The Rise of Carnage [WWE Women - Becky Lynch, Trish Stratus & more]

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

Starring: Trish Stratus (WWE)

The Rise of Carnage Part 2: Trish Stratus

An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.

By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.

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It sounds like something out of the WWE 2K video game series of MyRise or something similar. Me, a rookie sensation pro wrestler in sports entertainment, with a sudden, rapid rise up the ranks to dominate through NXT and then to the main roster in quick fashion. It might sound unbelievable but it’s how The Rise of Carnage happened and I had won the biggest prize of them all in the biggest, high-stakes match of my life. Eventually, I captured the World Championship in the Main Event of WrestleMania. Which should be the only thing I’d ever need to brag about, right?

Well, let’s roll the story way back to when I’d crushed the Indies scene and smaller promotions to finally get a call-up to the Performance Center and NXT. Naturally, I crushed it in classes and behind the scenes I didn’t exactly have any problem scoring with the fine selection of talent down there either. But one day stood out for me more than the others not due to the kinds of classes on offer, but who was the guest coach for the day.

The Hall of Fame member, multi-time Women’s Champion and unquestionable living Legend and icon of women’s wrestling – Trish Stratus. A stacked blonde Canadian MILF who even now, years into being ‘semi-retired’ from the ring still looked as stunning as ever. It made it hard for once to focus in the class with those big, rounded tits and fat, juicy ass even in a basic T-shirt and leggings. All that yoga or whatever certainly did her body a world of good.

Anyway, a few hours passed and the class was wrapped up as I finished off my stretches and was about to chug down some water. Mid-sip, I felt a tap on my broad shoulder as I turned around. Seeing the mature beauty with a smile on her face that instantly grabbed my attention.

“Hey… Carnage, right?” Trish checked as I nodded with a smile. “You’re the new sensation causing all the fuss around here, huh?” She playfully teased and gave me a glance over. “I can see why! Big, muscular, tall, all that power… You build a wrestler from the ground up and he’d look like you!”
“That means a lot coming from a Legend like you, Miss Stratus!” I responded with a smile. Mindful of my surroundings and my rookie status to not just drool over one of the hottest women in all of WWE history.
“Oh, please. Just call me Trish!” Stratus stated with that gorgeous smile. “But… Speaking of calling…” She glanced from one side to the other, checking that the coast was clear. “Listen, this might sound a bit out there… But I, uh, ‘spoke’ with the guys in charge around here…” She claimed and thinking back, I should have known right off that this was suspicious for a married woman to want to speak with a younger man alone like this. “And if you’re down? I’d like to, you know, have a sort of… ‘Private’ coaching session with you later on…”
I blinked, wondering if I’d heard that right. “Uhhhh… I mean, duh! Yeah! Sure, I’d love that!” I wisely agreed. “Any tips I can get from a legend like you would…”
“Good!” She cut me off and once again checked that the coast was clear as she handed a small card. “Here’s where I’m staying tonight… Come meet me at, say, nine at night… And, of course, just keep this between us…” She added and gave me a wink when she stepped back. “Don’t want the other guys… Or gals… Around here from being envious or anything…”

With that, she turned and walked away as I looked over the card, then back up at her as she left with a profound sway of that fat ass. Did… Did that just happen? Even I had my doubts at that time even with how much success I’d had with women around NXT and beforehand. A Hall of Famer and Legend hitting on me? Surely not!

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Surely, yes!

Later that same night, I knocked on the hotel room door and heard the familiar voice inside calling me in as I found the door unlocked. Not for long as I made sure to secure it once I stepped inside. “Miss… I mean, Trish?” I said. Dressed somewhat smart-casual with jeans, a fresh shirt and a jacket. “You said you… HOLY FUCK!!”

Even with the many notches in my bedpost that I’d scored before, I wasn’t prepared to see Trish Stratus looking like a seductress in a sexy black silk dressing gown. Something like out of the old ‘Table Tips’ segments from the Attitude Era and not just the sexy, black bodysuit-style lingerie that she wore with gold trim. Her huge MILF tits pushed up and out to look bigger than ever while tight and short at the back to ride up that juicy backside. Topped off with long fetish gloves that the blonde stunner wore and used to beckon me in with the kind of lewd smirk that alone would make many men blow a load in their pants right there and then. All of that made me almost forget about that, and no doubt on purpose, she wore on her hands over the gloves two signature rings. The prized Hall of Fame membership on one hand and the other the supposedly sacred wedding ring. right now it might have just been a cheap accessory compared to the rest of her.

“Oh, this? A little something I keep around just in case… After all, you never know when you need to use something else than your Hall of Fame status to get your way…” Trish smugly said and when I approached, she took control (for the moment at least) and pushed me to sit on the edge of the bed. “Or when a hot, young stud with a reputation might be checking you out all class…”
“Guilty as fucking charged…” I admitted with a grin and even now I gazed over that tanned and curvy body. “As for a bad rep? Well, I haven’t had complaints from the chicks in the PC yet…” I boldly said.
“Sure… That’s what they all say…” Stratus teased and used those gloved hands to slide my jacket off and toss it away. “But those were wet-around-the-ears rookies… You’re dealing with the Queen of Queens here, kid!” She smugly said and locked eyes with me. “So how about you show me that I’m not wasting my time cheating on my husband like this and show me what kind of a big, hard cock that you’re packing?” She more ordered than simply asked.

With a smirk, I did as told to loosen my belt and then shove my Jeans and boxers down my legs. Instantly, she saw that it wasn’t just all hype around me when she locked on my thick, long and hardening dick that from the wide eyes and open mouth look on that gorgeous face was by far the biggest slab of cock she’d ever laid eyes on in her lengthy career. “Oh, I’m not gonna waste your fucking time tonight, Trish!” I grinned and even took off my shirt for good measure after my pants had been kicked to the side.

“No… No, you’re fucking not!” She all too eagerly grinned and moved to get onto her knees in front of me. “The question is, can you use it?” Trish challenged me as she took hold of my dick and started to pump me. “Since you might be able to thrill those random chicks, some of whom might not even make it out of the blocks from developmental… But you’re taking on one of the greatest of all time right now, kid!”
“How about you give me some nice, sweet Stratusfaction with those big fucking lips of yours?” I told with a cocky smile. “Then you’ll see that I can handle a fine Mommy like you all night long! And I’ll do it way better than your mind ever has done too!” I made sure to add.

That just got a sultry laugh out of her as she brushed her golden hair back. “That’s not exactly a high bar to pass, kid…” She teased me and made it sound like this wasn’t the first time she’d been on the prowl for some good dick in her married life. “But trust me, babe… If you can handle this? You’ll be getting the kind of Stratusfaction my fucking husband doesn’t even get!” She hinted about what would be in store for me before that mouth boldly sank onto my fat young cock. I moaned the moment those full lips wrapped around my thickness and just from the first loud slurp that she delivered onto me, this blowjob felt vastly better compared to the whores I’d banged across the Indies and outside of the WWE. That only continued when her beautiful face moved to the crown of my rod before she pushed back down to the halfway point. Her golden hair swayed and I heard muffled moans around my cock as she sucked with the sort of sultry look up at me that alone would make most men cum right there and then. She though got to show off her oral skills here since I stayed hard and ready for more from the Hall of Famer and I got the feeling she loved that too.

“MMMMPPPHHH… MMMMM… SHHHHRRRLLLPPP…” It was a sight more expected from a porn star than a semi-retired pro wrestler. Smooth, deep bobs of her head with a steady pace as she both savoured my big dick and tested me to see what a ‘rookie’ could take. Which was a damn lot from a mouth that hot and damp along with full lips made to suck dick. “MMMM! MMMMPPHHH… SHHHLLLKKK… MMMM…” That experienced oral hole slid further along my prick and left saliva across my inches in the process. Her hands, one of which showed off her supposedly sacred wedding ring, rested on my thigh while she rocked her head up and down along me. Without any hint of shame as she groaned around my length and lightly fucked her mouth on a size of dick I had a feeling she hadn’t gotten in a damn long time but looked built to take.

“MMMM… Oh fuck yeah! MMMM! Fucking suck it, Trish! MMMM… Yeah, you fucking sexy, nasty Mommy… MMMM… Suck that big fucking dick!” I encouraged with a grin and plenty of moans and even with the dirty talk, she just groaned around my cock and pumped away with that experienced oral hole. The saliva slowly coated my rod to drip towards the base to go alongside the splats that fell from her chin and that shaft across her big MILF tits. “MMMM… You like that, Trish? MMMM… You like that big fucking young dick? MMMM… I bet it’s way bigger… MMMM… Longer and fatter… MMMM! Than what your pissant husband packs, right?” I dared to say, well aware as she was of the unfaithful nature of this action. She just smirked like a true shameless cougar around my dick and slurped away with deep strokes up and down. Thrilled that she could finally suck not just a big cock for once but one that didn’t suffer an early finish within a few seconds of some head this fantastic.

“SHHHRRRLLLPPP… MMMMM… GAAAAAAAHHHH…” She was so into it that she made the head of my dick smack into the back of her talented mouth when she pushed deeply onto me. A sexy choke left her but like a true pro, she just carried on with the sucks while her saliva drooled along me. The pace merely picked up to make her blonde hair fly about as she went at me and her big titties jiggled in her bodysuit to test its limits from the eager energy she used to blow me. “GAAAAAAAAAHH! MMMMMPPHHH! GAAAAHHH! HHHHRRRKKK!!” The eyes of the multi-time Women’s Champion narrowed sexily and stayed locked onto me as she pumped briskly to leave a slobbery mess all along my rod. Dripped to the balls from the loud, repeated slurps without any care some of her spit got caught in her hair from how intense this oral action was. Made hotter by the fact that her eyes didn’t even water up once while she gagged hard on my huge dick.

