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Day of Event - July 13th 2012
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The night was young and SmackDown was in the midst of it's taping. Some employees had nothing better to do, whereas others had been given significant roles to play throughout the night (which meant that they would receive more money; something that would boost the morale of every employee in the WWE).
Rosa Mendes and Sin Cara were employees who had nothing better to do.
Sure Sin Cara had a match, but that was the first one of the night. Sure Rosa Mendes had gotten TV time, but all she did was stand around at ringside and 'vocally support' one of her men, Primo.
The bottom line was, once their TV time was finished, they would do nothing for an hour, if not more. The boredom that would be generated standing around for sixty plus minutes was too immense to even think about.
That's why they had met up with each other (in reality, Rosa bumping into Cara much to the latter's dismay) and were talking in Cara's locker room (in reality, Rosa literally dragging Cara into a random, deserted locker room where she would blab onto him about irrelevant subjects and he would be forced to listen).
"Cariño, estoy tan aburrido." ("Honey, I'm so bored.") Rosa said with a pout. She often had been bored since she had become the valet to the two Colons, Epico and Primo. Flirting was something that Rosa would do to pass the time. It was entertaining, and it mostly led to something that would eventually prove to be more than just a piece of flirtatious banter. It did help that she was hot, spicy and everything else that made Latinas ooze sex appeal.
Nothing other than silence had poured through Sin Cara's bright red mask and into the atmosphere. He did feel a little awkward being placed in this situation with one of the most sultry Divas in the WWE today (if not also in history), whilst he was close to being the absolute picture of innocence in a company filled with vulgarity and crudeness.
Where a strong majority of WWE stars would commonly fuck around wherever they damn well please, Cara could only recall one time that he would proceed to intercourse during his WWE tenure (and that was with Rey Mysterio, as a welcome gift from the latter to the former). The rest of the time, Cara would be the shy and modest Superstar, not getting involved in any sexual activity for over a year.
The shyness of Cara could be easily observed by Mendes, who was more than willing to produce a transformation that would shed away the shyness of the Mexican Luchador, and replace it with lust, as she had done with many a Superstar (such as a third of the Hispanic WWE Superstars who had been wrestling in the time that Rosa was and still is around).
Her golden brown palm was beginning to roam around Cara's unsuspecting body. From his pectoral area to his abdomen, Rosa got a good feel of the Luchador's ripped muscular upper body. That wasn't enough for Mendes though. She wanted more…no; she needed more.
The palm that had belonged to Rosa which explored Sin Cara's body from the waist upwards was now beginning to rummage downwards past his tights as she grabbed the thickness of his manhood. His thick, Mexican meat was getting gently squeezed and caressed by the Costa Rican's very gifted hands. They both loved what was currently transpiring, and it was certainly better than just sitting around and doing nothing backstage, as the two lusting Hispanics were very aware of.
As Rosa was alluringly stroking up and down Cara's hard manhood, her curiosity had gotten the best of her. She had felt the thickness of his shaft, but she had yet to actually see it. Now was her chance to see the masked stud's erection with her lusting eyes.
She swiftly stripped Sin Cara of the tights that were an identical shade of red to his mask. His dick had been exposed to Rosa, but only for a short quantity of seconds as her mouth would engulf it with nothing but pure desire.
Though it was muffled, the moans that broke away from the Mexican's mouth narrowly into the air were more than a good enough indication as to how satisfied he was at this present moment in time. His head would tilt upwards as Rosa was easily deepthroating the whole of his fat dick with minimal trouble. It was certainly something of an amazing moment to feel.
This feeling, however, would only be short-lived as Rosa's lips had spat out the saliva coated dick that had fully been inside her oral passage seconds ago. Now it was the tongue of Mendes which made contact with Cara's cock, as it teasingly travelled up and down the whole length.
If there was one thing that any of Rosa's sexual conquests had quickly learned about her, it was that she had been a major tease. She would provide ephemeral moments of bliss, joy and ecstasy before quickly taking it away like candy from a baby.
The Hispanic Diva's tongue was flicking away at the Hispanic Superstar's hard manhood, providing satisfaction of a respectable level, albeit being little fractions of the joy that the latter had felt before.
However, Rosa's tongue eventually moved away from Cara's wet dick as it got replaced by her oral passage which once again accommodated the whole of the Mexican's member.
As her nose crashed into the base of Cara's shaft, she could feel the faint pubic hairs that tickled her ever so slightly whilst she managed to deepthroat the high-flying sensation to a level that could be compared to paradise.
Sin Cara was without doubt a lucky man as of this moment, and the only way that his luck had managed to increase was when he could begin to feel the vibrations from Rosa's humming through his dick as it speedily crept into his body. A ginormous amount of pleasure waved through his body, and he was extremely lucky not to spasm from it.
"Entonces, hacer qué tenemos aquí?" ("So what do we have here?") Sin Cara looked directly at the opened door, whilst Rosa bobbed her head on the Luchador's shaft once more before she too stared at the opened door and the man standing next to it. His golden skin, jet black hair and thick Mexican accent was unmistakable. The Mexican Aristocrat that all would refer to as Alberto Del Rio was looking directly at Rosa and Sin Cara as the former gave the latter oral pleasure in his very own locker room (although they weren't aware of that).
