that still broke up those loud and raspy chokes. “GAAAH GAAAAAAH GAAAHH GAAAWWWKKK! HHHHHRRRKKK!!” I slammed my dick home into her windpipe as the sweat formed on her pretty face as if this took more effort out of her compared to any title match she’s ever been in. Yanked along my thrusts, I pulled her features into my crotch to meet my skin so the back when my nuts collided with her chin rang out along with her slurps and chokes.

Honestly, I could have spent all night just being balls deep in this gorgeous, curvy MILF’s nasty mouth and from her groans and those rolled-back eyes she maybe felt the same. But I wasn’t going to waste the chance to properly use the target of my lust for many a month. With a groan, I pulled out as she gasped and coughed up spit to further soak her clothing and body. I humiliated her a bit more when I slapped my heavy dick against her beautiful features. That smeared more of her saliva onto her before I forced her back towards my crotch so I could use her face as rest for my shaft. I was still rock-hard as the spit dripped onto her and got caught in her hair. All as she narrowed her eyes and submissively flicked her tongue at my rounded balls to worship me a little more with all too eager swirls around the large sacks. A feeling that alone would make most men cum in an instant as she groaned and lapped once again like a good little whore.

“So, bitch? Finally ready to know your place?” I mocked with a wide grin as I kept a hold of her wrecked hair. “I’m sure your jackoff husband won’t mind you being my new top whore and fuck toy on the road… Before and after shows… Maybe even during them if I’m in the fucking mood.”
“Get fecked, you feckin’ arsehole!” Lynch snapped in true feisty Irish fashion. “Is that all ya feckin’ got? The Man has had better being gangbanged by the rookies in NXT than this tame shite!!” She no doubt lied but showed that I’d need to put in extra work to break her despite how down to not just fuck, but cheat on her husband with a younger man like me.
“Bullshit, slut… But if you want it that bad?” I made her groan when I hauled her to her feet and marched her over to the table by the wall with all the snacks and drinks that made up part of my deluxe locker room. “Then you’re about to fucking get it, bitch!” I said and pushed her over to both bend over and put up a leg onto it. So already, items got knocked over as she got into position with both hands willingly on the table’s surface and her tights-covered leg spread out nicely to the side while the other leg stayed planted on the floor.
“Do yerr feckin’ worst, ya bastard!” She glared with desire as well as anger over her shoulder. I only let go of her locks so one hand could grip the bottom of her bodysuit to haul it to the side and the other first tore a hole in those sexy tights that she still had on. I pushed my dick against her tellingly moist entrance. Without any complaints that I was about to take her bareback either which just proved how badly she’s wanted to be railed by me since I first inked a deal with the WWE.

“AHHHHHH FEEEEEEECKK!!” Her head tilted back in approval when I pushed my dick into that super-tight pussy. For a certified MILF, she felt near vice-like as my thick, long cock forced her tunnel to stretch out as I firmly worked in and out. So either her pussy had been off limits for years now, or the man she was married to only had a tiny pencil dick compared to the huge weapon that I packed. “COME ON! AHHHH! IS THAT ALL YA GOT FOR THE MAN??” She nearly snarled but with lust clear in that angered yell while her eyes stayed locked onto me as I took her from behind. With a glance down to watch my fat cock pump smoothly in and out of that damp, tight pussy. The force of my thrusts alone made her plump ass jiggle and caused her body to rock against the table I fucked her over. The bumps made the table smack into the wall to rattle as bottles spilt over the side and made a mess on the floor. Over and above the fact that the collision with the wall would no doubt alert anyone in the hallway outside that some wild fun was going on. “MMMM! THIS AIN’T FECKIN’ SHIT! BRING IT ON YA LIL’ PRICK! MMMM!”

“MMMM… You talk some tough shit… AHHH! For a bitch that feels like she’s gonna cream any fucking second!” I taunted before I took hold of her signature red hair once again to keep my dominance over the usually untouchable beauty. Even more so than I did just with my stiff and deep thrusts that spread that tight and moist MILF pussy as I buried into another of her pleasurable holes. “MMMMM! Don’t worry, bitch! MMMM! I won’t tell your man… AHHHH! That you had to come fuck a winner like a nasty, desperate whore… MMMM! To finally get your rocks off!” I taunted her not just with dirty talk but with strikes of my free hand as I spanked her fat ass. Each firm slap just made her groan with approval, even if verbally she laid more insults on me, and I even felt the squeeze of her pussy around me as I slapped her cheeks. A sharp tug on the hair once in a while helped to yank her back towards me while she was perched on the edge of the table before my crotch began to collide with her stunning body when I properly filled her up.