With a slow motion up along my size, she pulled off with a loud ‘POP’ just to spit onto the tip of my soaked length. My grin stayed wide when I watched her haul down the front of her costume so those large, rounded and tanned tits bounced free. Soon grabbed at the sides when she wrapped her mounds around my dick and started to pump with a sexy smirk. The moans that left me were just as loud as when I’d been deep in her mouth as I got to enjoy those much-lusted-after breasts. Soft and smooth as they glided along my weapon to make most of my inches vanish when she pushed down so the head popped out from her jugs before she brought them back up. A loud and filthy smack rang out when she drove them into my crotch with a brisk pace that could test the limits of what a porn star could take.

“MMMM… You like that, stud? Huh? MMMM… Like Mommy’s big fat slutty tits… MMMM… Wrapped around your big, fat, dirty, young fucking cock? MMMM…” Stratus purred as she groped her big jugs firmly with the fingers that on one hand had her wedding ring and the other the just as prized Hall of Fame one. She groaned from the hot feeling of my huge dick stuck between her melons along with the fact that, unlike most men, I hadn’t blown a load straight away from being fucked by her fantastic, large tits. “MMMM… Yeah, I fucking love it… MMMM! A huge fucking slab of dick… AHHHH… Ready to fuck me up and make me… MMMM! Act like such a dirty fucking cheating bitch! MMMM…” She added before she tilted her head and spat onto my prick again. That saliva got quickly smeared both over my length and across her ample flesh when she pulled those tits up along my rod just to slam them back down for the sort of motion that made me break out in the first drops of sweat across my forehead.

“I fucking love it, Trish! MMMM… Those big fucking Mommy tits… AHHHH… Squeezing my big fucking dick like you were… MMMM! Fucking built to fuck…” I groaned with a wide smile and watched her worship my long shaft with her huge rack. The sexy jiggle of her mounds as she pumped away along with her slutty groans made it red-hot and I didn’t even need to thrust up once into those mountains. She happily did all the work to swiftly fuck my cock with her tits while she openly got off on this from her low groans as she worked her melons straight up and down. “MMMM… Warming me up… AHHHH… Before I fuck the shit out of a nasty… MMMM! Cheating fucking MILF like you!” I made sure to add since, as good as this tittyfuck was, I had no plans to miss out on some action with the rest of this stacked blonde bombshell. She felt the same way, even if she enjoyed another round with my dick like this to put her tits to perfect use and in a manner that she’s rarely been able to do before with the men, and that included her husband, who couldn’t last against a world-class beauty like this.

“Damn fucking right you’re gonna fuck me like a whore!” Trish grinned as she let go of my dick and stood up. “How’d you want me, stud?” She offered before she reached down and pulled the bottom of that lingerie to the side so I got a look at that tight pussy which, to no surprise from how loud she’d moaned before, was wet just from the oral fun.
“Well, you do all that yoga stuff, don’t you?” I smiled back and moved off the bed for a moment. “Let’s fucking stretch you out and see what you can take!”
“I like the sounds of that, babe!” Stratus said with a smirk before she took the counter-offer to pick and turned around. The famous ‘Downward Dog' pose never looked hotter when she got onto all fours, and pushed herself upward to arch that curvy body at a perfect right angle. Legs spread just enough and her fat ass stuck up and out with arms in front and head down so she could stare back at herself a little as I stepped behind her. “Get that big fucking dick in me! Fuck me like my useless fucking husband never could manage!” She demanded more than just made dirty talk as I lined myself up with her wet entrance and tellingly, I noticed how she was so worked up she didn’t even make me stop to put on any protection first before I pushed in.

“OOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK!!!” The legendary WWE Diva let out a long and loud moan of pure delight when I stuffed my big, young cock into her tight, moist pussy. A supreme grip that easily made me groan with a broad smile from how mega snug that twat was. A sure sign that she hadn’t taken a huge rod like mine in many months and likely didn’t let too many guys, even the one she was married to, take a shot at her. “YES! MMMMM! FUCK! FUCK THAT PUSSY… AHHHH! YEAH! FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME, BABE! OOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She begged even just a couple of minutes into the action as I worked my length in and out of her box. I used a firm grip on her waist just above that fat ass that jiggled when I pumped into her snatch to help her stay in place for a filthy yoga pose of a sex position. Not that she didn’t do a fine job to just keep herself steady to be used, but also used the pushes of her arms and legs to rock back against my thrusts to ease my inches deeper into her wet snatch.

“MMMM… Holy fuck! MMMM! This is the best fucking pussy… AHHHH! I’ve ever fucking had! MMMM…” I admitted with a wide smile and although I’d get plenty of top-tier action in the future as I ran through the Performance Center, NXT and eventually main roster WWE, this was truly some Hall of Fame pussy in more ways than one. Perfectly snug and wet to replace the layer of spit over my dick with juices as her walls gripped me. A fine combination of friction to pleasure us both but spread out enough to allow me to hit in deep. Just like her mouth and those big tits that swayed as she rocked against me, this pussy was built to be fucked and deep at that. So soon enough, that plump rear of hers began to smack into my young, muscular waist as I filled her up with my fat cock. “AHHHH… Yeah, you like that, Trish? MMMM! Being fucked by a young stud… AHHHH! Treated like the nasty fucking whore you were meant to be? MMMM…” I teased and even helped myself to give her juicy butt a firm slap to help make her cheeks jiggle even more than she did herself with those all too eager pushes back towards my stiff and smooth thrusts.

“MMMM! I FUCKING LOVE IT, BABE! AHHHH! KEEP FUCKING ME WITH… OOOOOOOH! THAT FAT, YOUNG COCK! MMMMM!!” She hissed in delight as her blonde hair swayed back and forth in time with the shake of her titties and the constant ripple of her booty as she shifted in time with my thrusts and held herself in this sinful form of the Downward Dog. Not even my strikes on her backside made her miss a beat. She just let out erotic gasps and groans and took those fat inches deep and stiff into her moist box. Just the signs of the energy needed to fuck like this on display as the sweat formed on her exposed, tanned skin. “AHHHHH! SPANK ME HARDER! MMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING FEEL IT, BABE! UHHHHH! GIVE ME THAT FUCKING BIG DICK! MMMM! TREAT ME LIKE A NASTY FUCKING MOMMY! MMMM! A DIRTY LITTLE SLUT… OOOOOOOH! FOR YOUNG FUCKING COCK! MMMM!” She demanded with her head tilted a little so she could stare between her spread legs and watch my cock pound away into her slit. Even though from the way she rocked her body, still held in that right angle arch, to meet every firm thrust that I rammed into her twat I had the feeling she could have done all the work here without a single pump from me and we’d still get pleasure just as good as we did right now.

I was too in the zone to waste the chance of being balls deep in one of, if not, the hottest women’s wrestler of all time. Let alone a Grade A MILF, a cheating wife and a multi-time Women’s Champion and Hall of Fame member. The grin never left my face as I drove my shaft briskly in and out of her snug pussy that at this point was nicely reshaped to fit the exact shape of my cock. She’d be left stretched out for at least a week, if not longer from this unfaithful action. The moans she let out with every pump I gave her showed she had no regrets about that nor about the forming red hand print on her ample backside thanks to my sharp spanks, just as she whorishly begged for. The sign of a true shameless slut to take the pain and get off on it, let alone not miss a moment as she rocked herself back towards me so that thick rump clapped hard against my rugged frame. This was a workout harder than any class at the PC that I’d taken and without question, the best sex I’d had before in my life and I was far from done with this stacked stunner yet.

“AHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! YES! FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME UP, BABE! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! MMMM! GOD! THAT BIG FUCKING DICK… MMMMM! FEELS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD!!” Trish moaned with a slight buckle of her arms from holding the position for so long along with how good, just as she’d loudly and shamelessly admitted it to be, this action was from a younger man. Her tits and forehead grazed the carpet of the hotel room we used as our sex den but she kept those thick hips raised and legs nicely spread. Aided by my grip on her waist so I could keep her snatch in line to pound away into her like she was the kind of cheap whore all that dirty talk said she was. “MMMM! FUCK! YESSSSSSS! MMMM! IT’S BEEN FUCKING TOO FUCKING LONG… AHHHH! THAT SOMEONE’S BEEN FUCKING ABLE… MMMM! TO LAST… AHHHH! AND TREAT ME LIKE A FUCKING NASTY BITCH! MMMM!!” She praised and slammed her hand that showed off her wedding ring onto the floor not so much in a tap out, but from pleasured frustration that it’s been far too long since she’s been railed deep and hard like this. Treated as she and her stunning, curved body deserved to be and with my dick still rock solid and ready to go, this Legend knew she was about to get all that she could handle and then some.


“MMMM… Just your luck that I’m the right man for the job…” I smirked and eased my dick out of her snatch.
“Fuck yeah, you are…” Trish groaned and pushed herself to first kneel as she caught her breath. “Still wanna fuck my shit up in some poses?” She offered with a look at my big dick and the layer of juices she had left over it.
“Damn right I do!” I answered with a quick nod.
“Good…” Stratus licked her lips and moved over to roll a bit backwards. Her shoulders were pressed to the carpet floor and her neck rested while she used her arms to support her lower back. That left her legs and hips raised off the ground for a Shoulder Stand with a slight spread of the legs so her moist pussy was still exposed.
“Something tells me you’ve been waiting to try out these positions for a long time!” I figured out and moved in for a slight squat so I could dip my cock back into her moist tunnel and made us both moan when my dick fitted in like a key to a lock into that snug and soaked pussy.

