Rhea's fingertips lightly scratched through the long, dark hair of the young woman between her muscular legs. Rhea inhaled sharply, then exhaled slowly. Her climax was quickly approaching after an amazing effort by Dakota Kai. A near perfect performance, for a straight girl, Rhea thought to herself with a chuckle.
Finally, Rhea grunted loudly and threw her hips forward. Dakota sat back, wiping a thin layer of cum off her proud smirk with the heel of her hand.
"Did I do alright?" Dakota asked.
"I came, didn't I?" Rhea shot back sarcastically. Dakota was sometimes too naive for her own good.
Dakota laid beside Rhea. Rhea took a few moments to even out her breathing. Dakota lightly dragged her fingernails up and down Rhea's chest. Dakota giggled under her breath and kissed the corner of Rhea's mouth.
Rhea cocked an eyebrow. "You heard me when I said this was nothing more than casual, right?"
Dakota nodded her head. "Yeah, of course. I can't exactly get involved when I have a boyfriend."
Rhea chuckled. "Does he know you like to eat pussy?"
Dakota shook her head. "No, of course not. He just thinks I'm at the gym right now. That's what I tell him whenever you text."
Rhea sat up. "Good, there's no need to make shit complicated." Whenever Rhea felt the urge to cum, and masturbating just didn't cut it, she would find a WWE Superstar that was either also into women or would be willing to experiment. Dakota, though not the first woman in WWE to pleasure Rhea, was definitely her favorite. That is, until Lacey Evans showed her how talented she was. The memory, as brief as it was, kept replaying over and over again in Rhea's head. Of course, thinking about Lacey led to problems plastic toys and fingers couldn't solve. So, since she knew Dakota was a guaranteed cum, she sent the beautiful kiwi a text and she was at Rhea's door in less than fifteen minutes.
"Would you think about making things official?" Dakota asked. "I mean, if I broke up with Tyler."
Rhea shook her head. "Toni was my last girlfriend. Shit doesn't end well with me. You're better off just eating me out when I'm horny and staying with Bate."
Dakota sighed. "I get it, Rhea. Just... It would be nice if you returned the favor for once."
Rhea snickered. "You're telling me what to do? Damn, that's the shit I like to hear."
Dakota thought Rhea was only joking, but that thought quickly passed when Rhea spun around and pinned Dakota to the bed. Dakota followed Rhea with her eyes, then moaned through gritted teeth as her tongue piercing flicked her her clit.
Rhea stepped out of her hotel room, some time later. Dakota was asleep in the bed, but Rhea needed a moment to think. There was never going to be a future with Kai, because relationships were no longer Rhea's thing. Lacey Evans, who was walking down the hall in the same dress as before after RAW, wasn't exactly sending very strong signals either.
"I see you managed to make it back to your hotel room," Lacey spoke with an extra pop to her southern accent. Rhea felt a fire grow between her legs again, even though Dakota had just made her cum several times. Lacey continued. "Did you pleasure yourself to my image again?"
Rhea smirked. "Didn't have to. Dakota Kai likes to eat pussy as much as I do, lucky for me."
Lacey cocked an eyebrow. "I see. And to think I almost believed you were a girl who waited patiently for things. But, as I can now see, you take what you want, don't you?"
Rhea took a step towards Lacey. "I do, I always take what I want," she leaned into Lacey's person, bringing her face a few inches from hers. "If I want a little kiwi between my legs, I sure as fuck will have one before the night's over. A goddess, a boss, a hugger, doesn't matter to me. I've had them all, and it's because I don't wait for shit."
Lacey gave Rhea a once over. "Very well. You are more sophisticated than I thought, Miss Ripley. Perhaps I should invite you to my bedroom. However, I've let Mr Ambrose tied up for over an hour. I'm sure his erection is ready to ejaculate the moment my lips touch him."
Rhea chuckled once. "You did what to Ambrose?"
Lacey opened the door to her hotel room, which happened to be next to Rhea's. "Are you not familiar with the pleasures bondage brings to the bedroom? I do highly recommend it. It brings a certain sense of danger to intimacy. Perhaps, when I invite you in, I will show you."
"When will that be?" Rhea asked.
Lacey's bright red lips parted slightly to show her pearly white teeth. "In due time, Miss Ripley. But, I assure you, you will have the pleasure of being orally stimulated by me very, very soon."
"Not even a goodbye kiss?" Rhea joked, but grinning broadly when Lacey paused in her doorway and turned back around.
"Patience, Miss Ripley, is a virtue," As Lacey closed the door, she dropped her dress around her ankles. For a very brief moment, Rhea saw Lacey's left breast.
"Fuck," Rhea mumbled to herself, already finding the urge to wake Dakota and have more fun with her.
"Lacey, fuck, please," Dean groaned, pushing his hips forward, driving his cock deeper into Lacey's pussy.
Lacey shook her head. "Manners, sir. Ladies first."
Ambrose, like he had the week prior, was blindfolded and bound to the bed. Lacey was nude, straddling his lap, and riding his cock. She threatened severe punishment if he came before her, but Dean found that harder than he could've imagined.
Lacey threw her head back and moaned loudly. "Lord, give me strength. Why must this man be so large?"
Dean chuckled to himself, but his aching cock brought him back to reality. His testicles burned, and he was sure there was no holding on anymore.
"Oh, goodness, I'm cumming," Lacey gasped. "Mmmm, you are a very well endowed man, Mr Ambrose."
"Whatever that means," Dean groaned.
Lacey dismounted Ambrose. She gripped his cock and stroked him at a breakneck speed. Dean cursed loudly, as his body seized and a jet stream of cum shot out of him. Lacey's hand and tits took most of the load, but a lot of it trickled around her hand and covered the bedsheets and Ambrose's cock.
"So much sin in such a short time," Lacey, with her non-semen covered hand, lifted Dean's blindfold. With Dean now watching, Lacey licked the cum off her hands and mopped it off her chest before licking that up too.
"Fuck... Me..." Dean hissed with an exhausted sigh.
"I'm afraid I just did, good sir," Lacey said with a sassy, cum coated grin.
