Starring the legendary Eddie Guerrero. We love you, Eddie. Viva La Raza. WWE stands for We. Want. Eddie. The match I put Eddie in is based off of his final match ever. watch on youtube, you'll love it.
Nothing could describe Vivian's excitement. She was trying out for a position on the WWF roster. The storyline was that Chyna's kid cousin was coming to the company and escorting one of the tag teams to the ring and interferring for their victories if necessary. But not only that, but like Chyna, her cousin could fight men.
Looking up when her name called, Viv stood amd walked through the door, right up to an official ring. Off to the side were Chyna, Eddie Guerrero, Kurt Angle, Edge, and Christian. Chyna looked up and smiled. "So, you're the one who wants the position?
"Yes. Yes, I am. What do you want me to do first?"
"I wouldn't mind you bending over for me." Edge answered with a smirk.
Viv glared at him as she replied, "And I wouldn't mind it if you'd drop dead."
"I already have, sweet cheeks. I'm drop dead gorgeous." He countered with a confident grin.
"More like drop dead creepy." Viv stated.
"Alright! That's enough." Kurt interjected. "Vince wanted us to see how much potential she has, not give her a reason to file sexual harassment charges. So," Kurt looked at her name on the clipboard. "Vivian, you're going to face myself, Eddie, Edge, and Christian in that order. Okay?"
"Like a gauntlet match?" Viv asked.
"Yep, that's the idea. Only you have to eliminate me over the top rope. I'll let you know what stipulation you have with the others after you beat me."
"As long as I get to whoop this bitch's ass, that's fine with me." She answered pointing at Edge. Everyone but him laughed. It was a nice change compaired to his constant insults.
"Are you ready?" Kurt asked as he and a ref climbed through the ropes and into the ring.
"Sure." She simply answered. The bell rang and Kurt charged at Viv. But she backed up to the ropes and ducked. As Kurt nearly collided with her, Viv scooped him over her head and tossed him over the ropes. She used his momentum against him to sieze a victory.
Chyna smiled and clapped at this. She definately thought Viv had potential. Next was Eddie, and Viv was excited. "I'm truly a fan." She said as Eddie got in the ring.
Eddie smiled as he walked closer to her. "Well, it's an honor to know you're a fan. And don't worry, Mamacita, I'll go easy on you."
Vivian got a funny feeling about this match. Kurt went to the apron and told the ref that it was a regular match. But he walked closer to Viv and whispered, "You have to disqualify Eddie in this match." She nodded and stood up. 'Disqualify. You got it.' She thought to herself.
The bell rung and the match started. Eddie acted like he was about to step out of the ring. Viv already knew not to underestimate Eddie Guerrero, so she stood her ground. But she noticed that the ref was paying more attention to Eddie than her. Taking advantage of that, Viv quietly snuck out of the ring and searched under the canvas until she saw a chair. She had a plan.
Sliding back in the ring, Viv looked up just in time to see Eddie clothesline her. Falling on her back, she knew she had to put her plan into action. She saw Eddie look at Chyna with his infamous cocky smirk. It was now or never. Doing a kip up, Viv was able to whistle to get Eddie's attention. When he turned around, she ran up and delivered a perfect drop kick. She quickly stood and pulled Eddie up.
Once he was standing, she pulled him into an Irish whip. She slammed him toward the corner, but the ref was right in his path. So, not only was Eddie down, but the ref was, too. This was the perfect opportunity.
Viv quickly rolled out of the ring and grabbed the steel chair from underneath. Sliding back into the ring with it, she was prepared to strike Eddie. As she reared the chair back, she saw the ref starting to stand up. Thankfully, though, he wasn't looking. Viv then hit the mat with the chair and tossed it to Eddie, who was groggily standing up. The moment he caught it, Viv fell backwards just when the ref turned around, pretending to have been hit.
