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Day of Event - November 25th 2012

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Today was just another day. Just another day that the active WWE talent (or at least the ones who fans actually could remember were in the company) would gather around one giant desk, hearing about what Vince, Hunter, Stephanie and the creative team had planned for each and every one of them.

It was a tedious process, but one that they were literally forced to endure, if it meant that they could give that extra boost to their WWE careers.

As expected, time passed at an agonisingly slow pace. The talent were mostly bored, but there were a handful who were actually fretting about the potential demise of their tenure in the WWE.

However, to assist in making this tedious procedure more enjoyable, some of the WWE talents decided to interact with each other in various ways. Some quietly spoke to each other (like Layla and Kaitlyn were doing), some were talking about the latest piece of gossip (like Miz and Dolph, discussing the incident involving Zack Ryder and a jelly doughnut), and some decided to play a game.

These talent included AJ and John Cena, who were already getting into playing the notoriously arousing 'Nervous' game.

John was eager to start first. Whilst Stephanie was evaluating the career of Dolph Ziggler, and giving him advice on how to propel further into wrestling stardom, John's large hand was working it's way up AJ's thigh at a torturously slow place.

"You nervous?" Cena said with a deep whisper, which was enough to arouse AJ more than she already had been.

"Nope." She replied with a barely audible giggle as she could feel the Massachusett's large hand get closer and closer to reaching her area of intimacy.

This only brought a gigantic grin to Cena's face, as his hand was more than eager in moving upwards the woman's slender thigh. The game they played would draw danger, excitement and lust all in one large package.

Stephanie may have been totally oblivious as to the little game that Cena and AJ were zealous in playing, but there were people around the horny duo that knew precisely what was going on under that large table.

One of these people was none other than the Superstar sitting next to AJ, CM Punk. He lost count with the amount of times he rolled his eyes over the lust-filled moans that were reeled out of AJ's mouth, or the occasional glance at Cena's hand which rubbed the side of the New Jerseyan's thigh. This display of desire had gone on for far too long in Punk's mind, and he would have to speak up, before the temptation to forcefully throw Cena and AJ out of the room would get to him.

"Do you two mind NOT making me nauseous?" Punk said in a whisper that was laced entirely with scorn and disdain, as he glared at both Cena and Lee.

"What's the matter Punk? Lita not giving you any?" Cena smirked whilst whispering quietly, yet still audible enough for the Chicagoan to hear.

This was enough to irk Punk until his cheeks reddened. What Cena said was true, unfortunately. Lita never really travelled much with the WWE, so Punk rarely got the chance to make love (or just have hot, sweaty sex) with his loved one.

Still, like Cena's infamous motto, Punk would rise above the hate that in his mind, the Massachusett was showing clandestinely.

"Not really, but that's besides the point. I thought you would have had enough sex to last for a whole two years. I mean did the double penetration me and Orton gave you not teach you anything?" Punk said quietly, yet the grin that eventually formed on his face spoke volumes once it was the turn of Cena to have reddened cheeks.

"I thought you wasn't gonna-"

"Does there seem to be a problem, gentlemen?" Stephanie said. Both Punk and Cena thought they were in the clear with their barely audible communication, but it turned out they were wrong. Once both hunks captured Stephanie's attention, it wasn't long before the rest of the Superstars and Divas gathered around the single table were looking directly at the two main-eventers.

"None at all…you bean headed nitwit." Punk said to Stephanie with arrogance oozing from his tongue.

Hunter desperately wanted to smack the shit out of Punk for that comment, and it was clearly evident through his facial expressions. Still, Stephanie somehow managed to restrain him from doing so, much to his dismay.

"Don't worry honey. I have things under control." Stephanie said nonchalantly to her husband of over ten years. Her gaze shifted from her usually benevolent (to her at least) loved one, to the man who would often insult her with any opportunity he was fortunate enough to receive. "What's the matter Phillip? Throwing insults as petty as those usually means you haven't had nearly as much sex as you would've hoped for in god knows how long. I'm correct, am I not?"

With the exception of a handful, everybody surrounding the large circular table chortled at what the Billion Dollar Princess had to say, which got significantly louder in volume when the sights of the Chicagoan's cheeks reddening (for the second time in under five minutes) became visible. It was rare to see Punk get verbally embarrassed, but this was easily a rare case of just that.

"My sex life is none of your business, you idiotic piece of trash."

"Are you going to be this snappy through the rest of the meeting?"

"Maybe."

"Then I can't afford to have you in the same room as everyone else. I'll give you my analysis as well as Hunter's of your performance within the past number of months at a later date. You can take John and April with you, considering how often you've been eyeballing them for the past ten minutes."

Punk was speechless. He didn't know how to respond that, nor quite frankly, did he want to respond to that.

