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Day of Event - October 31st 2012 (Day of Halloween)
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'Twas the night of Halloween.
Children and adolescents across the globe were trick or treating; their main goal being to gain a higher amount of candy than all of the other trick or treaters near by.
Adults had been partying in costumes ranging from cheeky devils to their favourite TV show characters/superheroes/video game characters to provocative nurses as alcohol had been a heavy influence upon most partiers in this night.
WWE employees had held one giant party in celebration of this annual event. Most of the active wrestlers currently signed to the company had partied the evening away at the hotel in which they were staying at (B Ocean Fort Lauderdale). From WWE Superstars to WWE Divas to WWE off-screen employees to developmental wrestlers, everyone had been partying as the amount of alcohol, flirting and sex was increasing rapidly.
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In the janitor's closet (featuring Audrey Marie, Drew McIntyre, Heath Slater, Jinder Mahal and Paige)
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Paige and Audrey Marie (who shockingly due to their contrasting personalities became the best of friends ever since Sofia Cortez and Caylee Turner had been released from the WWE) were performing the satisfying act of fellatio to Jinder Mahal and Drew McIntyre respectively, whilst Heath was using his fingers to plunge inside the vaginal passages of both Paige and Audrey.
Ever since the formation of 3MB (the trio of Superstar's group name), the trio of Superstars had much more healthy sex lives (even if that was mostly due to helping each other out), and as a result, their sexual talents all had increased. Whilst Drew and Jinder could only lay back and enjoy the blissful blowjob they were receiving, Heath's talents were being shown through his two fingers that were thrusting in and out of the young cunts of the NXT Divas.
All three men had kept on their cowboy hats (which had been the only parts of their cowboy costumes that they were still wearing) as they were enjoying all the pleasure that Audrey and Paige were showing, whilst the two attractive Divas had completely stripped themselves from the angel and devil costumes (respectively) that they were wearing prior to this orgy.
However, the hats of the Scotsman and the Indian were soon to be chucked away to the floor so they could lustfully access the other's lips.
The tongues of Drew and Jinder swirled around each other not for dominance, but with equal amounts of passion. 3MB didn't strive to outdo each other, like certain other tag teams, but they strived for their equality. They strived as a trio, rather than overpowering each other, and that was reflected by the amount of lust shared by the trio of 'musicians' in the room.
Heath, meanwhile, was at the other end of the orgy. He was in a position that some men would kill to be in, and that was to finger the exceedingly tight snatches of Paige and Audrey, which already began to drip with wetness and arousal as the two girls eagerly bobbed their heads up and down on Jinder and Drew's hard lengths.
"Man! You girls got some sweet, sweet pussies!" The ginger said with a Southern drawl and an almighty grin. The amount of moisture that trickled out of the two FCW Divas was breathtaking to view, and Heath had felt that he was the luckiest man on the planet to get to touch the source of wetness between the duo of Divas.
However, as seconds passed by and his lust grew larger, Heath quickly got tired of using his fingers to scoop up their juices. If anything, he just wanted to fuck the two girls until all of their combined juices were gushing out of them. There was a key rule that Slater loved to remember in situations like these:
What Heath wanted, Heath had gotten.
This would definitely be applicable to this situation, as his hard cock went inside the almost virginal tight pussy of Southern belle, Audrey Marie, much to her delight.
The Texan Diva was now getting spitroasted by two hard dicks, belonging to Drew McIntyre and Heath Slater. None of these two gentlemen had any complaints at how Audrey-Marie was taking care of their rock hard shafts.
Meanwhile, Paige was solely focused on providing pleasure to the big hard Indian dick that was currently inside of her surprisingly talented mouth. For such a young woman, her oral aptitude is enviable to many an untalented woman.
The way that her mouth would accommodate Jinder's cock was very desirable to look at, but even more so to actually be on the receiving end of, as Mahal had already learned.
Speaking of the self-proclaimed 'Punjabi Nightmare', he was still engaged in a kiss with his Scottish ally. The two men shared muffled moans with each other as they both received a marvellous session of oral pleasure from the two beautiful FCW rookies.
As the two Superstars who had almost no specific interest in music up until now continued to make-out with each other, their hands eventually groped the other's plump derriere. The cheeks would soon jiggle once the Scotsman and Indian's roaming hands had their way, and the puckered holes would soon embrace an intruding finger.