When the ref saw her laying on the canvas, he looked at Eddie with the chair. He kept saying "Did you hit her with the chair?" over and over again, and everytime, Eddie said "No". But the ref didn't believe him. He walked over and stood between Viv and Eddie. Since he wan't looking, Viv rolled onto her side and smirked at Eddie. She waved at him and rolled back onto her back in time when Eddie pointed at her and told the ref to turn around. The ref only saw Viv on her back with her eyes closed, groggily moaning. So, he pointed to the time keeper, signalling to ring the bell. "The victor by disqualification: Vivian."
Chyna was giving Viv a standing ovation. If this girl could beat Eddie at his own game, she definitely qualified to be part of the roster. Next up, Edge.
Viv did a kip up, and watched the blond Canadian as he rolled in the ring and stood up. He was taller than Viv thought he was. It wouldn't be easy, but she would prove herself. Kurt walked over and said, "You have to make him tap out."
She smirked at this. She knew how to do the most famous submission move in the book. The Sharpshooter.
The bell rang, and already, Edge grabbed Viv. Grabbing her by her hair, he got down on one knee and bent her over his leg. The humiliation only got worse when started spanking her. What made it worse was that she could tell he was enjoying it. She could see the obvious bulge forming in his trunks, and the more she struggled, the more enjoyed it. Finally, when she saw the ref turn away for a moment, Viv reared back her right fist and punched him right in the crotch.
Edge fell over into a fedal position, cupping his boys with his hands. The expression on his face made her laugh. It was time to add insult to injury. Viv grabbed both of his legs, wrapped them around her left leg and turned him over. The shot to his groin and pain from the Sharpshooter, was too much. Edge didn't last five seconds before he tapped out. Viv let him go and literally kicked him out of the ring. "Next time, keep your Goddamn hands to yourself, asshole!" She couldn't believe he was that perverted.
Christian stepped in and was still laughing. "Nice job with my brother." He said with a smile.
Viv was about to make a comment, thinking he would be just as perverted as Edge. But when she turned to look at him, she saw a glint of kindness in his blue eyes. He wasn't as tall as Edge, but his blond hair was just as long. And didn't have a smirk, but rather a genuine smile. And it didn't hurt that he was easy on the eyes. She gave a small smile and said, "Thanks."
"Vivian, this will be a regular match. You beat Christian, Vince will hire you on the spot. Let's get started." Kurt from his spot next to Chyna.
Viv nodded and faced Christian. She was excited. Her last match. At least she was facing someone who wasn't like Edge. The bell then rang and both of them locked up. Christian over powered her and pushed her to the corner. He backed away, getting ready to charge at her. When he was about to collide with Viv, she grabbed the ropes and lifted her legs up, kicking him backwards. Christian fell down on the mat, and went to stand up. But Viv managed to climb to the top rope and deliver a pefect Frog Splash just before he could stand. She hooked his leg for the pin.
One!
Two!
Thr-
He kicked out. Viv stood, frustrated. But she soon got an idea. Backing away just a little bit, she waited for him to stand and face her. Once Christian in position, Viv swung her leg around and made contact with his head. A Roundhouse Kick. Christian fell back down and Viv hooked his leg again.
One!
Two!
Thr-
Again, he kicked out. Viv had one last idea. Straddling Christian before he could sit up, she leaned down and connected her lips with his. Christian's eyes widened, but he didn't pull away. He soon closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her waist. This was going the way Viv planned so far. She then pushed him to lie on the canvas completely and placed her hands on his shoulders, holding them down. The ref saw it as a pin.
One!
Two!
Three!
The bell then rang, signalling the end of the match. But it didn't stop the kiss. In fact, it started getting hot and heavy. Kurt was about to get in the ring to stop them, but Chyna grabbed his arm. "Let 'em be. He's still getting over his ex, and this is probably what he needs." She then told the ref to leave as the wrestlers outside the ring started leaving. It was then just Vivian and Christian in the middle of the squared circle, wrapped in their own little world. They soon seperated from each other, needing to breathe. Vivian was still straddling him, and she felt his desire. It was straining in the confindment of his trunks. But she wasn't disgusted like she was with Edge. In fact, she wanted more.