Cena and Lee simply looked at each other before shrugging their shoulders. It got them out of that tedious meeting, so it really was futile to find a complaint.

As ordered by the experienced business woman, John Cena, AJ Lee and CM Punk all exited the office and all headed off in suppressing their blatantly significant lust.

"So…it's been a while, Punky." AJ said with stern facial expressions, as she looked directly into the pupils of the Chicagoan.

"Don't call me that." Punk said, with equally stern facial expressions as he also looked at his former flame.

"Why not? You mad? You mad about the times we once had together Punk…y?"

"Well now that you mention it. I am mad actually. I am mad I spent my time with a cra-"

"Don't you even THINK about finishing that sentence. Punk." AJ said, with fury showing through her visibly angry facial expressions as she continued to look directly at her ex-boyfriend.

"Why? Scared to admit the truth, huh?"

"That's the most humorous thing I've heard all week, man." This time it wasn't AJ who had spoken. It was Cena, and he showed no hesitance in walking towards his rival. "You wanna ask AJ if she's scared to admit the truth? Then why don't you admit how much of a hypocrite you are? You were a fan favourite back in May, and you actually were a decent human being…then for some unknown reason, you turned your back on everything you once believed in. I don't even know you as a person anymore."

"Good, because quite frankly, I don't want you to know me as a person, and I sure as hell don't have to justify myself to someone as manipulative as you."

It was useless fighting back, once Cena knew that Punk was adamant in his stance. "Whatever man. Keep on believing what you wanna believe in, because I'm not gonna try to stop you." Cena said with a sigh. "Let's just move away from that topic, otherwise we'll be here all day. Stephanie basically sent all three of us out here to fuck, and I'm not one to disobey orders." Cena said, as he boldly grabbed the jean covered crotch of the ravenette, much to the shock of the latter.

Punk was speechless once he felt his dick begin to quickly harden under the influence of Cena's large palm. So many insults whirled inside Punk's head once Cena would provide intimate contact, yet none spilled out into the atmosphere.

"Now, are you actually gonna be a good boy for once and let me suck that cock, or are you just gonna be the typical asshole you usually are and deliberately waste my time like you always do?" Silence was Punk's response, and Cena smirked at this. "Thought so. I know it's cliché and all, but let's head into the janitor's room. No-one's going to go in there, so we'll get our chance to fuck until we cum." Cena said, to both Punk and AJ.

And so, John lead the way, as the trio of horny individuals eventually ended up in their desired destination. John was the one to close the door, giving each of the three aroused wrestlers a chance to quench their incredibly transparent lust.

As quickly as they possibly could, Cena and AJ stripped themselves from the articles of clothing they were wearing prior to this moment. Punk just watched, bedazzled at how horny these two really were.

Then, once the couple were both in their nude form, Cena, without even thinking, once again made contact with the Chicagoan's hardened manhood. Not that he was able to think anyway, consider how much access lust had to his mind. Cena forgot about all of his academic life, and more on the hard dick that he was so fervent in grabbing.

However, rather than grabbing Punk's manhood through the jeans he was wearing, John Cena slipped his hand under the denim material and felt the thick shaft through Punk's leather thong.

"Thong, huh? You expecting this, slut?" Cena said huskily, as his hand would continue to make contact with Punk's raging erection through the leather thong that covered his cock.

"You're one to talk Cena!" Punk said through gritted teeth, determined not to show any emotion of lust and satisfaction towards his rival. "I've bet you've dreamed about getting on your knees and sucking this dick like the slut you are."

"And so what if I have?" Cena said with a smirk once he witnessed Punk's jaw open slightly. One thing John learned about Punk during their various encounters throughout the course of eighteen months was that it was futile to try and counter what Punk would state, due to the latter's stubbornness.

It was tedious, but John would have to strip Punk off his denim jeans and his charcoal black thong in order to grab the object of his desires. "You're gonna enjoy this a lot more than I will." The words that came out of Cena's mouth were oozing with confidence as they were quickly replaced by the big meaty cock (and piercing that went with it) possessed by CM Punk.

Sure enough, Punk (who wasn't fighting the urge to let out a moan nearly as much as he did before) was expressing his satisfaction at the oral cavity that accommodated his shaft. It was embarrassing to succumb to John so quickly, but that mouth; it was enough to make a thousand men tremble in the knees.

Up and down the main-eventer's head would bob, taking in every little inch of the Chicagoan's almighty shaft. Cena was no amateur in giving Punk seamless oral pleasure, mainly thanks to Cena's lack of a gag reflex. It contributed significantly in the babyface managing to deepthroat the whole of the heel's alluring piece of man-meat.

"I bet you love that, don't you Punk?" AJ said. The ravenette swore he could feel her mocha eyes penetrate deep into his soul. Even just from a single glance, Punk suddenly remembered why this woman was crazy. "MY boyfriend giving you a blowjob? Then again, I bet you're used to being a home wrecker, huh?"