It was amazing to ponder how such a small closet could contain such a passionate and (quite frankly) wild orgy. Heath was having probably the most fun within the amount of time so far spent inside the janitor's closet than he has his whole career; Drew and Jinder could safely bet that this was their wildest (yet also most exuberant) encounter within their tenure hitherto in the WWE and both Paige and Audrey were simply having a lustful sexcapade to remember.
All five remained in this ideal position for a quantity of minutes, sucking all the bliss out of it before the position became not-so-ideal.
"Drew! Jinder! Get over here!" Heath shouted, after he unplugged his hard shaft from the wetness of the fellow Southern wrestler.
Soon enough, Drew and Jinder detached themselves from the other occupants in the closet, including each other, so they could follow Heath's order. Slater was the soon to be official leader of the 'band', so following his orders would be anything but a hassle for the Scotsman and the Indian.
Once they stood by his side, the two inferior members of 3MB awaited their orders from the ginger stud.
"Guys, I need ya to lick my dick until it fuckin' oozes with cum!" And sure enough, two tongues were almost instantly twirling around the crimson mushroom head of the fat Southern cock, whilst occasionally travelling up and down it's hard length.
All the two young ladies could do was to give a wide-eyed expression when looking at Drew and Jinder be so eager in licking a fellow male's dick. They certainly never saw that type of interaction between men in FCW, but they were happy to see it now rather than never given how enticing the interaction was to look at.
The backsides of Mahal and McIntyre had been totally exposed to the two rookies, and those two asses alone were close to defining the word 'alluring'. Paige and Audrey gave each other a look, trying to both mentally agree on what should they do until they both came to a mutual decision (or so they thought they had).
Paige quickly dove straight into the ass cheeks of Jinder, her tongue quickly accessed his tight, dark hole which had quickly garnered pleasantly surprised moans from him in the process.
Audrey was far tamer than the Englishwoman had been. She simply played around with the posterior of Drew, occasionally spanking his behind and watching it jiggle as an outcome.
As the pair of young FCW Divas were curiously toying around with the rumps of Jinder and Drew, those two aspiring musicians were tag-teaming their leader's rock hard shaft with substantial amounts of lust and desire.
They both were eager to receive the generous load that their superior would give to them, and all who were watching Mahal and McIntyre were just as eager as them.
The tongue that belonged to the European was predominantly twirling around the tip of Slater's throbbing manhood, whilst the tongue that belonged to the Asian was mostly travelling across the lower half of the Southerner's hard length.
As It wouldn't take much longer for Paige and Audrey to witness what they had been anticipating for within the past number of minutes: Heath Slater having an intense climax. His load landed directly on the faces of his fellow 'band members' as they were more than eager to be facially painted with his semen.
As Heath was panting for breath, and both Drew and Jinder were cleaning up the remaining drops of sperm left on his shaft, Audrey and Paige were giving each other smirks of success.
"I bloody told you we could have some fun around here." Paige said, intentionally quiet enough for the three gentlemen also occupying the locker room not to be able to hear.
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In John Cena's hotel room (featuring Alicia Fox, John Cena, Randy Orton and Sheamus)
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Booze.
Booze was a big factor in the lust that John, Alicia, Randy and Sheamus were all feeling for each other very recently.
Alicia was still wearing her nurse costume from the party that was still occurring, whilst the three muscular Superstars all dressed up as The Joker (from the Batman comics). It was quite odd, but Alicia wasn't too concerned. Not with her lustful, drunken state.
The white face paint and the green wigs that all three men in Cena's hotel room were sporting made a striking resemblance to the iconic Batman villain. They all gave each other lustful glances and kisses of pure passion as Alicia were unbuckling each of the zips to the purple bottoms of the three talented wrestlers.
Eventually, the Foxy Diva managed to unveil the three hardening cocks of the main-eventers. She could tell Sheamus had a cock that was a nice length and an impressive thickness due to it's pale colour. Alicia had a much harder time trying to figure out which cock was Orton's and which cock was Cena's. Both were impressively long and thick, but one was longer and the other had been thicker.
Well identifying who had what penis could wait for later. Now Alicia had a job to do, and that was to pleasure these three horny men as they continued their three way kiss.
Her tongue firstly flicked up and down the tip of Sheamus' thick shaft, garnering muffled moans from him in the process as his lips was busy making contact with Cena and Orton's lips.
Alicia continued to tantalisingly travel up and down Sheamus' length with her talented tongue until she moved onto Cena's and then Orton's in similar fashion.