“AHHHHHH! THE MAN IS ONLY FECKIN’ SURPRISED… UHHHH! YOU DIDN’T BLOW A TINY LOAD ALREADY, YA LIL’ WEIRDO! MMMM! FUCK!!” She refused to give in just yet even with how willingly she let me control the pace and drive balls deep into her again and again. Unfazed by the pulls on her hair or the slaps to her rump which all just made her hiss with desire before she moaned thanks to my big American dick as I pounded away into that snug Irish pussy. “AHHHH! MMMM! I CAN BARELY FECKIN’ FEEL IT! MMMM! COME ON! AHHHHH! IS THAT ALL YA FECKIN’ GOT? MMMMM! JUST THAT WEAK BULLSHIT!!” She glared again at me, despite how wet her snatch was that left my cock soaked with juices even at this still relatively early stage of the action. With the sweat that began to cover her gorgeous, curvy body. My powerful, muscular frame had only started to break out even after my victorious Championship match over her husband earlier in the night. Now I got to enjoy an even better prize of her pussy that clamped around my dick with need as I sinfully resized her. “MMMM! THE MAN DIDN’T COME HERE… AHHHH! JUST TO BE FUCKED LIKE ONE OF YERR OTHER WHORES FROM THE FECKIN’ ROSTER! MMMM!!”

“MMMM… Is that so?” I said with a chuckle before I let out another moan of delight when I buried myself balls deep into that wonderful and wet pussy of the Grade-A MILF. It seemed my reputation around the locker room, and the many conquests that I’ve had outside of the squared circle might have fired up Big Time Becks even more if she knew she’s had to wait while other female Superstars got a piece of this huge cock of mine. Likewise, I’d had to wait to finally rail one of the hottest women in all of WWE not just today but in its history. I more than made up for the ‘lost time’ with a swift and stiff pace that made her plump backside constantly ripple from my hard thrusts. Her sexy fishnet tights began to tear down the leg that was raised on the table that I fucked her against. The clatter when another item fell off the furniture when it rocked thanks to the hard fuck we were involved in was barely heard over both our loud moans and the sharp slap when I either made her ass clap hard into me or I spanked her booty. “MMMM… Sounds like you’re just pissed off… AHHHH… I’ve been balls deep in the rest of the whores of the WWE… MMMM! And you had to settle for your loser, tiny-dicked husband… MMMM! Who hasn’t made you this fucking wet all your damn marriage… MMMM! Like I’m doing to you right now!”

“AHHHHH! YERR AIN’T HALF THE MAN HE IS… AHHHHH! AND YERR AIN’T EVEN A TENTH… AHHHH! OF THE FECKIN’ MAN THAT THE MAN IS RIGHT HERE! MMMM!!” She claimed even as strands of loose red hair started to stick to her face but to her credit, she showed that she could easily be a megastar in the porn industry with how well she handled my massive cock. Not finished off yet even though many a normal woman would have been left a wreck from multiple orgasms long before this point if they tried to take my fat, long dick. The former Women’s World Champion panted and tried to buck back against my powerful thrusts while I slammed home into her slot. That tight love tunnel was resized to fit the shape of my thick prick while the repeated spanks that I dished out to her backside left a wicked handprint on that delicious rump. That just meant she had more evidence now on her to go with how gaped wide her pussy would be to prove what an unfaithful wife she’s been. “MMMM! THAT’S WHY YERR KEEP PULLIN’ MY FECKIN’ HAIR… SLAPPIN’ MY ARSE… MMMM! BECAUSE YERR KNOW… AHHHH! YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE MAN BEIN’ IN CONTROL!”

“MMMM… Bitch? If you just want it that bad?” I smirked before I made the both of us groan when I pulled out of that moist pussy. “You just need to be a good little whore for the Champ… And beg like a fucking bitch in heat to let you ride my cock.”
“The Man don’t feckin’ beg for anything!” Lynch almost snarled as she moved off that ruined table with all the snacks, drinks and whatnot now strewn around the surface and all over the floor for one Hell of a mess.
“It sounds like to me that…” I began to taunt again before she possessively shoved me with her hands. It caught me a little off guard but it wasn’t just because of any trip that I fell back onto a chair in my locker room, it was just how bad this stunner wanted the best sex of her life.
“SHUT THE FECK UP AND FECK ME, YOU ARSEHOLE!!” Becky snapped before she swung a leg over and faced away from me so she could straddle me with both legs on either side of me for a nicely mounted position. That allowed her fat ass to lower onto my waist while her moist pussy once again plunged onto my cock and as her arms reached back to rest on my broad chest, I grabbed her toned, still-covered by a bodysuit waist to keep her in position.