Smirking, Viv arched her back and lifted her tank top over her head, tossing it to the side, leaving only her breasts covered by her lace bra. Christian sat up to reach behind her and unclasp her bra. Tossing it over his shoulder, he started groping her. This caused Viv to arch into his touch and moan. "You like that, babe?" He asked in a husky whisper.
Viv nodded and she cried, "Yeah!" She then started grinding against him, trying to release some of the pressure of her desire.
It wasn't helping Christian. He hissed as his eyes squinted shut. He pulled her close and kissed her again. Her naked breasts pressed against his bare chest combined with the kisses made Viv's mind a little hazy. But she did know one thing that she wanted. She pulled away from the kiss, smiling when she heard Christian groan. As he tried to sit up, Viv only pushed him back down. She then scooched down until she reached the ties of his trunks. Her nimble finger made quick work of the flimsy strings. Once the waistbelt was loose, she yanked it down his legs, letting his erection spring free. And saying he was impressive was an understatement. Viv wondered if she could fit all of him in her mouth. Only one way to find out.
Christian didn't dare move, for fear of upsetting Vivian and making her leave. This girl was like an angel sent to- "CHRIST!" Christian shot up, leaning his weight on his arms to find Vivian swallowing his engorged cock. He fell back down, somehow becoming too weak to hold himself up. He did, however, lace his fingers through her hair. Managing to grab the back of her skull, he set the pace he wanted her to use. Vivian didn't care as long as she could make him submissive to her. She memorized the pace he had set, following it the way he showed her. Her head bobbed, up and down, up and down. When she tasted the slit on his head, she saw how he would slightly jerk his hips up. To her, it was cute. But as she descended, filling her mouth with his swollen member, she slightly scraped her teeth against him, lovng the sound of his groans. It was sending shivers down her spine and right to her aching pussy. Already, she could feel her fluids dripping down her legs.
Looking up at Christian's face, Vivian saw how his eyes were tightly shut, his teeth were clenched together, making his breathing sound like hissing. "I want your cum, Christian." She moaned as pulled herself off of him, only to jerk him off to keep him going. "Please, give it to me." She cried in a desperate voice.
"You want my cum, baby?" He asked as he looked up her. He tried to keep looking at her, but she was good at handing him that his head fell back. He was so close that it was nearly killing him. He hardly managed to hear Vivian's response. "It's your's, baby. Eat my cum." He hissed. Finally, he cried out, "FUCK!" As his seed spurted out and into Vivian's eager mouth. She swallowed every drop of him and lapped at slit of his head get the last drop.
Christian quickly stood up to rid himself of his boots and bottoms. He then grabbed Vivian and lifted her up, making her squeak in surprise. "Start strippin', baby." He growled. The female wrestler followed suit and did as she was told. Once she was as naked as the day she was born, Christian pushed her into the closest corner. He lifted her up and spread her legs, but instead of holding her up, he pushed her back into the turnbuckle, lifted her legs and hooked them over the second rope going in either side of the turnbuckle. He got down on his knees and grabbed both of her breasts, kneading them with abandon.
Viv grabbed both sides of the top rope to hold herself up. Christian was getting her hot. She watched as he latched his mouth onto her left nipple. He suckled like a baby deprived of its mother. His tongue rolled over her tender flesh, making feel like she was nearly on fire. Vivian jumped when she felt his finger lower to her shaven pussy. At first, he gently stroked her sensitive clit, but when he felt how wet she was, he pushed his large, pleasure expert fingers into her canal. "You're so wet, girl. You like me finger fucking your hot pussy?" He growled huskily as he slowly lowered his face further down Vivian's body.