Even in her drunken state, the dark-skinned Diva still maintained her oral talents. Her tongue would prove this, snaking up and down each man's hard length, gathering satisfied grunts of approval in the process.
Cena, Orton and Sheamus finally broke their lustful three way smooch once they all had felt Alicia quickly engulf each and every one of their shafts into her mouth, not at the same time, but she still managed to provide a satisfactory level of joy to each man simultaneously through his member.
Sheamus was the first Superstar who had his hardness swallowed up into Alicia's mouth, for more than five seconds. His pale shaft easily slipped past her luscious lips and into her oral passage, which would very soon coat his Irish meat with her saliva.
The European was practically in a utopia of happiness. Everything on his life was perfect: He got to wrestle in the WWE; he was a well recognised face amongst a strong majority of wrestling fans across the planet; he held both the WWE and the World Heavyweight Championship and he was currently getting the ideal blowjob from an ideal Diva.
Cena and Orton, meanwhile, had their own ideas. They would allow for Sheamus to experience this realm of pleasure from Alicia, but the duo of muscular studs would have to experience some pleasure of their very own.
Randy and John, the two most well-known main-eventers in recent history, would move towards the closest wall they could find, as their enticing experience would begin soon after.
Their lips latched onto each other, and their hands were roaming the lower half of the other man's body. It was painfully transparent to see that they were both horny individuals, and they would be more than merry to use each other for purposes that benefit only their substantial lust.
Meanwhile, Sheamus and Alicia had shifted from their original position. Alicia went from providing the oral pleasure, to the one being orally pleasured. Sheamus' red lips were eagerly sucking away at her dark clit as if this was his only chance to perform cunnilingus for the rest of his life.
Once he felt that Alicia got more into his oral expertise, Sheamus' tongue would slowly begin to dart past those velvety lips of the Floridian Diva. The taste of her yoni was like a fine, expensive meal. One that Sheamus would savour the taste of.
Alicia was experiencing pleasure in multitudes of immensity. She had to clutch a mammary to try and tame her increasingly wild desire for the pale redhead using his tongue to satisfy her in ways she would be thankful for the rest of their time together in the wrestling business.
In the other side of Cena's hotel room, that very man and Orton (both of whom fully naked aside from the face paint and green wig) were engaging in a 69, licking each other's shaft with total eagerness. It was as if they were never even drunk the way that their tongues would perfectly travel up and down the other's manhood.
Moans of passion were being emitted out of the mouths of both men as they continued to drag their tongues on each and every inch of the other's hard shaft. They even went as far as twirling around their tongues on the other man's scrotum.
It was a rarity that Cena and Orton would position themselves in a 69 of any variety, and they knew it (despite the two being wasted beyond belief), so they went especially wild on each other. Their mouths were accommodating the testes and penis of the other man, and coating those particular parts completely with saliva in the process.
Deepthroating was the norm between these two cock-craving men, and gagging was non-existent. These two gave each other a level of oral pleasure that men would only dream of receiving from the top porn starlets.
"C-C-Cena!" A feminine voice slurred loudly. Cena and Orton both eventually drifted their heads to the direction of the voice to find that Alicia (a fully naked Alicia) was calling them. "W-wanna bottom with F-Foxy?"
It took a few minutes for him to understand what Alicia was requesting for. He was close into falling into a drunken stupor, after all.
Nonetheless, it finally occurred to Cena what Alicia was trying to imply. She wanted them both to take a dick (in differing holes, obviously).
She was lucky Cena would comply. He was simply too drunk and relaxed at the moment to stress about anything.
They both communicated for a number of seconds, before they got on all fours, exposing their derrieres to Sheamus (who was also nude) and Randy.
The sight that both muscular hunks were presented with was truly extraordinary. Two ultra tight holes that were actually begging to get forcefully penetrated. Where else could they find such a rare and beautiful sighting?
They both looked at each other, verbally debating who should go for what hole. It didn't take long before Randy went at a speed close to running towards Alicia, whilst Sheamus moved towards Cena.
All four occupants of the room would slur words of what seemed to be passion or lust, before Randy and Sheamus would plug their shafts directly into their partners' holes.
Alicia and John were moaning already at the sensation in their back passages. They may have felt an immense sense of pleasure before, but now it was doubly increasing.
When Sheamus and Randy hammering away at their holes, Fox and Cena weren't feeling pain…they were feeling pleasure.