“AHHHHH! FECK! FECK! FECK!!” Despite her demand that I screw her again, I used her lust against her to let her bounce on my cock for a while. The leg strength of the former Women’s Champion of Raw, Smackdown and NXT let her work that tight, wet pussy straight up and down on my length to fill her up deep with my inches. The smack rang out when her snatch met my crotch and my heavy balls before she rose along my rod to barely the halfway point before she drove right back down onto me. “COME ON! AHHH! YOU NASTY FECKER! MMMM! FECKIN’ ARSEHOLE! AHHHHH! DO YA FECKIN’ WORST! MMMM! TRY TO TAKE ON THE FECKIN’ MAN! MMMM! YA AIN’T GOT THE FECKIN’ BALLS TO DO IT!” She almost ranted in her desire to show how badly she wanted the best sex possible from this hate fuck. Admittedly, I wanted the same but was a little distracted when I watched the near hypnotic jiggle of that plump backside when it slapped hard into my muscular waist. Those cheeks had started to turn a shade of sinful red to match the colour of her hair to show how hard she could take some action and give it right back better than a porn star.

“MMMM… Sounds like something you have to tell your worthless husband every night… MMMM! When he only lasts half a minute against a whore like you!” I mocked with a wide grin as she glared over her shoulder at me. “But if you want it that fucking bad, bitch? Try not to scream the entire building down when you cream your fucking brains out!” I teased before I took command of the position and started to hammer my fat cock up into that snug MILF pussy. Her head tilted in delight and, just as I’d expected, her yells of delight went up to the roof as she couldn’t even bounce on my prick from how quick and hard I drove into her twat. A piston-like pace to drill her snug hole that was resized enough to perfectly fit the shape of my vast shaft like we’d been fuck buddies for years now rather than the one night. All as I grunted and enjoyed how her juices dripped along my cock from her strong arousal as she fucked the victorious Superstar who had beaten her husband earlier in the night and this wasn’t even a wager to offer herself up for a good time after my win.

“AHHHHHHHHHH FEEEEEEEECKK!! MMMMMMMM!!” The Irishwoman howled out as I kept her stuffed on my thick American dick while I hammered deep and hard up into her still needy slot. That porn star ability was on full display as she jolted along my prick with each thrust I slammed into her but still wanted more even as the sweat coated her exposed skin and more holes were ripped in her tights as she held the position over me. Mounted like a trophy of war with hair stuck across her face while I yanked her body along my thrusts to drive in deeper than any man in her life had ever reached into her slot. “FECK YOU! AHHHH! YOU CAN’T… UHHHH! HANDLE THE FECKIN’ MAN! AHHHHH! I CAN… UHHHH! TAKE! MMMM! MUCH FECKIN’ WORSE THAN THIS! AHHHH! AHHHHH!!” She ranted not exactly in any delusional way but to keep us both fired up for this hate fuck. Not that I needed any further motivation to be balls deep in one of the most stunning women in all the WWE, and she in turn showed how she was more built for action like this compared to the in-ring kind that’s made her a multi-time singles and Tag Team Champion. A rough, hard pace that made the chair we were on creak and strain from the pressure.

I just smirked at her dirty talk and moved my hands up to explore her curves before I yanked down the zipper on the front of the bodysuit that she still had on. Her rounded tits bounced free from the costume, topped with hard nipples and my palms instantly clamped onto them to dig into the nicely generous amount of flesh. That grip made her howl in delight as she pushed her chest out towards my skilled fingers and kept her arms back onto my rugged body to keep herself mounted. Still bucked up and down from my stiff thrusts as I pounded into her twat but now fondled her rack to make sure she gasped and groaned from action that was unlike anything she’s taken before in her veteran life. Not that I wasn’t in the middle of one nasty workout too with the layer of sweat that covered me even if it was nothing like the soaked state of the beauty above me who shuddered as I hammered home into my new property, even if she didn’t admit it just yet, of her love tunnel.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCKK!!” Another scream of pleasure before her body shivered just as my cock fell out from her snatch from an extra hard jolt along my dick by her. Just in time when she hit her peak and didn’t just orgasm, but unleashed a full-on squirt as a spray of juices blasted from her snatch. The splatter landed across from the chair to go with the mess of bottles and food on the floor around the table while she rubbed her folds against my fat, long cock to ride out the pleasure. I could barely enjoy the victory of having made The Man cum like a cheap whore before we both let out grunts when the chair we had sat on gave way from the strain and shattered to leave us sprawled out on the floor with me still on my back and her on top of me.