Punk wasn't in the mood to talk to the little woman. He was in the mood to fuck Cena's throat (which was precisely what his current actions were). His eyes quickly shifted from AJ down below to Cena's face, as it impeccably took in all of his shaft (including the miniature piercing).

"Not saying anything? No snarky retaliations? I'm not surprised. Daniel told me all about your little encounters after he broke up with me. Must feel pretty awful being Daniel Bryan's slut, huh Punky? I should know…what with the personal experience and all." AJ said. Whilst her focus remained on CM Punk, she skipped round him and her boyfriend without a single care in the world.

It was the infamous sign of false innocence. Girls who normally skip ooze innocence and purity…but when AJ skipped, the connotations were swapped around completely. Innocence would be turned into sultriness, and purity would be turned into, God forbid anyone say this in front of AJ, craziness.

Round and round she went, until she suddenly stopped behind Punk. She slowly sank to her knees, and before Punk could turn his head around, his passage had already been intruded. He didn't even need to wonder what went inside of his puckered hole, considering AJ had done this type of thing in the past.

The situation that Punk was currently in was something he'd describe as being weird. He would have expected the roles to be reversed, in that AJ would be the one providing him oral pleasure, whilst Cena provided the anal pleasure.

Then again, after taking into account how orally talented Cena was (especially as he was currently deepthroating Punk's dick with relative ease) and how wild AJ was (there was a reason she was and sometimes still is labelled as a "crazy chick"), the weirdness of this current moment quickly deteriorated, especially when the two lovers flourished in their respective positions.

Punk didn't know what way to move. Should he move back, and feel AJ's tongue delve deeper inside his remotely loosening pucker? Should he move forward, and feel more of Cena's mouth take in his fat cock (that was, when Cena wasn't deepthroating it)? Should he just be greedy and take the best from both worlds, moving back and then forward (or vice versa)?

After thinking about what his next actions should consist of, Punk eventually decided to be greedy and take the third option. After reaping a vast amount of pleasure that both oral areas of Cena and AJ were offering to him, Punk decided to reel in more. He rocked back and forwards with perfect precision; not being too gentle, but at the same time, not being too rough. He was also superlative rhythmically, as he went deep inside Cena before allowing AJ deep inside of him with faultless timing.

Punk continued to enjoy the pleasures that were so eager in being presented to him for a few further moments, before he would express his desire for a transition in positions. Again, the timing was seamless, as the two lovers currently on their knees were also craving for something different.

AJ's tongue eventually unplugged itself from the asshole that had minute droplets of her saliva dripping from it, whilst Cena moved away from the cock that wore saliva far more noticeably than AJ's. Once they both moved away from the Second City Saint, they easily remembered why the man was walking sex (despite his less than desirable personality). The proportions of his body were perfect, he managed to make his body piercings look enticing, and perhaps best of all, the lower half of his body glistened enough to raise AJ and Cena's arousals to no ends.

Punk smirked as he noticed the peep show he was providing to these two clearly horny individuals. His body was enticing to gaze at; it was a well-known fact to anyone who had the privilege of getting an up, close and personal view of it. Still, as nice as it was for his ego to be fed by the two lust-filled eyes that blatantly stared at it, Punk wasn't interested in just being admired. He wanted to fuck a tight piece of ass, and he wanted to fuck a tight piece of ass right now.

Thankfully for Punk, he needn't even express his desire to pound a taut hole. The opportunity laid itself out right in front of the Chicagoan's eyes once Cena and Lee took their eyes away from Punk and focussed onto each other. It was at that moment they shifted into a sex position without even realising the WWE Champion's presence in the janitor's closet.

AJ swiftly wrapped her legs around Cena's waist, and her deep brown eyes had gotten incredibly close to Cena's ocean blue eyes, very close to breaking the barrier of the latter's personal space (not that Cena minded at all).

Cena, however, had other plans for AJ. Whilst still managing to keep her legs wrapped around his waist, Cena gently positioned AJ on her back so that they were moving into the missionary position. Then, suddenly, Cena rammed his rapidly hardening cock into AJ. He knew she liked it rough (she had even told him herself in their first encounter), so what rougher than an unsuspecting penis intrusion?

It certainly garnered a lot of satisfied moans from AJ, as she could already feel Cena's sexual organ deep inside of her. That was what she liked. She wasn't into the soft and gentle shit. Hell no! If she was going to have sex, she wanted to make it as wild as she was!

So there Cena was, pounding as hard as he possibly could into his beautiful girlfriend's vaginal passage. Of course, since Punk was standing behind them, he (and his hard cock) got a superb view of Cena's ginormous booty rhythmically thrusting with perfection. It looked to enticing not to fuck, and given Punk's arousal, Cena's hole was the ideal destination for Punk's thick dick.