"Papi! ¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" ("Papi! What are you doing here?") Rosa was shocked that someone had actually interrupted her so far brief session with Sin Cara. Interruptions involving her and intercourse had been infrequent, but most of those intrusions weren't entirely a negative thing, and Rosa was having high hopes that this disruption wouldn't be fully negative.
Alberto's eyebrow raised upon Rosa's question. It was clear to the wealthy Superstar that Rosa and Cara were too focussed on having a lustful encounter to check who's locker room they barged into. "What am I doing here? This is my locker room!" Alberto's thick golden fingers pointed to his name that was located in the centre of the door to emphasise his point.
"Oh…" Rosa was practically speechless at this point; something that would prove to be a rarity throughout the entire our and a half years that she was signed to the WWE. "…where's Ricardo?"
"Doing errands and making himself useful." Alberto said. He took a number of steps closer to his fellow Hispanic WWE stars, getting a better glimpse of the two with his dark eyes. "Look honey, this goes one of two ways. You either service me, or you and Botch Cara can leave my room."
She looked quickly back at Sin Cara before glancing upwards at Del Rio. She made her mind up swiftly, and she licked her lips as she couldn't help but think of all the fun she could have with two Mexican shafts at one time. "How about that first one papi? I'd love to service you…and that hard cock."
"Then get to it." Alberto said. His smugness was expressed in exceeding amounts not just through the tone of his voice, but also through his facial expressions. "These trunks won't undo themselves you know."
And as if she was a kid that had heard a mention of the word chocolate, Rosa shot off to the object (or in her case, person) of her most recent desire. Sin Cara had been cast aside for the moment being, as more and more of the Costa Rican's extremely high arousal were towards the Aristocrat rather than the Luchador.
Her hands quickly attached themselves onto the wrestling trunks that were as gold as her palms. She was blatantly feeling the bulge that was beginning to form in the rich, wealthy Mexican's trunks and enjoyed doing so.
Meanwhile, as Rosa's eyes and hands were firmly glued onto the growing bulge of Del Rio, Sin Cara decided to strip Rosa of her clothing so he at least could feel some pleasure along with his Mexican rival.
Rosa was ultra horny, and if anything, she would rather have her clothes ripped than to keep them on in such a lusting atmosphere. Thankfully for the Costa Rican, Sin Cara was more than willing to help with that. He quickly removed any and all articles of clothing that were visible to the naked eye which had lead to the eventual nakedness of the ravenette Diva.
Luckily for the high-flying Superstar, his shaft was rock hard and the masked Mexican was ready to plunge it deep inside any hole he could see…which was literally what he had just done to Rosa. Sultry moans had seeped out of her mouth as she could feel a thick dick enter her rose bud, which was beginning to glisten at the sensation that she had began to feel whenever she felt the Luchador penetrate her yoni.
Cara's hands swiftly attached themselves to both sides of Rosa's waist, using that as a grip as he already began to plunge in and out of her which soon became as fast as he had been.
Being witness to remarkably agile thrusts, Alberto had felt a little left out. Rosa and Sin Cara got to feel the pleasure that is intercourse, whilst Rosa was still playing with his rock hard cock through his golden trunks. Irate was a complete understatement as to how Alberto had felt.
After deciding that Rosa would be too busy fiddling with his trunks to actually whip his shaft out, Alberto decided that he would get the job done quicker than the ravenette Latina. He slapped her hand away and quickly whipped out his plump cock out into the air and forcedly tilted Rosa's head so she looked directly at the golden manhood that matched it's owner's skin.
She moaned and groaned (not even she was sure whether that was due to Sin Cara's rapid thrusts or the thickness of Alberto's dick), but the aristocrat was having none of it. Once he saw Rosa open her mouth to ooze satisfaction, the wealthy Mexican thrusted his hardness deep into the Costa Rican's oral cavern which eventually reached the back of her throat.
With every powerful thrust Del Rio would give to the Latina's oral passage, Sin Cara would thrust impeccably swiftly into the same Latina's wet vaginal passage. It was a classic case of speed vs power, and at the moment, Rosa wasn't entirely sure who she preferred. All she knew was that the two Mexicans burying their shafts inside of her were notably better at the gift of sex than the two Puerto Ricans she would associate herself with. She was just enjoying what was happening the heat of the moment, allowing both men to delve their dicks as deep inside of her as they could possibly delve.
The two muscular Mexican Superstars repeatedly thrusting in and out of the cock hungry Diva had felt brilliant, and nothing but brilliant. Sin Cara was merrily hammering away at Rosa's wet snatch, whilst Alberto had felt the whole of his fat member get engulfed by her. There was a reason that Rosa was listed by many WWE Superstars (and Michael Hayes) as the unofficial 'Queen of Oral'.
With every second that passed, an impactful thrust had been given by Sin Cara and Alberto Del Rio. With every minute that past, an exceedingly higher number of hard, deep, quick and impactful thrusts had been given by Cara and Del Rio, as each man started to feel their inevitable climax occur after spending their time thrusting their hard cocks inside Rosa's holes.