I took full advantage not just to push my fat, still rock-hard dick back inside of her but this time yanked her bodysuit up and to the side so I could push my length into the supreme tightness of her asshole to finally treat that fat ass to what it deserved. Like a good slut, Becky just moaned and leaned forward for the reverse cowgirl position to present that ass before I gripped her thick hips and started to thrust upward into her back passage. With just the ‘lube’ of her pussy juices but as expected from a toughened, multi-time Champion like her she handled the invasion and didn’t care that I tore more holes in her tights with my grip on her. Too busy with the pleasure as she shamelessly clamped a hand onto her freshly soaked pussy and rubbed away at herself like a desperate bitch in heat while I fucked her up the ass from underneath.

“AHHHHH! COME ON, YOU FECKER! MMMMM! THE MAN AIN’T FECKIN’… AHHHH! DONE WITH YOU YET, YA FILTHY BASTARD! MMMM!!” She still ranted in her lust and anger but impressively still hand every left to shift and bounce that booty on my cock even after one powerful orgasm. She moaned through her wrecked, sweat-soaked hair while more moisture rolled off her body while her tits jiggled as she rocked back and forth in time with my thrusts. Almost as if I could have stopped and she’d attempt to ride herself silly on my big cock. “UHHHH! FECK!! AHHHH! COME ON! MMMMM! FECK ME UP! AHHHH! GIVE ME THAT FAT FECKIN’ DICK YOU HUNG BASTARD! AHHHH! AHHHH!” Her moans showed how much she began to break and got addicted to my dick. Not that it wasn’t clear enough with the moans she let out just from anal sex as her back passage gripped my size with even more intensity than her throat or snatch had earlier on. Which made me think that her husband had never gotten to tap this fantastic ass before with how virgin-tight she felt but at the same time, the ease with which she took my big American dick deeper into that juicy Irish ass made it feel like this wasn’t her first time with some anal.

“MMMM! Beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for this huge fucking cock!” I smirked and made sure to slap her ass while to moved up and down to take me gradually further into that tight anal tunnel. Even with her being on top of me, I still dominated her with my powerful and swift pumps that made her fat cheeks ripple wickedly. Our moans filled the air along with the smack when her plump, now bright red booty, finally slapped into my muscular waist as I claimed her asshole as my property. “MMMMM! I’ll fucking gape your ass so fucking wide… AHHHH… You’ll fucking feel it for the next fucking month! MMMM!” I vowed while I pumped briskly and stuffed my thickness deep and hard into her backside. Pleasure for us both but hers was sky high as she furiously rubbed away at her pussy while I pounded that tight rear. Each hard smack that I gave her ass just made her groan in delight as she finally got some sex that put her and that fantastic body through the treatment she not only deserved but was built to handle.

“AHHHHH! FECK! FECK! FECK! AHHHHH!!” She panted and looked far from the former Becky Two Belts or WrestleMania Main Event winner that she’s been in the past. Now she was just a lewd, cock-drunk mature whore with an ass spanked so red it matched the colour of her ruined hair. Juices soaked the inside of her thighs and all over her crotch as she rapidly worked her hand across her folds while she still managed to buck herself back and forth to take my thrusts deep between those juicy cheeks. “AHHHH! GIVE IT TO ME! COME ON YA FECKER!! MMMM! HARDER! AHHHH! COME ON! AHHHH! FECK ME UP YA BASTARD!!” She groaned out for as close to a submission agreement with my dirty talk as she’d let out yet. Not quite good enough for me but for that moment I rewarded her with another sharp spank to accompany the round of deep pumps I sent into her now nicely stretched-out back passage.

“MMMMM… That’s not what I asked for, slut!” I stated with a broad smirk while sweat coated my statue-like body. I paused my thrusts and noted the grunt of frustration from the shameless MILF mounted on top of me as she took over to slam those plump cheeks down onto my waist over and over to ride my dick like her life, let alone WWE career depended on it. “MMMM… The Man is going to have to be… AHHHH! An even bigger whore if she wants to cum her brains out again… MMMM! Like her jackoff husband has never managed to make her do!” I made sure to taunt her even as I slapped her booty again to remind her of how much of a cheating whore she’ was to a young stud. I backed up the trash talk since my dick was still rock-hard even at this very late stage of the fun and still held full control when I used my grip to push her off my dick for a look at how gaped open her asshole was.