Not an ounce of pain was apparent in any form. John's voice was deeply groaning lustfully and satisfactory, whilst Alicia's had been emitting the very same feeling of lust and satisfaction, just in a higher pitch.
Cena and Fox could feel themselves literally open up to a new wave of pleasure repetitively plunging away inside of them. Their bodies were close to having a spasm because that pleasure was just so darn good. Perhaps it was the drunken state that was pulling major strings, but the two bottoms could feel as if this was a perfect scenario to be placed in, and they wouldn't change it for anything in the entire world.
This experience was a blissful one also for the two tops. Sheamus in particular, who had the more delightful time plunging away into the tighter ass of the Massachusett, whilst Orton was more than content with delving constantly inside Alicia's slightly looser vaginal passage with faultless rhythm.
This scene continued throughout a large quantity of minutes. It went well over fifteen minutes before a climax (or rather, a group of them) would transpire (almost simultaneously).
Alicia was the first, gushing her juices onto the jackhammer-esque shaft of Randy, who in turn, pulled that shaft out and ejaculated all over Fox's thighs, seeing his creamy essence leisurely trickle down onto the floor.
Now it was the turn of Sheamus, who's sperm as milky white as his skin shot inside his ally, filling Cena up like a cum dumpster. Finally, it was John's time to release. His rock hard member frequently shot jizz directly onto his floor as if it was a water gun surrounded by a batch of women desperate for the upper half of their clothing to become wet.
Whilst that was occurring, Alicia let out a drunken giggle as eventually, the trio Superstars aiming to have a similar look to Joker were all turning her way. Their eyes glanced about her exotic body, as their ears were still eager to hear precisely what the redhead Diva had to say.
"W-We should d-do this E-EVERY H-HALLOWEEN!" Alicia said, with a cackle towards the end. She was no wicked witch, but no-one was flawless when they were drunk (even LayCool).
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In the gym (featuring AJ Lee, Cody Rhodes and Damien Sandow)
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Most occupants of the hotel (wrestlers and non-wrestlers) had deserted their room of exercise for the night being. They had done their fair share of shedding sweat, fat and if unfortunate enough, blood.
That wasn't to say the gym was empty though.
Oh no.
Currently, it was occupied by three active wrestlers: AJ Lee (equipped only with Kasumi's hairstyle, from the Dead or Alive series), Cody Rhodes and Damien Sandow (the two Superstars didn't feel the need to dress-up for such childish festivities). All of whom naked, and engaging in a sexual act of some form.
Cody and Damien had allowed the other's manhood to enter their pleasurable oral passages, whilst AJ was tag-teaming with Cody (something many a wrestling fan would deem unthinkable) on Damien's hard member.
While Sandow was simply accommodating his partner's thick cock and coating it with saliva, AJ and Cody dragged their tongues up and down the intellectual's fatter dick. AJ's tongue travelled rapidly up and down Damien's dick, whilst Cody used tantalising movements with his tongue, slowly whipping it up and down his friend's penis and savouring it's taste.
This scene was one of total lust and enticing pleasure. If anyone were to have burst in on the trio, chances are, they would be easily aroused just through the quick glimpse that was captured in their eyes.
But thankfully for all three occupants of the facility, there would be no interruptions. They could get on with all the sexual activity they had in mind, which was exactly what they would do.
After minutes and minutes of AJ and Cody savouring the taste of Damien's impressively plump shaft as well as Sandow also savouring the taste of Cody's impeccably big manhood, the session of oral would soon come to a close.
"Rhodes. Let us show the miniature trollop why we are superior in comparison to our fellow employees."
"Anything you say baby."
Whilst she could hear what Damien and Cody were telling one another, she could predominantly hear seductive tones ooze past their lips and into the already immensely lustful atmosphere.
They didn't need to utter as much as a word to each other to mutually agree on their next position. Damien kept his back firmly against the hardwood flooring, whilst he would wait (albeit not long) for Cody to straddle him.
The tight heat that would swallow up Sandow's hardness in a matter of seconds felt absolutely blissful. Cody was already moaning whorishly, and Damien too was groaning at the sensation his cock was feeling.
AJ was right now at a loss of what to do. Her train of thought turned into mush upon seeing the enticing sight of intercourse between the most intellectual tag team for years and hearing the lovely moans of joy and pleasure ring into her eager earlobes.
What she would hear after was a three letter word that would often spill out of her ex-boyfriend's mouth: Yes.