"Yeah! Please, give me more, Christian! I want more!" Vivian moaned. Her pleas were answered as Christian gave her nether lips an experimental lick. She screamed from the intense pleasure. It was the reaction he'd hoped for. He rmoved his fingers, much to Viv's disappointment. But he more than made up for it when forced his tongue into her aching pussy. "AHH!" She moaned. It was incredible. He was merciless with his tongue. Taking his hands, Christian grabbed her ass to pull her closer to his mouth. His moaning added vibrations to the sensations. Vivian let go of the rope on the left side of the post, using her hand to grasp at his long hair. "I'm cumming!" cried.
Upon hearing that, Christian sped up. "Cum for me, baby. I wanna eat your pussy." He hissed as he continued his assault with his talented tongue. Vivian screamed at the top of her lungs as she came, her juices dripping down from her pussy, being lapped up by the blond Canadian. As he stood, he unhooked her legs from the ropes and turned around to face the turnbuckle. Vivian grabbed the post, needing to hold something or else she'd collapse.
Christian spread her legs apart. "Get ready for it, baby. 'Cause I plan on fucking you until you can't walk." He whispered into her ear. As he continued talking to her, his hands gently grasped her hips. "The moment I saw you walk through the door, my only thought was, 'God, I gotta fuck this girl senseless. There's no way she's here to wrestle, she's too sexy for that.' And here you are, this perfect sex kitten, all wet and horny for me. Are you ready for me?"
Vivian nodded and gasped, "Yeah! Please give it to me now!"
That infamous smirk graced his features as he lined his cock with her soaked canal. With one hard thrust, he sheathed himself completely inside of her. She was still recovering from her orgasm, which meant that she was still very sensitive. She threw her head back and screamed, he felt so good, the pleasure of him combine with the slight pain of the sudden intrusion. Once she adjusted with his massive size, she contracted her inner muscles, making him groan. "I like that." He growled into her ear. Then, without warning, he pulled out of her slick heat, only to pumbled back into her. She screamed again from the pleasure she felt. Christian was actually restraining himself. He forced himself to go slowly so he wouldn't hurt her or scare her. In and out, in and out.
Vivian wanted him to go faster. "Please! Faster! Harder!" She demanded. He couldn't help but oblige to her demands. It pumped in harder and faster, listening to the smacking of their flesh. "Oh, God! So good!" She moaned.
Christian smirked again as her gave her backside a rough smack, which Vivian even more horny. "That's my girl! Yeah, you like me fucking your tight pussy, huh?"
"I love it! Fuck me!" She screamed as she felt his cock twitch inside of her. She nearly clawed the pads on the turnbuckle off. Her pussy was quaking as she felt her orgasm come back with a vengence. It took her hard and fast as she threw her head back. Christian took advantage of that and connected his lips with hers. This time, she kissed him harder than he thought she would, taking him by surprise. She then pushed him away from her, only to kneel down and take his hard member into her mouth and suck on it. Christian ran his fingers through her hair, tangling them in her brunette locks. He pulled her off of him and held her in place just below his engorged cock as he jacked himself off. His cum spurted from his pink head and landed in her awaiting mouth. The sight of her eating his cum made Christian go over the edge hard and fast.
Christian calmed down as he knelt down next to Vivian. She swallowed his cum and gasped as she he let her hair go. She never felt so dominated before in her whole life. "God, baby, you know how ta get a guy off." Christian gasped.
Vivian giggled as she turned to her Canadian lover. "You sure know how ta talk dirty. God, you sounded so hot. Usually, I have the guy buy me a drink first."
Christian smirked again as he pulled her in for a quick kiss. "Well, unlike those guys, I plan on staying after the fucking. After how incredible that felt, there's no way I'm giving you up."
"You wanna go out to lunch after we shower?" Vivian asked. She stood up and quickly ran around the ring to collect her clothes.
"Sure, as long as we go to a movie after lunch." He added. She gladly agreed.
Ever since that day, Vivian became the escort of Edge and Christian, but mostly for Christian. Every singles match he was in, you could see Vivian ringside, helping him win every match. Not only that, but in real life, their relationship continued. And it grew stronger with each passing moment. Everything for the two was as perfect as it could ever be.