 “What… What do you want?” Becky stared back at me with a submissive bit of her lower lip as she knelt on the floor and waited for orders like a good, broken and sex-drunk whore.
 “What do I want?” I mocked as I got off from the floor to my feet. “Fucking you so stupid that you won’t even remember what fucking day of the week it fucking is!” I smirked and helped myself to reach down and grab the back of her bodysuit. Fresh humiliation as I stripped her like it was a Divas-era Bra and Panties match to tear the costume from that sweat-covered body. Leaving her just in boots and those barely still-together tights with holes down her strong legs.
“Ooooooooh feck!!” Lynch moved and groaned as by the hair, I dragged her through the mess of bottles, snacks and even her squirt juices from before to the table she’d been fucked against earlier on. Without any objections, I hauled her up and dumped her onto her back. “Ya bastard! I didn’t bring any feckin’ clothes to change into!” She hissed but her eyes were locked onto my fat long cock as I stood between her legs.
“I’ll give you a merch shirt to do the walk of shame in after this…” I joked as I eyed her up. “Now spread them nice and wide like a good whore… And I’ll fuck you stupid until you’re squirting all over yourself… A nice way to break you fucking in as my new top slut!” I decided for her and teased as I tapped my dick against her juicy cheeks.

With an obedient nod, Becky reached down and gripped her thick butt cheeks to dig her fingers in. Her hips raised as she spread her cheeks and with how her arms reached over her legs, it bent her limbs back to press close towards her curved, MILF body so her boots were in line with her flame-haired head. Folded back in pure submission with her gaped asshole and moist pussy on full display and even her chest pushed up and out. She was soon rewarded when I pushed my fat cock back into her asshole and with the first thrust, I drove in balls deep to make her sweat-covered skin smack into my ripped midsection. A sensation that made her eyes shamefully roll back in pleasure with her mouth open to moan even as I leaned over and gripped her ankles to make sure she was still spread out for me.

“FECK! YES! YES!! FECK ME! FECK ME LIKE A FECKIN’ WHORE!! AHHHHH! YESSSSSS!” She panted in delight and got off on the rough anal sex now without her pussy even being touched to show not just how built for hard action in her rump she was, but that better-than-porn star ability to take this huge cock of mine. Nothing but pleasure with every hard thrust as I drove in and out and kept her pinned under me as I dipped my rod in and out of her stretched-out booty. “FECK! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! USE ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMMM! LIKE A FECKIN’ NASTY, CHEATIN’ BITCH! AHHHHH! FECK! FECK!!” She gasped with those eyes still almost back into her head from how good it felt for her ass to be hammered. Even if it left those fat cheeks bright red even more than her ruined hair was to go with the stretched wide state of her back passage that might not even tighten back up before the next major Premium Live Event that the WWE puts on.

“MMMM! Fucking beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for this fucking dick! MMMM! Like the fucking whore you’ve wanted to be for me for fucking months!” I grunted in between my stiff and deep pumps to pulverise her fat ass like I wanted to drill her right through this table and down into the floor a few feet deeper for good measure. Her back passage still had a fantastic tightness to her even after how hard I’ve ravaged her in this position alone, let alone the round of anal before. An ass that was meant to take a huge dick like mine but had likely never taken any real cock from any man and that included the one she was ‘happily’ married to. “MMMM! Admit it! AHHH! Admit that you’re nothing but my fucking bitch! MMMMM! A whore for me to pound any fucking night I want to! MMMM! Owing this fat fucking ass of yours with this huge fucking dick!” I still smirked and revelled in how I’d gotten to be balls deep in all the pleasurable holes of this stunning Irishwoman in just one night. Perhaps one of my finest conquests in all my time in sports entertainment and certainly it meant more to me than even the Championship victory I’d gotten earlier in the night.