While Sin Cara was more than happy to continue spending the remainder of his sexual stamina on thrusting inside Rosa's pussy, Alberto would not be satisfied by just a blowjob. He wanted more…and what Alberto wanted, Alberto got.
But, hearing about the rumours that featured Rosa and her vaginal area, he wasn't too eager to plunge his dick inside of her snatch. He wanted something much tighter, and Sin Cara had been just the guy for the job.
Alberto took his rock hard dick out of Rosa's oral cavern (much to her dismay), as he slowly crept around the two Hispanic WWE stars so he could eventually insert his shaft into Sin Cara's unsuspecting hole. Even though the noises had been muffled by his mask, both Rosa and Alberto could still hear Sin Cara groan in pure pain at the thick member that had been popped into his very close to virgin tight asshole.
The clenching of Sin Cara's extremely tight hole had been much, much more pleasurable than Rosa's mouth, and Alberto would certainly agree with that. The tightness had restricted the power and speed of his thrusts somewhat, but the wealthy aristocrat would still plunge impressively inside the Luchador's ass.
After moments of pain and agony, Sin Cara was eventually beginning to feel that pain and agony slowly subside until it had completely disappeared. His prostate was now getting shattered by Del Rio's thick shaft, and he was actually starting to enjoy the feeling rather than despising it like he did before.
Moans were audible from all the trio of Hispanic employees as they were working up a sweat fucking (in Del Rio's case), getting fucked (in Rosa's case) or a combination of both (in Sin Cara's case). It was certainly hard work and a lot of effort, but the rewards had outweighed that hard work and effort tenfold.
Occasionally, to replace the licentious moaning of all three wrestlers in the room, they had each mumbled in Spanish whenever they had felt a significant amount of satisfaction wash through their bodies.
As time gradually passed on by, each Hispanic in Alberto's locker room could feel their inescapable climaxes dangerously close to transpiring. They all knew they wouldn't last much longer if they continued to experience the amount of delight that they already have so far.
Sin Cara was the first to feel a tingling sensation near his lower abdomen. The combination of a blissful blowjob from Rosa as well as getting to thrust rapidly into her snug snatch and getting his ultra tight hole pounded by Alberto Del Rio had eventually sent him over the edge. The masked Superstar shot an impressive amount of semen deep inside Rosa's soaking wet cunt.
Only a matter of seconds after, and it was now the turn of the vivacious Rosa Mendes to climax. Her juices were gushing out of her rose bud as they eventually trickled down her thighs along with some of Sin Cara's seed.
Finally, after lasting a whole two minutes longer than both Rosa and Sin Cara, Alberto was the last to finally bust a nut. After relentlessly hammering away at the Luchador's loosened hole, his cum had shot out of his piss-slit and surged deep into the high-flyer's back passage.
The session of intercourse had been officially over once all three WWE stars had climaxed. Now all they were left to do were to breathe deeply until they could feel their pulse rate return to normality…
…until Alberto Del Rio said otherwise.
"Get out! Get out of my locker room usted putillas (Get out of my locker room you sluts)!" It was clear to Rosa and Sin Cara that they were unwanted in the rich aristocrat's locker room.
To say they were unhappy would be an understatement of major proportions.
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So one little apology I have to make (albeit not being a ginormous one) is the roles for this scene. I listed Sin Cara as a bottom which turned out to be false considering he was versatile. My bad guys!
But on the plus side, after twenty smut-filled chapters, this story has passed the 100k word mark! I'm so proud right now!
Anyways, I seriously hoped you enjoyed the chapter, and here's some others that are coming your way:
~ Alex Riley (Versatile)/The Miz (Versatile)/Trish Stratus (Bottom) (Requested by myself)
~ Alex Riley (Versatile)/Eve Torres (Bottom)/Justin Gabriel (Versatile)/Kaitlyn (Bottom)/Layla (Bottom)/Natalya (Bottom)/Tyson Kidd (Versatile)/Zack Ryder (Versatile) (Requested by myself)
~ AJ (Bottom)/Damien Sandow (Top)/Daniel Bryan (Bottom) (Requested by phoenix360)
~ Justin Gabriel (Top)/Paige (Bottom)/Tyson Kidd (Versatile) (Requested by KJ-Slashbug)
~ AJ (Bottom)/John Cena (Versatile)/CM Punk (Top) (Requested by waldron82)
~ AJ (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 .75)
~ CM Punk (Top)/Daniel Bryan (Versatile)/John Cena (Bottom)/Layla (Versatile) (Requested by onehundredpercent)
Since I've got about nine requests now, I'm gonna have to put other requests on hold for the moment. It'll take a while, but there eventually will be another chance to submit requests. I apologise that the opportunity to send in requests was short, but there will be other chances in the future.
And finally, I've decided to stop going ahead with the 'Making it a home run' series. I've literally had no motivation for it at all, so I think it'd be better if I just cancelled it. There will be a replacement for it (which hopefully you all will like), but you'll have to wait for about a week or so until it actually makes it's way onto FanFiction ;)