Quick Note: an overactive imaginitaion is always good to have, a dirty mind's a terrible thing to waste... i can go on with this all night, but I won't.
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Are we, the readers seeing yet that I am probably a nympho where the men of the wwe are concerned? If not then it should be clear soon enough.
My dirty mind knows no bounds, so if you read this and like it let me know if there's a Superstar you'd like to see getting a little loving, and I'll do my best to get 'em in here. I really hope you guys are all enjoying this series. It's a blast to write them. Remember, if you want to see someone, then all you have to do is message or R+R, tell me who.
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Liss looked at Randy with a raised brow. " Just think about it." he said calmly, as he leaned in and grazed her neck with his teeth, slowly across a pulse point.
"Is Cody even aware of this?" Liss asked, momentarily distracted by his hand going up her thigh, heading towards her skirt. She swatted his hand down and fixed her brown eyes on his grey ones, repeating the question.
" he's the only one I trust NOT to lay a hand on what's mine. But yes, he knows."
"Okay then." Liss mumbled, purring as his finger slid between the silky panties and her soaking wet sex. Just thinking about what Randy was suggesting had her all hot and bothered.
And there is only so much of mundane sex one girl could handle. Not that Randall Keith Orton wasn't the best lover she'd ever had, not that he didn't make her toes curl every single damn time they fucked... But.. Liss was an experimental girl by nature.
But with a jealous man like Randy, it wasn't an easy thing to be. She just didn't know what'd piss him off in reality, or how far she could go. But that's what she enjoyed about him. The danger and the excitement that came with one of the most notorious bad boys in the WWE currently.
A bad boy macho villian to the core.
She sighed as she turned and gave him easier access to pet her soaking wet sex as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. "Okay. I'll do it. I'm just shocked you're even suggesting it."
Randy smirked and leaning in as he trailed his finger slowly over her clit, and his lips found hers again, while he whispered, "I know you love my possessive side."
Knowing Cody was down at the combination dance club and bar in the hotel's lower floor, she stood, slipping her panties down from beneath the short denim skirt she wore, and smirking at Randy she mumbled, "Let's do it now."
Randy smirked as his cock stiffened and stood at full attention. They walked to the elevator, Randy stopped them to press her against the wall, held her hands above her head in one of his hands as his fingers slipped up the skirt she wore, and inside of her.
"First I'm gonna have a little fun." he muttered as he grinded his torso against her, while his fingers scissored as fast as he could work them inside of her.
"Ahhh. Fuck... Randy.. Keep this up and..." Liss muttered, but the words hung on her lips, because the elevator dinged signalling their arrival to the bottom floor's bar/dance club.
"Damn it." Randy swore as he followed her into the nightclub. Usher's 'Love in this Club' started to play, and Liss found Cody easily. She leaned in and whispered, "Cody, I'm bored." into his ear, getting hot and sticky wet immediately, thinking about Randy hidden out of sight, watching all of this.
Cody raised a brow, but taking a shot of tequila, he pulled her onto his lap. They were friends, this was normal for him to do. "Oh really." he mumbled silkily against her ear, the effects of the alcohol making his brain operate differently than normal, because normally, knowing how Randy was about his girlfriend Liss, Cody wouldn't dare lean in like this, whisper into her ear like this.
Or would he?
Because Randy had approached him about an idea he had, earlier backstage. And he'd agreed to go along with if Randy got this girl he'd been eyeing to agree to give him a chance.
Either way, as he thought about the conversation earlier, and Liss sitting on his lap in that short skirt she wore often right now, his cock began to throb and stiffen, stretch against his jeans.
His hand grazed her thigh and Randy watched from out of sight of both of them, across the bar, talking up a girl Cody had been into. It was part of his deal with Cody, he'd get the girl to agree to give him a shot, if Cody would do this, with his girl. Odd, yes, but the two males had each other's backs like that off screen.
Liss purred as his rough hand crept higher and higher. She leaned in and trailed her tongue down his neck slowly, as she rubbed her ass against the now painfully noticable bulge in his jeans. "I want to play, Cody. Dance with me?" she asked quietly, as Cody nodded, let her stand, pouting as he realized this meant that his hand had to come out of her skirt.
He pulled her out onto the dance floor, in view of Randy.
Randy growled as his cock throbbed now, straining against his jeans watching her grind her sexy and curvy body against Cody's frame. "Mine, damn it." he grumbled. For a moment he considered going over, calling the whole damn thing off, because Liss was enjoying this entirely too much.
But it wasn't time yet.