It was only an ephemeral amount of time that Punk would stare any longer at the alluring hole before he would have his way with it. Whilst Cena was fucking AJ like there was no tomorrow, Punk managed to position himself to give Cena the same intrusion that the Massachusett had given to AJ.

Like AJ, Cena was moaning at Punk's shaft being rammed into his hole. It wasn't the most taut hole on the planet, but it was one that made an extremely snug fit to the cock that it was already accommodating.

It was a threesome filled with many a powerful thrust and absolute lust. Whenever Punk would thrust particularly deep inside Cena, the latter would thrust particularly deep inside his girlfriend, AJ.

It was an absolutely beautiful moment for all three participants of this arousing moment in time…

"You like that dick in your snatch Cena?"

…Until that moment. John never told AJ about what Punk would label his hole as, nor did he intend to. He could thank Punk for ruining that, though, like he did with practically everything.

The CeNation leader's thrusts became noticeably slower, as he was taking in more of what his rival had just said to him. He was trying not to feel embarrassed, but his cheeks would say otherwise. His only remaining hope was that AJ was too busy craving Cena's penis to realise what came out of Punk's mouth.

Unfortunately for the babyface Superstar, AJ's cheeks with redden, and her facial features would show huge scorn.

"Cena! Why the hell are you not fucking me as good as you were before?!"

Fortunately for Cena, that question exhibited what AJ's focus was, and what Punk said clearly wasn't something that Lee would focus into.

Cena was now more than merry to comply with AJ's demand. His body went back to pounding AJ's pussy into a pulp, much to her satisfaction as the moans would once again escape her lips and ring into his ears.

Punk was still irked that Cena didn't acknowledge his question, but that was okay. He would get his opportunity to humiliate his rival sooner or later. For now? Punk was too busy fucking the shit out of Cena to strategise any implementation of mortification into his enemy's life.

Given the impressive stamina of all three involved in this steamy threesome, they would remain in their positions for the next ten minutes, before Punk was the first to experience an almighty orgasm. Punk didn't bother to give a warning of any sorts, so to say Cena was surprised feeling the Chicagoan's essence rush inside of him was a definite understatement.

John was not appreciative in being another man's cum dumpster to say the slightest, especially when said man in question was someone as egotistical and self-righteous as CM Punk. On the plus side, once Punk eventually pulled out, Cena had AJ all to himself.

So there they were; two lovers engaging in raw, passionate sex. The moans were reaching an all-time high for these two individuals, and their inevitable climaxes were drawing to a close, as indicated by their moaning.

Finally, a change in position would come into play. Cena moved himself, allowing AJ the opportunity to straddle her handsome boyfriend's face, whilst she bent over and brought her face just centimetres away from his treasured manhood.

It wasn't really rocket science to explain what happened next. Cena's tongue eagerly made itself known to AJ's wet cunt, and AJ's mouth made itself known (once again) to Cena's throbbing tool.

The sixty-nine that oozed tantalisingly good pleasure transpired for one or two minutes, before it would eventually come to a close, with her juices surging into his mouth and his juices being surging into her mouth miraculously at the same time. What was also miraculous about this was that both Cena and AJ swallowed each other's creamy liquids at approximately the same time.

It was a beautiful moment that was sure to play in AJ and John's minds throughout the rest of their time as a romantic couple.

"Ahem…"

AJ's eyes widened, and Cena's eyes narrowed, as they both looked at the man who they only just remembered was still in the room (although this time, he was fully dressed).

"You two actually weren't as bad as a fuck as I thought you'd be…oh, and Cena, by the way…sorry about cumming inside your lady parts. Remember to name the child after me."

With that, Punk left the room, with a smirk so big, it'd make Big Show seem like Hornswoggle in comparison.

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Hope you all liked that! I totally apologise for the lateness of this chapter. I guess it's due to the A-Levels I'm studying as well as the procrastination I've been doing *shrugs*.

Anyway, here's what's coming your way next:

~ AJ (Bottom)/John Cena (Bottom)/Tyson Kidd (Versatile)/Zack Ryder (Versatile) (Requested by NateWWE)

~ Drew McIntyre (Top)/Paige (Bottom)/Trent Barreta (Bottom) (Requested by Dashique)

~ Alex Riley (Top)/Dolph Ziggler (Versatile)/Eve Torres (Versatile)/Kaitlyn (Bottom) (Requested by matt . medina . 75)

~ CM Punk (Top)/Daniel Bryan (Versatile)/John Cena (Bottom)/Layla (Versatile) (Requested by onehundredpercent)

Two more stories guys, and then I'll get back to accepting requests again =)

Oh, and since chances are I probably won't be able to rustle up a new chapter within a week, I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!