“MMMMM! FUCK!!!” The Canadian beauty groaned in delight when my fat young American cock rammed balls deep into her wet and still-tight twat. She almost took a piledriver position from the way her body shifted on the floor whenever I drove down into her box just to ease a few inches back and ram back home into her slit all over again. “TOO FUCKING LONG… MMMM! AND I’VE BEEN FUCKING WAITING… AHHHH! TOO DAMN LONG… MMMM! FOR A FUCKING DICK… AHHHH! THAT CAN FUCKING HANDLE ME! MMMM!!” She admitted as her blonde hair was sprawled out and her big tits almost jiggled into her face from the curled up way her upper body was held in to keep the rest of her raised. Unable to rock back against me this time but she put in the work to hold that wonderful frame in place for me and my big cock to ravage. Just a slight wobble of those long, smooth and tanned legs against my muscular frame as I drove in and out to show her no mercy just like she was built to take.

“MMMM… I can fucking believe that! AHHHH! This pussy knocks out… AHHHH! Any slut I’ve banged before… MMMM! Clean out of the fucking water! MMMM!” I stated and it was almost an insult to mention the likes of whores from the Indies and other promotions, along with some of the PC rookies, compared to a Hall of Famer and living Legend like this. A snatch soaked, right and hot that could finish off a porn star in mere minutes. No such risk of that here as I slammed my dick deep into her snatch and made the loud crack ring out when my muscular frame met her juicy ass. She didn’t even mind that I gripped her ankles more to keep control over her than to help keep the position while I pumped briskly into her moist twat. A nice shine of sweat covered my young, studly body and nothing like the layer that the beauty I was balls deep in had but neither of us was even tired yet of this filthy action.

“AHHHH FUCK! FUCK!! OH FUUUUUUUUUCKK!! MMMMM!!” She groaned in delight. Her eyes were locked between her legs to watch with darts of her lust-filled eyes when my fat cock appeared out from her snatch for a moment as I pulled a couple of fat inches out. Just to ram back in sharply to make us both moan as I drove home into her love tunnel. Her look as she watched me made it seem like she was hypnotised and the loudness of her cries certainly gave the appearance that she was addicted if not to me and my huge cock than to unfaithful fun like this with a younger man. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! YES! FUCK! MAKE ME CUM! MMMMM! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM ALL OVER THAT… AHHHH! BIG FUCKING COCK… MMMM! LIKE THAT FUCKING LOSER HUSBAND OF MINE CAN NEVER FUCKING DO! AHHHH!” She begged and panted as the pressure built up and her legs rested against my broad body while I pounded in and out of her. Happy to please and well equipped for the task just like she was built for a rough, hard fuck like this. I got the feeling that from how she nicely held herself in this Shoulder Stand that this might not be the first time she’s used a yoga stance as a sex position but likely this was the first time it’s gone on for this length of time.

“MMMMM! Yeah! Fucking cum… MMMM! You dirty cheating MILF! Nasty, cock-loving Mommy! MMMM! Cum all over that big fucking cock, you filthy fucking bitch!” I demanded with a broad grin and put in plenty of work myself to drive that long, fat manhood of mine deep in her still snug but now more than soaked pussy. Her tunnel was resized to fit the exact shape of my length so it would be a wonder how she’d feel any lesser man inside of her for a good couple of weeks after this. Not that she’d need to worry about her husband finding out about what a cheating slut of a wife she is since from how vice-like she’d been at the start, sex with her has likely been off limits since she achieved MILF status long ago. “Cum for me! MMMM! You might be a nasty slut of a Mommy… MMMM! But right now… AHHHH! I’m your fucking Daddy, you nasty blonde whore!” I added with a groan as I put in the work to drive that big dick deep and hard into her slot to pound her in a way that would leave a good few Superstars across NXT, and a few up on the main roster, into a cumming mess a dozen times over long before this point. Let alone in such a lewd position as she so expertly kept herself in to be railed stupid like this was a cheap porno.

“AHHHHHH FUCK! YES! YES, DADDY! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Without it being my intention, I seemed to have stumbled upon if not at least a kink of hers but something that thrilled her nonetheless about being with a Daddy despite the fact I was young enough to be her son. “DADDY! DADDY! DADDYYYYYYY MMMMMMMMMMM!!” She shuddered in pleasure before her snatch clamped around my cock to give me a fresh test when she came. Juices further coated me and spilt past her folds to soak her crotch and drip over her ass while I still rammed up and down to piledrive her in the raised stance. Wisely, I made sure that she rode out every moment of that peak that left her with a wide, fucked-stupid smile on the beautiful, sweat-soaked face. A look that didn’t leave her even when I pulled out of her and she, for further shame like a living statue, was left in the elevated hold so her gaped snatch was on full display for me.

“Daddy, huh? I could get used to that, slut!” I smugly, and rightly so, said after I’d made the Hall of Famer cum her brains out but I was still rock-hard and ready for more.
“Mmmmm…” She purred and finally brought her legs down to rest for a moment on the floor. “Me fucking too, Daddy…” Trish licked her lips and to my surprise, still had the energy left to roll herself over. “Ready to pound the fuck out of my ass next, Daddy?” It sounded more like a shameless beg than just an offer. Especially when she pushed herself off from the floor to get into yet another yoga pose. This time with one leg in front and the other back at an angle to stick out that fat ass. Bent over at the waist and turned to the side so she could have one arm down and a hand by the foot in front and the other limb raised high.
“As much as Daddy’s little slut is ready to get fucked stupid all over again!” I grinned and stepped behind her in that Revolved Triangle Pose to line my fat cock up with her tight asshole. I didn’t just mean the fact that she didn’t want a break to lube up but like a true legend, and at this point a certified whore who can fuck better than a porn star, she was too horny to care as I pushed my fat dick into her stunning booty.

“MMMMMMMMM! FUUUUUUUUCK!!” Her head tilted in approval for a moment when my thick rod invaded the tightness of her back passage with just her pussy juices, and a plentiful amount from the juices that covered my inches, used as a form of lube. The sensation of her ass being split open by my huge size thrilled her even without her snatch being touched since she used one hand to keep her curvy frame balanced so I could fuck her from behind. The other, and likely not just a coincidence here, that bore her wedding ring rested with approval against my broad, sweat-covered chest. Although since I once again held her waist so I could slide my dick in and out of another of her tight and pleasurable holes, she could have easily stroked herself off so it seemed like she wanted to be dominated like this to fulfil another long held and unsatisfied urge that she’s had for months in her lacking marriage.

“YES! FUCK! AHHHHH! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! MMMM! SHOVE THAT BIG FUCKING YOUNG COCK… AHHHH! DEEP INTO MY NASTY, FAT FUCKING MOMMY ASS! OOOOOOOOOHH!!” The sweat dripped from her face and her long, now messy, blonde hair swayed behind her as her body jolted thanks to my firm thrusts. Those big tits jiggled in time with the motion as I worked my thick length deeper into a hole that was even rarely offered up, if at all to any man, than her snatch and mouth were. Even so, she still took it and moaned for more as I plunged further into her and watched that booty ripple. She was able to take it better than women half her age, let alone still on the full active roster of the WWE, could take it. Let alone in such a unique position that put her yoga talents to a far more sinful use. “AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE, DADDY! AHHHHH! FUCKING BREAK MY ASS! MMMM! FILL ME UP! AHHHH! I WANNA FUCKING FEEL THIS… UHHHH! FOR THE NEXT FUCKING WEEK! MMMM!” She begged and yet again, even when I delivered a firm slap onto her juicy rump she only hissed in delight and never complained once. Just too focused both on the supreme pleasure that flowed through her as I fucked her up the ass from behind and the task to keep herself in place to be railed on display like this.

“MMMM… Whatever Daddy’s little whore wants? MMMM! She’s gonna fucking get it!” I grinned and worked my hips back and forth to drive into her rump stiffly so that the loud clap that echoed around the hotel room might be heard across the entire floor, never mind the rooms on either side, above and below. Neither of us had any worries about being caught, even with the risks that would end her marriage and likely sabotage my sports entertainment career if we were. The only thing that mattered here was being balls deep in one of the hottest women in all of pro wrestling history and with one of the best bodies ever too. Those big curves of hers continued to shake sexily as her body rocked with each stiff impact against my body when I drove in and stuffed her ass full with cock. Deep, firm strokes that ensured her asshole was equally resized to fit the shape of my vast length just like her still-soaked snatch had done what felt like a lifetime ago compared to this point in the action.

“AHHHH! YES! MMMM! MOMMY WANTS IT! AHHHHH! MOMMY WANTS… UHHHH! ALL OF DADDY’S BIG, FAT… AHHHH! FUCKING GODLY COCK… MMMM! DEEP IN HER NASTY CHEATING ASS!!” The multi-time Women’s Champion howled in delight and stared with the kind of wicked desire I bet she’d never even looked at her husband with before, let alone any man before in her mature life. Her tanned and tight body was caked in moisture with her blonde locks stuck down her back to go with loose strands across her pretty face. Her pussy, even without being touched right now, dripped juices down her thighs. Still clad in lingerie that was hiked up at the crotch and yanked down at her tits so it might as well not even be on while she got fucked up the ass deep and hard by a younger stud. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK ME UP! MMMMM! BREAK ME! OOOOOOOH! MAKE ME INTO… UHHHH! YOUR NASTY CHEATING SLUT! MMMMM!!” She groaned as her nails slightly dragged across my skin but expertly didn’t even leave a scratch while I pounded away into her. That plump rump stayed perfectly stuck out so when I drove in to fill her passage up with my member, her booty clapped stiffly into me for the kind of smack that would fit in perfectly to a porno soundtrack.