“AHHHHH! YES! AHHHH! I’M YERR FUCKING BITCH!! AHHHHH! I’M YERR NASTY, CHEATIN’, DIRTY FECKIN’ ANAL-LOVIN’ WHORE!! AHHHHH! I’M FECKIN’ YOURS! YOURS!! AHHHHH!!” She finally broke as her body started to shudder and a new peak began to build inside of her fantastic body. Her fingers still clutched her ass to dig into the ample, red-tinted flesh of her rump but that grip did nothing to stop the wild jiggle of her booty whenever I slammed my fat dick deep into her. “DON’T STOP! FECK ME LIKE A WHORE! AHHHHH! LIKE YOUR WHORE! MMMM! YERR CAN FECK ME ANY FECKIN’ NIGHT! ANY FECKIN’ DAY!! AHHHH! JUST FECK MY ASS! AHHHH! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOOOOOOOOPP!!” She howled out with her snatch soaked with strong arousal, harder than she’d ever been in her long life. A dirty MILF made for nasty action like this to make it a wonder why she ever got into wrestling in the first place when she was destined to be hammered by a big dick like this and could easily drain porn stars on skin flick shoots and be an even bigger star than she is as The Man in the WWE.

Now, she was just my piece of top-tier Irish fuck meat with a set of holes resized to the exact shape of my fat American dick. The sweat dripped from her curvy frame to make a mess on top of this table to go with all the rubbish that had fallen from it throughout the rounds of sex we’d been involved in. Folded up and stuck in place as I pounded away to dart my prick in and out of her asshole while I clutched her boots and kept her legs, barely contained in torn to shreds tights, pinned back to her head and body to further use her like mere property. Grunts and groans left me as even with my high sexual talent and stamina to match, even a stud like me had limits and it took a fine, fat ass like this slutty MILF had to finally race me towards a well-earned finish. One that kept me with a wide smile as I enjoyed this latest victory of my sinful ‘career’ outside of the wrestling ring.

“I’M YERR WHORE! I’M YERR SLUT! I’M… FECKIN’… YOOOOOOOOOOUUURRRRRRSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHH!!” As she screamed towards the roof of my locker room and shuddered again, I grunted when her back passage clamped around my dick and her body shuddered as I let go of her and leaned back but continued to hammer her ass with deep and rapid thrusts. That second, powerful orgasm landed and it completed her humiliation when the hard squirt that she unleashed fired upward, just to splatter back down across her sweat-soaked body. Juices landed all over her stomach and tits before she spluttered when her face and hair got drenched for good measure. With no choice, not that any of this wild sex wasn’t willing on both our parts, but to ride out this high as I pumped away for more deep strokes before I finally pulled out and smirked at how gaped wide her asshole had been left.

That would have been enough of a victory for most men to put another guy’s wife through such wild sex but I wasn’t just built differently, I wanted my whores to know their place. So as Becky stayed still curled up and now soaked with her squirt, I moved around to the side and stood in line with her head to lean over and rapidly pump my cock. Another reason for her to groan in delight when I started to paint her pretty face white with my huge load. Thick, hot ropes splashed over her cheeks, nose and mouth as she groaned and didn’t mind one bit that some got caught through her ruined hair. The sight of a truly used whore by the time I dumped an amount of spunk which made it seem like she’d been through a gangbang by the time I let go of my rod and reached to grab the back of her head. A pull over to the side so I could stuff my dick into her mouth and made her slurp on me with a round of slow bobs. Not just to clean off that shaft of the excess spunk, but to give her the strong taste of her back passage direct from my inches for some ass-to-mouth that completed her submission as my new fuck toy.

“So… Slut…” I smirked and watched her suckle on my softening dick for a while before she finally pulled away from me with a lusty groan. “You down for a rematch back at my hotel suite tonight? Or do you need to go settle for your loser husband and give him the best twenty seconds of his life to make him feel good for once?” I mocked with a rightly cocky laugh.
“Mmmm… The Man is always up for a rematch…” Impressively, Becky moved herself off the soaked table and stood up. A glance over me before she walked past me and picked up my newly won Championship. Some submission of a different kind as the juices and cum-coated whore wrapped that title belt around my hunky waist and secured it in place. “If yerr want another shot at The Man?” She purred into my ear. “Yerr gonna need to keep these ‘matches’ against us a secret…” She said, to show she planned on being unfaithful with me a lot more than just this one night.
“I think I can manage that… And I might have a spare shirt and some Jeans for you to wear so the world doesn’t know what a dirty fucking slut you are when you walk out of here.” I teased with a grin as Becky licked her lips with an obedient nod. Ready to be pounded stupid as she checked out my fat cock once again.

So, sure, this was the Rise of Carnage but I skipped ahead of a lot of my accomplishments (in and out of the ring) to talk about one of the best moments of my career. Can you blame me? But don’t worry, I’ll spill the beans about what else I achieved, and the whores I railed stupid along the way, all in good time. Since as good as that ‘WrestleMania’ moment was? I had scored a good many even better ones behind the scenes just like I’d done to The Man that glorious night.

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