Cody gripped Liss's breasts, groping her daringly in the dark as he sucked her earlobe and grinded his body against hers in time to the music playing. Knowing noone would notice, or at least hoping noone would, but Randy, of course, who was watching all this go down somewhere, Cody backed her into a corner sort of, and let his hand trail up her skirt, smirking when he found her lacking panties.
He thrust against her and then said teasingly, "I bet I can make you scream louder than Randy ever dreamed of, babe."
Liss groaned as his fingers slipped inside of her soaked and very hot sex, and she arched her back, clinging to him, panting. "Cody.. Oh god." she moaned as her hand trailed down his chest, coming to the bulge in his pants, fondling it as she rubbed against him.
Cody felt his pocket viberating. He knew it was a text from Randy, that meant it was time to move it to the hallway or something.
"Come on." he whispered roughly as he conquered her neck in kisses, and picked her up, carrying her out and into a deserted hallway. He pinned her in against a wall, and started to slide his fingers into her soaked sex again, as he let his hand go up the tanktop she wore, gripping her breasts, as hie lowered his lips, pulled the front of the top down with his teeth and sucked on her breasts.
Liss panted as she started to feel an orgasm building. And thinking about what Randy had in store for them, when he "caught them". "Cody.. God, I'm about to cum." she panted as his fingers moved faster and his mouth bared down on her chest harder.
Randy stepped out and said quietly, "I caught you two." as he growled. Cody made a hasty retreat as promised, knowing that his own fun was waiting for him up in his room. Once Randy was alone with Liss in the hallway, he looked at her and then closed the distance between them, in the dark.
"Mine." he said possessively, as his mouth bared down on her chest, his hand pinned both hers above her head, and the other hand ripped her shirt straight off. His mouth roamed her breasts hungrily, marking them, grazing her nipples, as his hand went down, slid between the skirt.
True to his "role" as boyfriend who walked in on something, he growled, "No panties?" as he smirked, and three fingers slid inside her already beyond wet sex, thrusting greedily, milking her, making her wetter.
"Randy." Liss said quietly as her breath caught in her throat. He held a finger to her lips and said "Don't even try to explain this. You belong to me. Not Rhodes. Understood?"
Liss nodded, gulped a little. He looked deathly serious and despite about ten percent of her being scared at the moment, the other 90 percent was beyond horny, beyond ready for him to do what he promised. This was exciting and kinky.
"Say it, Liss. Tell me who you belong to." Randy continued as his hand cupped her sex now, and he ground his rock hard erection against her, then raised her skirt up and began unzipping his jeans, groaning as his cock was finally free from the restraint of jeans.
"Randy.. Oh.. I.." she couldn't even form a coherent sentence, because he held a finger to her lips again and then said "I'm going to show you who you belong to." before picking her up and carrying her down the hall to their room.
He unlocked the door, and kicked it open while holding her against him, his mouth roaming all over her body. She slowly let her hand travel down, tried to stroke his cock through his boxers but he shook his head no. Instead, he swept all the things littering the top of the dresser off and onto the floor, sitting her on it.
"Did you enjoy it?" he mumbled as his lips roamed down her body greedily, one goal in mind. Lifting her legs around his shoulders, he knelt down, his tongue slipping inside of her along with the two fingers already there, knuckle deep, getting deeper. She shook, and gripping his shoulders, she cried out, "Randy!"
She wasn't giving him the satisfaction of breaking yet. She was not going to say what he wanted her to say. She wanted to see how far he'd go before she did it.
This was damn hot. She hadn't been this turned on in a very long time. This was new, it was something out of the oridinary.
Sure, that time they'd fucked in the elevator in Cabo had been great but still.. This was.. There were no words.
Randy thrust his tongue in and out of her, simulating what he was going to do to her with his cock in just a few moments, as his cock practically throbbed, demanding to be inside of her. "Did it make you hot? Cody touching you like that? Saying all that shit to you? You know how angry I get. What were you thinking?" he muttered as he came up for air and looked at her in the eyes, seriously, deathly calm.
Liss moaned, her back arching, pouting because she'd just about been fucked by his tongue and fingers into a second orgasm in a matter of minutes then he'd had to stop.
"Randy.. Oh god." she groaned as she looked at him and smirked. "Fine. If you won't touch me.." she pouted as she let her own hands roam down her body, groping her breasts, growling in pleasure as she watched the expression on his face change, saw his cock twitch and grow even more.
"Don't do that. I'm the only one allowed to touch you like that, make you scream like that." he mumbled as he grabbed her ass, sliding her forward on the dresser, wrapping her legs around her waist before slamming into her.