“MMMMM! How bad do you want it, slut?” I teased and gave her booty another hard spank so that her full cheeks were tattooed with my handprint for more wicked evidence of how unfaithful she’s been. “MMMM… Bad enough to let me stretch that fine body of yours… AHHHH… So I can really fuck your shit up, Mommy?” I demanded more than just asked and from how she moaned her head off just from my stiff, deep pumps into her rump I knew she’d be down to fuck any way I wanted. A sight that more suited a nasty Brothel whore than the respected and iconic WWE Diva and Superstar she was supposed to be. None of that mattered here with the way her curves shone from the sweat and her pussy dripped juices as she got off on anal sex with a man she’s only met today but has acted like a submissive fuck toy too for over an hour now. She still wasn’t satisfied yet and the same went for me when she let out a low groan from the empty feeling between her thick cheeks when I pulled out and admired how gaped her asshole was at this point but there was another round of anal to come.

“Babe, at this point?” Trish gasped as she brought herself forward to sit for a moment and stroked back her sweat-clumped hair. “The fact you need to ask means you haven’t picked up the fucking hint yet!” She stated with a wicked and shameless smile.
“Oh, I know how bad you want Daddy’s dick…” I stated with a cocky smirk. “It doesn’t mean I don’t want you to hear you say it and fucking beg for it.” I said and watched her roll over
“Mmmm… Give it to me, Daddy!” Stratus begged as ordered as she rolled over onto her stomach. Her flexibility was shown off with a Bow Pose as she brought her legs back, grabbing her ankles with arms outstretched behind her and spread as far as possible so her fat ass was raised nicely and her big tits just above the now sweat-stained carpet of the hotel room floor. “Fuck me up until I can’t fucking think straight!”
“You asked for it, slut!” I grinned and moved in behind her to push my fat dick back into her juicy ass. One hand gripped her flesh to spank while the other grabbed her blonde locks into a ponytail to tug as I thrust in and out of her to drive in balls deep once again.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!” For as talented and legendary a Superstar as this mature beauty was, it meant nothing the moment my fat, long cock ravaged her tight asshole. Those juice cheeks rippled off my waist each time I drove in and thanks to the tug on her hair I helped keep her in place to take the brutal action. “YES, DADDY! AHHHH! FUCK MY ASS! MMMMM! FUCKING RUIN ME!! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE I’M YOUR ANAL SLUT! MMMM!!” She panted as sweat rolled from her curves. Her grip stayed tight on her legs to keep herself curled up to be pounded like a cheap slut. Each thrust made her tits bounce and her ass was left bright red from the hard thrusts I delivered. All of which thrilled her and kept her snatch soaked to drip juices onto the carpet below.

“MMMM! Yeah, beg for it, slut! MMMM! Beg for Daddy’s big fucking cock! MMMM!” I grunted and had a more than healthy shine of moisture all across my muscular body. Dare I say I used more effort and energy here than I’d done in any match, never mind training session, up until that point. My dick drove in and out like a piston into that snug booty, stretched wide thanks to my vast size and still built for more even as I spanked her between every other thrust. “MMMM! Fucking moan for me! Beg for it! MMMM! Take Daddy’s fat fucking dick! MMMM! Deep in that nasty cheating whore ass!” I ordered even as I did just that with the kind of pumps that could ruin a porn star’s career from how gaped wide they’d be left. There was no such risk here with the WWE Legend who was made to be hammered like this and didn’t even grunt in pain once either from my thrusts or the way she kept her body curled back to be taken like a trophy.

“UHHHHH! YES! FUCK MY ASS, DADDY! GIVE YOUR FAT ASS MOMMY WHORE… MMMM! THAT HUGE FUCKING COCK!! AHHHH! FUCKING WRECK MY ASS WITH THAT BIG FUCKING DICK!! MMMM!” She panted with vacant eyes like her brain was being fried from the pain and not even a sharp tug on her hair broke her out of that trance of lust. My free hand roamed around her to cop a feel of those big tits but she was so in the zone she barely let out a louder moan compared to the screams of delight that left her right now. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUCKK!! AHHHHHH! FUCK ME, DADDY! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!” She squealed but somehow kept her arms back to grip those legs and still present that juicy ass to me so I could ram her deep and hard over and over again. A perfect combination of plump cheeks, now bright red from the constant spanks and claps into my body, made to be pounded and my top-level stamina that could drill her furiously like this. All topped off by her slutty moans that begged for more of the kind of action she wishes she could get but never did from her marriage or any other relationship.

Since I had this Hall of Famer asking for it, my free hand cupped her neck and with the grip on her ruined hair I turned her face towards mine as I leaned over. Planting a kiss on the icon of women’s wrestling and to no surprise her mouth instantly opened to take my tongue inside as we deeply made out. Moans and spit were swapped in equal measure while I slammed my fat cock home into her thick backside. Her eyes rolled back as she shuddered in her grip to keep that Bow Pose locked in for the roughest, nastiest anal sex she’s ever had in her life. Granted, at that point earlier in my career at least, it was without a doubt the best piece of ass I’d ever been balls deep in and still ranked as one of the best. Her back passage kept a tightness like it was destined for my dick and I rewarded her with more deep thrusts that made her groan into my lips as she slapped tongues and smooched like we’d been fuck buddies for years rather than over an hour.

“MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! DDDDHHHDDDYYYYY!!” She groaned into my mouth and shuddered hard and in turn made me grunt as I felt the extra squeeze of her back passage around my length. Not so much an orgasm but a full-on shameful squirt that, thanks to how she still held her body curled back, further soaked the hotel room carpet with the sudden spray. A lost deposit was far from our worries as I groaned and pumped away to finish her off with a last round of thrusts. I didn’t even need to pull out as her hands finally gave way and she slumped forward so her lower body hit the floor with a thump. The upper part held up as I finished the make-out session and pulled away with a grin and saw the cock-drunk grin across that stunning face.

With a hold still on her hair, I moved up and forced her exhausted body to kneel before I gripped my dick and furiously stroked away. She stared up with lust and awe, barely able to close her eyes in time before I plastered that face with spunk to stain across those mature features and into the loose strands of hair across her face and at the sides. Plenty that dripped from her cheeks, lips and nose onto those big titties that now heaved for air as I emptied my balls. Her slutty status was only confirmed when I didn’t ease out the last drips but shoved my dick, fresh out of her backside, between her lips to make her slurp and clean off the taste of her ass from my softening inches. Something she all too happily did with slow bobs along me to savour the taste and steal the last drips of spunk to swallow down.

“Mmmmmppphhh…” Trish groaned around me before I finally pulled my spent dick out of her. “Welcome to the WWE, kid…” She purred with a sexy smirk.
“Heh… Don’t you mean, Daddy?” I teased as I helped her up so she could rest on the bed and panted for air.
“Yeah, that too…” Stratus said with a lick of her lips. “You got me all worked up something serious… I knew you were a different cut from the other rookies…” She admitted, and her guess about me was proven right and then some by all this action.
“Damn right I am… And the Rise of Carnage is only getting fucking started!” I added with a wide grin as I gazed over that cum-covered MILF. “But any time your fine ass wants some more of Daddy’s cock? Just hit me up and I’ll pound you stupid all over again… Like your loser husband can never do!”

“I think I might have to come down and ‘guest coach’ again sometime soon…” Trish mused with that wicked look as she glanced at my dick. “Better yet… I’ll skip the classes and head right over to your place…”

A secret kept from her man, and the rest of sports entertainment, but I’d certainly score some fine Stratusfaction a few times over long before I even hit the main roster… And as much as that would have been a conquest on its own? I would rack up some just as great fucks over the months and years to come on my way to the top for a Hall of Fame-worthy list of sluts to brag about!

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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: Kiana James (WWE)

The Rise of Carnage Part 3: Kiana James

An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.

By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A commissioned story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal, inter.

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It went without saying that behind the scenes, I had made waves with the women. On screen and in the ring, I had stamped my authority and proved I wasn’t just some lucky rookie. Success soon easily came my way and soon enough in NXT, I had secured the first major step to make my mark in sports entertainment. Crowned as the new men’s North American Champion in, of course, dominant fashion at one of the themed specials of the developmental brand. The title victory, the first major title of my young career, was enough to keep the smile on my face even after I’d completed the post-match interviews and photoshoot with my new gold.

As I headed towards the locker room to change out of my signature camo pants ring attire and get a shower, I soon had reason to smile for a different reason. Approached by the click of high heels as Kiana James, the half-black stunner with long dark hair, locked onto me with a sultry smile. Clad in an easily eye-catching attire of a super short black skirt that showed off her long, smooth legs and flaunted her tight and toned ass. Up top, an open white business suit jacket with straps across the front so her big, enhanced tits were shown off. Along with stylish glasses just for show and a signature long-strapped designer handbag.

“Well, well… Mister Carnage…” Kiana greeted me with a deliberate tone of a girl who wanted more from me than just to say well done. As I was very familiar with around here from sluts who wanted some good action. “Congratulations! That was a dominant performance… Only to be expected with how you’ve run through the roster…” She buttered me up with a glance over my muscular body. “Kiana James.” She introduced and extended her hand with a smirk.

“Oh, I remember… I’ve seen you around, Kiana.” I smirked and played along with her sweet talk and shook her hand. “And you’re damn right… I don’t talk about the Rise of Carnage for no damn reason.” I bragged and let go of her. “But let me guess… You ain’t here just to play nice and give me a well-deserved pat on the back, right?” I said to call her out for what was sneaky intent like a gold digger.

“Straight to the point? I like that…” James kept the smirk on her gorgeous face. “As you know, I’ve been out of action on the injured list… And it will be a few months before I’m good to go.” She explained with a hand on her hip. “But I’m a businesswoman and I know a good opportunity when I see one… So…” She stepped forward and boldly put a finger on my chest. “How about a little win-win for both of us?” She purred seductively and ran the digit up my broad muscles. “I manage you… I handle all the bothersome business details and handle your matches… And I get to be seen on TV with the hottest rising star around…” She said for a ‘deal’ that seemed all too good to be true.
“Well, that sounds like a proposal that benefits you at least!” I said to call her out. “I don’t think I see the advantage for me… Especially since I already won the title without your help… And I’m too damn good to need anyone backing me up, hurt or otherwise.”
“I respect the confidence, Carnage… But trust me… You don’t know what other… ‘Benefits’… That I bring to the table…” Kiana said with another intentional tone to her words as she checked me out. “If you don’t believe me? I’ve managed to book the General Manager’s office for a while tonight… How about we head on over there and I’ll show you why I’m more than worthy to handle you… And your business interests, too.” She stated and locked eyes through her glasses at me.

“I suppose the Champion can spare you a few minutes…” I smirked and motioned with my hand. “Lead the way!” I said as she stroked her hair back and turned to do just that. With a deliberate sway of her shapely hips for good measure as I followed. “Are you sure your husband will be OK with you spending some time alone with a stud like me?” I teased, well aware of her married status which made her seductive words even hotter.
“Oh please, let’s not worry about that…” She rolled her eyes as she pushed open the door to the GM’s office and let me step in. I barely checked out the room with the sturdy desk adorned with various items and the long couch before James closed the door and locked it from the inside. “Now, then, Carnage… Or should I say, Boss…” She placed her bag on the desk, just to reach in and pull out a contract from it in front of me. “I’m sure you’ll find the terms very agreeable.”

“Yeah, I bet, for you at least.” I smirked, not foolish enough to sign anything without reading it, especially from someone like this. Instead, I put my title down on the corner of the desk and walked over to the couch in the office. “It’s not going to be that fucking easy to make me sign some one-sided deal… Even with how fucking fine you are, Kiana.”
“Oh, I didn’t think it would be that easy… You do have a reputation around here after all…” Kiana stated as she stepped towards me. “Whoops!” She let out an exaggerated gasp when she deliberately dropped her purse. “Let me just get that…” She faked surprise and made sure to bend over forward so her skirt rode up and her thick ass stuck out. Showing off the fact that she had no underwear on so that tight-looking pussy got flashed to make me let out a whistle that, in turn, made her smirk like her plan was working.
“Get your fine ass over here and fucking find out if I’ve got a reputation… Or if I’m just fucking built to pound sluts like you something stupid!” I bluntly said as my cock started to harden from that sexy show.

She let out a confident laugh at my insult. “I was hoping you’d say that, Sir…” Kiana wasn’t fazed and knew damn well what it would take, at least so she thought, to make me cave in like many a lesser man would have folded by now. She stepped forward and tossed her bag out of the way before she knelt in front of me. With a smirk, she reached up and loosened my belt to slide my wrestling attire and the boxers underneath down. But her confidence suddenly shattered with wide eyes and a true look of cock-shock the moment she locked onto that slab of thick, long, white dick that I packed. Almost rock hard at this point to show that I wasn’t just all hype, as she no doubt hoped I was.

“What? Bigger than your husband?” I teased with a grin as she composed herself enough to finish removing my pants.
“If it matters that much to you? Then yes…” James admitted and tried to keep the act up, even with how sinfully she stared at my dick and gave me a few pumps to make sure I was hard. “Bigger. Far, far bigger… Longer… Thicker… Fuck!” She had to gasp before she lifted her eyes to lock onto me. “But I’m not like those other little girls you might have banged around NXT and the PC… I’m all woman…” She boldly claimed and stroked me off. That alone proved my skills to not cum just a handjob courtesy of a total babe like this.
“Then fucking prove it, slut!” I ordered with another smile. “And I’ll give you the best damn night of your life like your husband never fucking could… While you prove if you’ll be worth keeping around to enjoy after matches… Never mind any of that valet or managerial stuff you were hoping for.”

“Don’t worry… I think you’ll find that the services I offer will more than meet your expectations, Boss… Inside and out of the ring...” James smugly said with a brief adjustment of her glasses before she made good use of that entrepreneur mouth and sank her full, nicely pouty lips along my fat cock. An instant moan left me when I got to enjoy this whore’s hot, damp mouth and the allure of her sexy, darker skin tone to my pale cock. “MMMM… MMMMPPPHHH…” She got off on it too from the moan that bounced off my prick when she started to suck me off. Her eyes locked up at me through her glasses as that long, dark-haired head moved up and down for a smooth pace even this early into the blowjob. Her groans around me only carried on as she quickly found out that, unlike most men, and that included the one she was married to, I could handle a fine mouth like hers and didn’t blow a load straight away.

“MMMM… I guess you made sure these… AHHHH… Negotiation skills… MMMM… Of yours didn’t slack off while you’ve been out hurt, huh? MMMM…” I teased with a cocky smirk and watched her suck away with those groans and loud slurps. Feeling the saliva being applied to my fat rod as the future main roster beauty worked me up and down with a perfect press of those plump lips around my thick shaft. “MMMM… Yeah, fucking suck it, slut! MMMM… You want to be my manager so fucking bad? MMMM… Get that pretty face of yours deep on this big fucking dick… AHHHH! Choke on it like the nasty fucking office slut you wanna be for me…” I ordered as I reached down with a hand to grab some of that long hair. She just groaned around me in response and didn’t object when I pushed her further down to stuff more of my fat inches deeper into that talented oral hole.

“GAAAAAAAAHHH… MMMMMPPHHH! GAAAAAAHHHH!!” Not to my surprise, I soon gave the slutty businesswoman more dick than she was used to. The thick crown of my rod connected with the back of that damp and soothing mouth when she pushed onto me but impressively, and not just for a babe still on the injured list, this whore didn’t miss a beat with her sucks. “HHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAHH! MMMMMPPPHHH!” Her eyes started to water as she fucked her gorgeous face on my cock but she never made a move to push back from my grip. No doubt thrilled that for the first time in her life, a real stud had taken over and put a tease like her in her place. All for my pleasure as I groaned and smirked to watch her choke and slobber all over my huge member.

“MMMM… Yeah, that’s it, you fucking hot slut… MMMM! Fucking choke on it, bitch! MMMM… Thinking you can play me… AHHHH… Just because you’ve got a hot ass… MMMM! And a big pair of fake tits…” I mocked and kept her head so my dick slammed into the back of that oral hole again and again but all thanks to her eager and sinful work. The saliva seeped past her lips to drool all over my length down to the balls to make a mess on her both as the tops of her big tits and that stylish top she wore got stained with the saliva. “MMMM… Well, you’re gonna get something out of this for damn sure… MMMM! This big fucking dick, making a whore like you… MMMM! Cum their damn brains out like the nasty office whore I bet you’ve wanted to fucking be all your damn life!” I promised with another grin. Backed up by how I barely started to sweat, even with a dose of head this deep and good from the Iowa-born beauty. Perfectly stuffed on my dick as she rammed her head up and down with loud slurps and raspy chokes for a sight more expected out of a ‘Throated’ style porno than a meeting at a pro wrestling event.

“GAAAAAAAAHH! GAAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHRRRKKK!!” The pretty makeup of the mixed-race beauty began to run with sinful thick tears of eyeliner down her cheeks to go with the smudged lipstick and the spit all down her neck and the front over and under her top to stain her titties. The look got even more wicked when those watered-up eyes behind those professional glasses rolled back into her head when she plunged her face straight down. A full deep throat experience to stuff my fat white cock straight into her windpipe to make me moan in delight from a truly porn star feeling. “HHHHRRRKKK!! GAAAAAHHHHH! GAAAAAAAAAHHH!!” She choked again with a shudder on her knees as she kept her face held into me for as long as she could handle. A damn fine amount of time too from the moans I let out as I watched her nose press into my skin and her chin rest against my heavy balls to smear more drool around. Before, with some reluctance from both of us to end it so soon, she had to pull up for air and did so with a lewd ‘POP’ when her lips left my dick with a gasp and a thick trail of spit from the tip to her mouth.

“It s-seems I may have… Ahhhh… Underestimated how… Intense these negotiations w-would be, Sir…” Kiana stuttered a bit as she gasped to get air back inside her and adjusted her eyewear. Smartly, or just for a sign of how big of a whore she was, she didn’t give herself a full break with my big cock rock-hard and slick with her spit. “But fortunately… Unlike the other stupid sluts around here? I’ve got way more ‘skills’ compared to the rest!” She arrogantly boasted before she leaned forward and utilised the open nature of her stylish top to slide my prick up into her pushed-together cleavage without even removing the garment. So I could watch my dick slide between those big fake tits as she shifted her upper body with rocks back and forth for a unique and very pleasurable hands-free titty fuck. Both of us moaned as I got to enjoy those fine breasts from the half-black beauty and she groaned from the hot sensation of a huge cock that got to properly use her enhancements unlike anything she’s taken before from a hunk.