Liss caught her breath. "Oh Randy, oh yeah baby that's it." she said as he began to increase his speed, and sucked her neck, leaving two angry purple marks as he growled, "Say it, Liss. One way or another, you're going to say it. If I have to fuck you all night. You will tell me who you belong to."
Liss bit her lip as she moved her hips against his greedily, he'd slowed down, she wanted more, she wanted him to go faster, pound her harder. "Randy, go faster." she groaned as his hands stilled her hips. This wasn't easy for her, being the submissive one.
Both herself and Randy, to their credit, were dominant individuals. Neither caved in easily either, so the thought of the battle of wills going on right now leading to a night of marathon sex only served to make both of them even hornier than the idea had originally.
"No. Say it." Randy countered as he moved them to the bed, bending her over it, taking her from behind as he gripped her breasts roughly, but not enough to hurt her. As much as he was enjoying this, he was keeping his mind on straight, he did love her and he didn't want to hurt her during.
"You like this, don't you?" he muttered as she growled and panting tried again to wiggle her hips against him, make him thrust harder, pound her, but again, his hands stilled her hips as he controlled the pace and the motion. He was the one dominating her, he wanted to make her see that.
"Y-yes." Liss whimpered as she bit her lower lip, almost in tears. All she wanted him to do was fuck her so hard she couldn't see straight. But he had other ideas.
Done with taking her from behind, Randy turned her around, facing him and gently but firmly pushed her onto the bed, and entered her again, as his hands fumbled around on a nightstand, finding a bandanna, tying her hands together. "So you can't tease me." he muttered as Liss whimpered, beyond excited, soaking wet warmth again flooding her thighs, which were almost aching begging for a proper release and not all this teasing.
He slid on top of her and gripping her ass, he pulled her hips up at an angle, and began pounding her. He couldn't take it, all the teasing when all he wanted to do was take her over and over and over again until neither of them could walk.
"You still haven't said it, Liss." he demanded as he sped up and then slowed down, his hands roaming all over her body roughly, squeezing her breasts, grazing her clit with his thumb, stroking lazy circles there as he pounded away at her.
Liss's back arched and the tears were almost springing forward now, she was that frustrated. If she ever got him on his back, payback was going to be a real bitch for Randy Orton. "Feels so good.. Baby.. Oh yes... Mmmmm." she mumbled as he continued to pound her, sucking her breasts again now and her fingernails raked down his back, leaving scratches, when she wasn't gripping the headboard or trying to wiggle her wrists free.
"Damn it, Randy, please? Faster. I'm so close." she panted, her tongue trailing along the outer edge of his ear.
"Say it and I might, Liss. Did you like his fucking hands all over you? His finger inside of you?" Randy asked as he sucked her neck roughly, pounding her as slowly and steadily as he could possibly go, keeping her hands tied, enjoying this thouroughly.
"No." Liss admitted. She'd only enjoyed the thought of what was happening right now. She'd imagined Randy doing all of that in the bar earlier.
"I bet you didn't." Randy challenged as he gripped her ass and slammed into her teasingly slow. "Are you about to cry? Getting a little frustrated?" he asked, smirking down at her before kissing her hungrily and muttering, "Mine. Noone elses."
Frustrated, Liss gave in and then said "Yours."
Randy smirked as she screamed his name and he began to speed up rapidly, satisfied he'd won their little battle of the wills.
"Randy, oh fuck.. Babe... Oh god yes, keep going,." Liss demanded as she growled, her legs wrapping even tighter around him, gripping him, driving his cock as deep as it could go inside of her.
Panting, she shook and her walls clenched his cock tightly. She was in the middle of the most intense orgasm she ever remembered having, even though with Randy they were all pretty damn intense, when Randy growled and began really slamming into her, kissing her greedily until he couldn't breathe as his cock throbbed and pulsed and he spilled his hot seed into her.
Panting, he kept going as Liss arched her back one last time and screamed his name "RANDY" plainly and loudly, the headboard beating a steady rhythym against the wall, giving everyone on their floor a definite ear full.
He untied her hands, and continued to pound her, letting her walls milk the last of his orgasm as it flowed freely, coating her insides as she coated his cock with her own orgasm. Liss's hands rushed over his body freely, and she grabbed his ass, pumping him into her as fast as she could move him.
He collapsed finally, when she allowed him, onto the bed beside her, as he rolled onto his side and kissed her passionately, muttering, "Was it as good for you as it was for me, babe?" and winking mischeviously.
"Mmm, yes." she mumbled as she kissed back and then smirked in satisfaction in the darkness.
Moral of the story: A little experimentation is never a bad thing.