“MMMM… I think you just like the fact that… MMMM… Unlike your dumbass husband… MMMM! I can last and not blow a load the second I’m between those nice, big fake tits of yours!” I teased back with a groan and true to my word, even against the smooth strokes she delivered and how her top kept her breasts pressed around my fat cock perfectly, I wasn’t anywhere close to being done yet with her or that fine rack. “MMMM… Yeah, give me those big fucking tits… MMMM… You fucking love this, don’t you slut? MMMM… Fucking a real man’s dick for once… Not some tiny loser dick that you usually have to settle for…” I continued to taunt and made it clear to this horny bitch that even if I agreed to let her be my valet, just like in the action here I would be in full control. Something that thrilled her from the moans she let out as she shamed herself with this clothed tit wank and made her fakers bounce along my rod like she was just a nasty porn star instead of an aspiring pro wrestler.

“AHHHH… Yessssss, Boss! MMMM! I fucking love this big, thick… MMMM! Fucking hard cock of yours, Sir…” James purred and stared up at me while she shifted her body to slide my fat dick in and out of her rack. Her drool got smeared onto her breasts in the process from the steady motion. Even with her hands on my thighs to stroke me, she still got off on this all and didn’t need to touch herself. “You’re soooooooooo fucking bigger than my husband… So thick, long and hard… MMMM… I could fucking choke on this big dick and fuck every fucking day, Boss…” She moaned for dirty talk that wasn’t a bluff from all the lust in her voice. Made hotter by how her face looked like she’d just been through a blowbang from the ruined makeup and the tears of eyeliner from the deep throat minutes ago. Yet, even as the sweat now formed over to go with the spit all down her neck and chest, she was far from done with me or that huge length and felt the same way with a fine piece of ass like her.

“Oh, you can fucking bet I’ll be slamming the ever-loving shit out of a slut like you… MMMM! For as long as I damn well want to!” I grinned and watched her enhance the feeling when she tilted her dark-haired head and expertly spat onto the bulbous head of my tool when it popped out of her mounds. That saliva just got rubbed all over my length and onto her tits with the next smooth and swift slide of her tits along my shaft. A sure sign that she’s used this kind of boardroom tactics before in her still young life. “MMMM… I can fucking smell how wet you are right now… MMMM! Just from having my big fucking dick rammed between those… AHHHH! Big, fake, porno titties of yours, you nasty fucking slut!” I tested that theory when my hand moved down but rather than go for her hair like earler, I instead delivered a firm but erotic smack across her pretty face with my hand. A blow that made her let out an erotic gasp of delight with wide eyes to match, before another lusty groan left her when my hand grabbed her neck possessively to treat her like a piece of fuck-meat. Topped up by another slap to her face that made her hiss in pleasure to further show what a nasty bitch she could be.

“FUCK!!” She moaned after another slap before she finally pulled my dick from her tits. “Fuck me, Boss! Fuck me right fucking now!!” She growled like the power dynamic, along with being roughed up, was a major turn on for her and before I knew it, the slut had mounted me, still with her clothes all on, and just a hiked up skirt as she got on my lap.
“Let’s take this… MMMMPPPHHH!” I was about to finish my statement but this slut was too worked up to let me speak as she, despite being a ‘happily’ married woman, planted her mouth against mine for a lustful kiss. Her glasses bumped into me from the close contact as we started to make out with plenty of sinful tongue. A smooch that allowed us to moan into each other’s mouths when her wet pussy slid along my cock. I felt the squeeze of that moist pussy around my thickness as her tunnel started to spread. Wet like a waterfall, just like I called her out for, to show she’d never been this turned on before by her husband or anyone else. That was proven by how she didn’t stop for a break and took my long, thick and white dick bareback and deep into that half-black pussy of hers.

I showed off my strength to all too easily stand up from the couch we were on to my feet. I carried her like a trophy of victory, more than the title gold that sat forgotten on the edge of the General Manager’s desk that I approached. Without any break to sweep it clean, I pushed my new whore back and made her groan with the slam as her back hit the smooth surface and made items scatter just from that impact. In her desire, her legs stayed wrapped possessively around my muscular waist so that I couldn’t be anywhere else other than stuffed into that hot, damp snatch. Not that I wanted to be anywhere else right now as I began to thrust and made her arch already off the desk with a tilt of her head in delight as I began to ram. Her walls further spread to accept the invasion of my thickness as I proved all over again how she was more used to tinier, slimmer dicks compared to this vast monster but at the same time was built for action like this as I went to town on her.

“HOLY FUCK! AHHHHHH! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! MMMMMM!!” Just when Kiana’s back returned to the desk, I used my hands to pull open the clasps of her top to let the top spill to the sides. Her rounded, big fake tits now were free to jiggle away as I grabbed her waist and pumped briskly to ram her full without any mercy. Even if she didn’t get the proper time to get used to my huge member being buried deep in her tight body. “FUCK! BOSS! YOU’RE FUCKING TEARING ME OPEN! OH FUCK! OH FUCKING GOD!! AHHHHH! FUCK!! MMMMM! HOLY SHIT!! AHHHHH!” She moaned as the sweat formed and rolled off that dark-toned body that slid against the surface of the desk. Pulled right back into my pumps with my commanding grip. The slap when my crotch hit hers soon rang out around the office as I went balls deep into the former NXT Women’s Tag Team Champion.

“MMMM… That’s the fucking point, slut! MMMM! You wanted it this damn bad? AHHHH! You’re gonna fucking get it, you teasing office bitch!” I smirked and helped myself to a deep grope of her rack while I made those mounds jiggle thanks to my deep and hard thrusts. The relentless pace that put her through the works like a rough porno. Unlike most cheap sluts, this babe could handle the wild action and my long prick. I tested her some more with a sharp slap onto those enhanced tits that, not to my surprise at this point, made her groan from the mix of pleasure and pain. So she got ‘rewarded’ with another smack onto her jugs that made her squirm in delight with her arms behind her to grab the far edge of the desk that I railed her on. All with her long, sexy legs still firmly wrapped around my waist like she craved his hard sex more than any business contract, let alone victory in a match.

“FUCK! YES! MMMMM! FUCK ME, SIR! AHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE YOUR PERSONAL WHORE! MMMM! LIKE YOUR NASTY OFFICE SLUT!! AHHHH!!” She begged even as I did just that with swift, deep strokes that buried my length deep in her snug, moist pussy in a way that would leave her stretched wide for the next week solid even if I never banged her again like this. “AHHHHH! GOD!! BOSS, YOU’RE SO MUCH… MMMMM! FUCKING BETTER THAN MY HUSBAND! AHHHH! YOU’RE GONNA FUCKING… MMMMM! TEAR ME OPEN SO MUCH… AHHHH! I’LL NEVER FUCKING FEEL HIM IN ME AGAIN, SIR! OOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She groaned out without even needing to be provoked, but it proved that she was still well aware that she happily cheated on her man with a well-hung stud like me and loved every moment of it. Just as I more than enjoyed myself with this tight, mixed-race pussy clamped around my manhood and only now began to sweat a little from the effort needed to pound this bitch stupid like she should have been a long time ago.

“MMMM… If you’re still thinking about your shitty, loser husband with my dick rammed in you? MMMM… Maybe I should stop holding back!” I teased before I moved my hands along her tight frame and clutched her neck at the sides. A well-practised motion to firmly squeeze and press fingers in to not cause any damage but restrict the air just right to alone make her pussy grip my rod with approval. Further backed by how her hands came up to grip my wrists and not to pull me away either. Just a groan of delight with a choke to match since as I choked her, I didn’t let up with my hard and rapid thrusts to make her jolt on the desk while her clothing got stuck to her skin from all the moisture. The least of her worries now with her makeup still ruined, her hair a mess and now a lack of full air that was just as much of a thrill as being hammered balls deep by the biggest dick she’s ever had.

“GAAAAAAAAAHHH!! MMMMM!! HHHHHKKKKKK!! AHHHHH!!” James’ eyes were wide with desire and a wicked, slow roll back as she got light-headed from the kinky squeeze of her neck. Coupled with the supreme pleasure from the constant slams of my big dick into her snug and needy pussy. Railed in a way no man had ever taken her before but she was built for, even without those nice fake tits that jiggled away with my dominant thrusts. “AHHHHH… FUCK!!!” She sharply yelled before she gasped when I finally released her throat but still didn’t let go of either my hands or my waist with the grip of her legs around me. That showed she was far from done even with how soaked her pussy was all around my length. “BOSS! MMMMM! LET ME FUCK YOU… AHHHH! LET ME RIDE THE FUCK… OOOOOOOH! OUT OF THAT BIG FUCKING COCK, SIR!!” She begged with a hiss and stroked my arms as we locked eyes through her stylish eyewear for the kind of sinful stare I bet her husband had never seen before from this horny bitch.

“MMMM… Well, you do need to put in the work to prove… AHHHH! You’re gonna be of some use to me… MMMM! As a manager that is…” I taunted as only now did her legs unwrap from me and that allowed me, admittedly with some reluctance from how good her box felt, to pull out so both of us groaned. I stepped back and watched her feverishly haul off her suit jacket and toss it away to the floor. Before that short skirt fell to the floor and kicked in a different direction. “Let’s see what you’ve got, slut!” I ordered rather than just challenged before I hopped onto the GM desk on my back. So my fat, long white cock, now slick with her juices, pointed at the roof. In prime position as the stunning half-black beauty eagerly climbed up to join me and mounted herself in the classic cowgirl position so she could stuff those thick inches right back into her moist tunnel.

“MMMMM! FUCK!!” Kiana moaned and started to bounce so her fake tits jiggled nicely with the shifts up and down on my long cock. The slap of skin against different-toned skin rang out yet again along with our moans as she rammed her wet snatch right onto my crotch to take every fat inch up into her. Just to move back along my vast size a few inches and race to the base all over again. With both hands on my chest for support to show this far from the first time she’s handled a cock like this, but never has she gotten to go all out on a huge slab of dick before. Never mind with a stud who could finally handle her at full force. “FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She moaned as the sweat dripped from both of us over the desk to leave evidence of the lewd encounter to go with the smell of sex that now hung in the air. That was far from her concerns, just like she didn’t care that her long, dark hair had started to stick down her back from all the moisture across her tight and toned body.

“Come on, slut! MMMM! You want me to be your Boss now? MMMM! Then fucking ride me like a damn slut!” I demanded, even with how fantastic it felt to be rammed up into such a snug, wet piece of pussy like this. I reached around and gave her nicely toned ass a sharp slap that made her gasp and shift firmly on my dick. Another sure sign of how much she got off pain, along with pleasure, during some action. So those smacks kept coming in between her bounces on my shift as she rode herself stupid on my long cock and tested how strong this desk was that we fucked on to handle her energetic motion. The injury that kept her away from competition in the ring certainly didn’t hold her back from fucking like a porn star and kept a big grin on my face. There was nothing like a nasty, horny, unfaithful wife who acted like a deprived whore as soon as a huge cock was available and she would be a fine booty call to sample even if I decided not to go along with her contract and managerial services.

“FUCK! YES, SIR! AHHHH! I’LL BE YOUR FUCKING OFFICE WHORE! MMMM! YOUR DIRTY… UHHHHH! NASTY… MMMMM! CHEATING FUCKING SLUT! OOOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She grunted with each slap I gave her rump but didn’t miss a beat with her shifts along my fat cock. Her pussy pumped away on my prick with the steady pace as the slaps rang out. Not just from my strikes on her cheeks but the press of that wet snatch into my crotch over and over. My hands when they explored her frame didn't throw her off as I helped myself to grope those fake funbags of hers. Another slap to the titties for good measure and yet again, one of her hands gripped my arm to encourage the rough treatment as the other kept herself balanced and mounted on my dick. “FUCK! AHHHH! YES! FUCK! OH FUCK! I’M GONNA CUM, BOSS! AHHHH FUCK! GONNA CUM… OOOOOOH! ALL OVER THIS… UHHHH! BIG, FAT FUCKING COCK! MMMMM FUCK!!” She gasped out with a pause as she ground her wet slit against my dick to stimulate us both. With her love tunnel now perfectly stretched around my thickness in a way that, just like she’d moaned earlier, would likely mean she might never feel any lesser man, especially her husband, back inside of her for maybe a month after this, if even at all.

“One thing you’ll learn about me, slut… Is when it comes to fine sluts like you? I don’t fucking hold back!” I didn’t need any break and proved it with with both hands clamped onto her ass before I started to ram my cock deep and hard up into her slot from underneath. That made her howl in delight and buck along my cock as I brought her down by that rump sharply to take every firm thrust into her box. In full control despite her being on top and with a great view of those fake tits along with the intense look of pleasure across her face, partially hidden by the loose strands of hair stuck across her from all the sweat. I groaned with a smirk and rammed my big white prick deep and hard into that fine mixed-race pussy that was made for action. Not that I didn’t put on a display that showed I could have made a killing with a porn career to easily handle a babe like this and make her moan her brains out inside this private office.

“YES, BOSS! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE! LIKE YOUR BUSINESS SLUT! MMMM! LIKE MY HUSBAND COULD NEVER FUCKING USE ME! AHHHH FUCK!!” She panted as her eyes closed behind the spectacles with a tilt of her hand and an extra grip of the fingers to dig into my arms like she held on for her life while she jolted along my shaft. “FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUUCK AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!” Another intense shudder before I had to groan deeply from the added grip around my cock when Kiana came hard all over my big dick. Like a true perverted pro who knew how to rack up the booty calls in my growing collection, I made sure to keep her addicted to the feeling and continued with the stiff pumps up into her box. Just eased off a bit so she could ride out all the pleasure and remember that no one else, even the man she’s married to, could blow her mind like this. All proven when by the time I pulled out of that well-fucked, stretched-wide snatch that she collapsed on top of me with the wide smile of a sex-drunk whore as she panted for air.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” Kiana groaned and stroked my chest with desire as she took in some much-needed air to try and recover. “I was here to sign you up… But y-you make… Quite a compelling… Ahhhh… Business argument with talent like this…” She admitted between deep gasps.
“You say that like we’re fucking done, slut!” I smirked and gave her ass another smack to get a groan out of her. “If that’s all you can handle? Then maybe I’ll go find another bitch to be my new piece of eye-candy on camera.” I said to provoke her.
She easily took the bait and narrowed her eyes, still full of desire, at me. “I can handle anything…” James said with a lusty growl. “And I mean, anything… Sir…” She added before she used her tongue and wickedly licked up the side of my face to show that, like a true whore, even after one powerful orgasm, she still wasn’t fully satisfied.

Fired up too, I easily used my strength to lift her from me and carry her off as I moved from that now ruined mess of the sweat-soaked desk and the sprawled items across it and then the floor. I stepped through the trash and returned to the couch of the NXT General Manager’s office where I unceremoniously tossed my new fuck toy onto it. Like a good whore, she quickly got up onto all fours on the seating as I moved behind her with a grin. However, if she expected to just be nailed balls deep in her cheating snatch all over again, her eyes went wide with shock and desire when I instead completed the tour of her holes and pushed my fat dick into the tightness of her toned and impressively plump backside. With a grip on her midsection, I took her from behind with just her pussy juices from that peak moments before as a form of lube to bang this bitch up her tight ass.

“AHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” She howled in a mix of pleasure and pain with a stare back at me over her shoulder but telling without any motion or demand to make me stop, let alone ease up as her back passage got split apart with my firm thrusts. “FUCK! SHIT!! AHHHHH! NOT EVEN… AHHHHH FUCK! MY FUCKING HUSBAND… MMMM! EVER HAD THE FUCKING BALLS… AHHHH! TO FUCK MY ASS BEFORE!! FUCK!!” The former NXT Women’s Tag Team Champion and soon-to-be starlet on Smackdown groaned as her fingers dug into the material of the couch she was on. Not so much rocked back and forth but more pulled thanks to my commanding grip on her against my pumps as I forced another inch deeper into that rounded booty. Just as built as the rest of the entrepreneur to handle some man meat, similar to how I was an expert at hammering tight holes and made a stunner like this into a desperate, shameless whore.

“MMMM! I can fucking feel that! MMMM! You’re tight as all Hell, slut! MMMM!” I teased with a grin and enjoyed the grip of her asshole around my thickness. My eyes stared at the sexy jiggle of her cheeks while my cock performed a vanishing act to slide in and out of her rump. There was no reason to hold back when this slut moaned her head off and enjoyed being roughly fucked up the ass without even the need to rub her pussy as she stayed on all fours. I rewarded the submission with another sharp slap to her ass so now my wicked red handprint was clear as day on her toned, mixed-race backside. More evidence of how unfaithful she’s been to go with the ruined state of her hair down her back, the dried tears of eyeliner down her cheek, and of course, how stretched open her moist pussy is to go with her asshole that would soon follow suit thanks to my huge cock rammed deep into her.

“FUCK! YES, BOSS! MMMMM! FUCK MY ASS! AHHHHH! FUCK ME LIKE A CHEAP SLUT! MMMMM! A NASTY FUCKING COCK-LOVING OFFICE BITCH!! MMMM! JUST FOR YOUR FAT FUCKING COCK, SIR! AHHHH!” She begged as her head hung down and her fake tits swung underneath her as I fucked her ass in that classic doggy-style position. The sweat poured from her to stain the couch along with the drip of juices from her snatch. Still untouched now but soaked as she enjoyed my huge dick devastated her ass with deep, hard pumps that could render a porno whore into a coma from how intense the pleasure was. “FUCK! DON’T STOP! MMMM! YES! KEEP FUCKING MY ASS! MMMMM! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE, SIR! MMMM! LIKE I’M YOUR FUCKING WHORE! AHHHHH!” She yelled in delight. More than adjusted now to my huge rod buried between her tight and toned cheeks so that now that plumpness crashed into my muscular waist whenever I pumped forward and enjoyed the new home of her back passage. Wrapped around my dick to be resized now just like her snatch had been what now felt like months ago with this new world of sin as I railed this professional beauty stiff and hard up the ass from behind.

“Hey! No slacking off now, slut!” I mocked and saw her head hung down in defeat. “MMMM! My sluts need to handle it hard! All fucking night!” I decided for her before I took hold of her long, matted with sweat hair and used it like a leash with a sharp pull to force her head back. Another element of roughness to go with the spanks to the butt I was rammed into. Unsurprisingly, the grip just made her groan in approval and I swore I saw her tongue flick out of her open, moaning mouth like a bitch in heat. All that mattered to me was her ass stayed tight and took my shaft to please me and make me sweat and moan to add more stains to the couch we fucked on. Even if my eyes stayed on her rump as I pounded away and made those plump cheeks crash off me again and again. Rough jolts that threatened to knock the glasses she wore off that pretty face from the stiff shifts when I went balls deep in that fine backside.

“I CAN… UHHHH! HANDLE… FUCK! ANYTHING, SIR! AHHHH FUCK!!” James claimed and once again, despite being currently out of physical, in-ring action due to injury, nothing stopped her from behing hammered deep and hard like a cheap whore. More suited to be used like than in any match as her ass continued to slam into my waist and her back passage got stuffed with my dick. In a way that might resize and leave any lesser whore gaped for life from a near-abusive level of action like this. “MMMMM! DON’T STOP! AHHHH! PULL MY HAIR… SPANK MY ASS! AHHHH! FUCK ME UP, BOSS! MMMM! KEEP FUCKING MY ASS… AHHHH! LIKE THE DIRTY, FUCKING CHEATING BITCH I AM! MMMMM!” She hissed and groaned through loose strands of hair while I did all of that and then some. Sharp tugs on her usually perfect hair, coupled with firm strikes to her now reddened ass to go with the allure of her dark-toned, sweat-coated skin. All with my prick buried deep into her ass so that even if she finally gave up the goods to her husband or anyone else, no other dick other than my huge white rod would be felt in this fine piece of ass after this.

“MMMM… I know just how to do that, bitch!” I smirked and noted the groan she let out when I released her hair. The fun wasn’t done quite yet as I used a grip on her waist to pull her back and roll up both slightly over. So now I sat on the couch with my new whore mounted on my cock and my dick still stuffed into her back passage. Without any break, I used my hands to bring her long, toned legs up to leave them dangling over my powerful arms. That mixed-race body got curled up as I clasped my hands behind her dark-haired head and locked on the sinful form of Full Nelson. The moans kicked off all over again with another rapid pace to devastate that ass in a way that would make this stunner addicted to me and my huge cock so badly that she’ll be the one who wants to sign up to work for me like this. Not the other way around like she’d planned over an hour ago.

“AHHHHHH! FUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” All professionalism was out the window now when I rammed my cock deep and hard up into her ass and clutched her in this shameful position to degrade her further than she’s done so far. “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She grunted between moans as I pistoned into her backside and made her cheeks slap down hard into me thanks to my grip. Mounted like a trophy and perhaps an even better prize that the title belt that was across from us on the desk that I’d won earlier on. All that mattered now was to make sure this fine bitch was cock-drunk and would crave being slam fucked like this many nights over after day. That was pretty much a guarantee at this point from how she groaned and took my dick with a constant mix of pleasured groans and hisses of pain like a true whore.

Only now did I feel properly tested as I grunted and hammered away into her tight backside. More sweat rolled from me now compared to the match I’d had earlier in the night and it felt like more energy and effort were needed here too to put this fine beauty through the works. Stiff and without mercy as I pumped away into her booty and kept her body trapped and back into me like she was just a living fuck toy for me to use and abuse. She loved every moment of it from not just her loud moans and cursing, but the moist state of her snatch that dripped with each deep pump that I slammed into her back passage. So even if it took her a few more months to get cleared to wrestle, never mind strut around in business attire as eye-candy ringside, I’d easily find plenty of use for her and these snug holes from here on out. As long as I didn’t move onto some other fine NXT whore to pound that is.

“FUCK! YES! FUCK! FUCK MY ASS, BOSS! KEEP FUCKING ME! OH GOD! OH FUCK! FUCK!!” She gasped as her glasses barely stayed on her pretty face from the rough jolts she performed on my fat dick. Rammed sharply up and down in a way that would have worn out even the most desperate of porno sluts long before this point. Let alone how stiffly I drove my cock in and out of her once virgin-level asshole to stretch it so wide she likely wouldn’t ever get off on any smaller, slimmer dick again inside of her after this. “FUCK! CUMMING! GONNA CUM! AHHHH FUCK! I’M GONNA CUM… MMMM! WITH MY BOSS’ BIG FUCKING DICK… AHHHH! FUCKING MY NASTY, CHEATING ASS! AHHHHH FUUUUUCKK!!” It wasn’t so much a warning but a spoiler and it wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter, even as very willingly as this all has been. My superior strength ensured she was stuck in place, stuffed deep on my cock so her ass slapped into my muscular frame again and again with a loud crack around the office as I hammered home into my new fuck doll.

Neither of us cared that this executive office of the NXT General Manager had been turned into a sex den and now had the evidence of the thick smell of sex in the air. Along with the mess of sweat, drool and juices that were all over the desk, that was ruined enough with scattered items on and around it, and across the couch we now fucked on. My focus, just like this slut’s, was on fine action and maximum pleasure. I delivered just that with the rapid slams of my dick deep and hard up into that booty to make me grunt and groan for a post-match celebration that I’d remember for a long time to come. She’d remember it even more thanks to it being easily the best sex she’d ever have in her life and it wasn’t even a close call. A bad review for her past lovers and current husband but it wasn’t as if anyone before had gotten to tap her fine ass and treat it to the rough action that she and her fantastic body deserved.

“FUCK! CUMMING! CUMMING! FUCKING… CUMMING… BOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSS AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!” Another clear shudder from Kiana on my dick before she started to hit another intense orgasm and one that made her unleash a shameful, large squirt from out of her wet snatch. The spray splattered the floor, across those loose items from the desk and even stained her suit jacket that had been dumped on the ground in her eagerness to be banged deep and hard like this. “AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHHH!” She panted like an animal in heat with her eyes glazed over from the pleasure. Still pounded by me for a round more even after that gush of juices had long stopped. I showed my talents to last against the extra squeeze from her passage around my length. Eventually, I loosened the grip on her now limp body and lifted her from my dick. Without even a proper pause to check out her gaped open asshole when I moved out and left her dumped on the couch as her head hung upside down from the edge and that sweat-clad body sprawled out along the seating.

“G-Get…” James panted out and only reached up to push her glasses tiredly back in place. “Get the f-fucking contract…” She begged as she watched me start to stroke off.
“Kinky fucking slut, aren’t you?” I smirked and granted her the request as I found the already stained with some sweat and spit managerial contract from the desk. “This doesn’t fucking count as a legal deal, remember…” I teased and moved in close to hold the paper and the signature line against the side of her face while I aimed and jerked off with the other hand.

The ‘negotiations’ with my new business slut were concluded when I started to blow a big old load and splattered those gorgeous, mixed-race features with thick ropes of spunk that alone made her groan in delight at being dumped over. The jizz went across her cheeks, forehead, nose and lips with plenty that ‘blinded’ her when the seed coated the lens of her professional eyewear. Topped off by the stain on that contract with a line of cum across where the pen would usually be applied to paper to seal the deal, at the very least to make this fine slut my fuck buddy for many more nights to come. Something she seemed very up for when even in her tired and now cum-covered state, she tilted to the side and dragged her tongue along the contract to scoop up the spunk from it just to greedily gulp it down.

“That’s a good office slut…” I mocked and just planted the ruined and pretty much worthless contract across her big fake tits that heaved for air. “But we’ll see about whether you’ll get that valet role or not another time…” I chuckled and moved in to slide my dick into her mouth so she could clean me up.

“MMMMPPHHH… GAAAAAAAHHH…” Even while semi-hard, my huge dick was still big enough to make Kiana choke and groan when she took my thrusts. Still about to lightly slurp and shame herself that little bit more as she slobbered over me and stole the last taste of spunk from off my rod. Topped off by her ruined makeup, messy hair and now all the jizz that covered her face and glasses.

“But if you want to really impress me, bitch? How about we…” I started to offer when, even with my huge ego and confidence, I froze on the spot when the lock on the door clicked and it soon swung open.

Perhaps only to be expected, since this was her office and all, that the beautiful and curvy General Manager of NXT known as Ava walked in and was suddenly left stunned with a gasp and wide eyes. First, at the utter mess of her executive room with the sprawled items, the pool of fluids on the desk, couch and the floor along with scattered clothing. Then, of course, at the sight of two of her Superstars with my fat cock stuffed in the mouth of a freshly fucked whore as I slowly pulled out off Kiana’s mouth.

“W-When I said my office could be borrowed for a while? I didn’t mean like this!” Ava yelled in outrage. “If you think I’m cleaning this up, then you are out of your minds! Fucking?? In my office? What the Hell??” She said with a glare at me. “And you! I know you have a reputation and all around here, but this? This is…” She started to rant.
“Like what you see, Boss?” I shamelessly said with a broad smile and deliberately turned to face her so she could check out my fat, long cock. “If you want me to make up for this? Maybe you and I can bail back to a hotel and I can let you see what my ‘hype’ is all about?” I offered as I scanned her over without any fear, not just about her position of power, but her legendary father and Board of Directors member who wouldn’t be thrilled about a rookie like me talking to his daughter like that.

“I… I’ll get Stone to clean this up!” Ava stuttered and stepped back. “You two… Have five minutes to get the Hell out of here, or else you’ll be in big trouble!” She warned and stood at the door. However, I caught her checking out my dick with a glance, followed by a small smile for a moment before she hurried out. That made me think I’d have quite an interesting meeting with her next week, or perhaps even tomorrow morning from that look.

“...So, about my offer…” I smirked and looked over at the still exhausted James who was spent and sprawled on the couch. “Let’s take this back to my place… And we’ll see what else that fine ass and fake titties can take…” I decided for her and grabbed her top from the floor to toss it over to her. Without any real plan to make her my manager or anything, but as a new booty call? She’d be keeping herself very busy in the months to come before she finally got cleared from the injured list.

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