She would hear Cody moan the word 'Yes' more times in this room than Daniel would shout in a month. That was not an exaggeration; simply a fact.
Cody used swiftness to ride up and down his partner's rock hard member, engulfing every single inch into his slightly loosening heat. Speaking of heat, Cody felt exactly like he was a man in it. He felt that he was definitely in heat, and Damien was providentially taking care of it.
After a while at solely staring at was transpiring right in front of her chocolate eyes, she finally came up with (what she felt was) a brilliant idea for the situation at hand. As Rhodes was continually bouncing on Sandow's dick, AJ would engulf the former's manhood into her oral cavern (and the ginger wig would fall off in the process), assisting in providing Cody with a level of pleasure too immense to measure.
Right now, Rhodes felt like the luckiest man on the planet. He was getting anally hammered by a man he couldn't feel more lust for as well as getting orally pleasured by a woman who knew how to use her mouth to get men reeling in delight.
After minutes of nothing but idyllic heaven, the session of oral and anal would somehow prove to become even more of a blissful experience. AJ would take more of Cody into her mouth at a more rapid pace, while Damien would thrust upwards at a speed uncaptured to the naked eye.
This all gradually became too much for the young third generation wrestler, who let out an astonished cry, where his sperm soon gushed out of his piss-slit and into the mouth of AJ, who soon swallowed once she milked his shaft dry.
Coming not long after was the orgasm of Damien Sandow, shown by facial expressions of pure joy and an almighty roar as he spilled his seed inside the loosened pucker of his tag team partner.
As the two men now panted for breath after such a passionate encounter, AJ licked her lips clean of any miniature globs of cum that escaped her oral passage and maintained a look towards both men. One that would cause them both to raise an eyebrow of bewilderment towards her.
Still, this was not to last long at all. Smirks would travel onto the faces of the two naked men, as they also gave young AJ similar looks.
"So little AJ, now have we convinced you that we're so much better than you're crappy ex-boyfriends?"
"…Maybe…that is, when you two actually win against them in a tag match without it being by DQ."
And there went those dashing smirks.
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In the Quiznos restaurant (featuring Daniel Bryan, Kane and Gail Kim)
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In a restaurant totally uninhabited with the exception of two customers, the atmosphere was almost deadly silent. The waitresses who worked for part-time shifts to get as much money as they possibly could were gossiping about what transpired since the last time they saw one another, and certain people who caught their eye in recent weeks.
That all was, until Daniel Bryan and Kane, the two occupants of the otherwise deserted restaurant, both demanded their service.
The two waitresses peeked through a wall to see who those customers were, only to be surprised once they identified who each man was.
"Is that Kane?! Jesus, he's had a massive makeover!"
"Forget him Tara! I think I can see Daniel Bryan!" The other waitress said, only to be presented with a look of bewilderment. "Daniel Bryan? You know…the guy I dated back in WWE?"
"You mean that Bryan Danielson guy from the indies?"
"That's him!"
"He's changed! His beard is huge!"
"Tell me about it! He looks like a goat for crying out loud!"
"You are so mean Gail Kim!"
Their conversation was stopped at this point, as once again, their service was demanded by Daniel (who's voice had increased in volume from the last time he demanded service).
Then, both Tara and Gail gave each other a similar look of unease. Neither woman wanted to be the one to serve both Kane and Daniel Bryan, and they were desperately hoping the other would do so.
"Tara, you do it!"
"Me? Why me? I served the last group of customers, and we both know how frustrating they were."
"I am not dealing with goatface!"
"Yes you are!" With that, the older woman pushed the younger into the view of the two hungry individuals, who were surprisingly peaceful towards each other.
"About damn time!" Daniel shouted, much to the exasperation of Gail as she hesitantly walked towards him and Kane. "Where have you been for the last ten minutes?! Do you know how boring it was waiting to get served here?"
Her head hung downwards. She was not wanting to interact with Bryan, and although it wasn't made public, their break-up was very bitter. Still, despite her ginormous urge to completely avoid her ex, she still acknowledged she had a job to do, and like always, she would be the better woman and not let her feelings get the better of her. "What would you like to order…sir?"
"Do you have any options for attractive vegans?" Daniel said, with a notably higher amount of tranquillity in his voice.
"We have fresh market soups-" Gail was interrupted, and that was one thing more than anything that she despised.
"Wait just a second! That voice sounds familiar!" Bryan said, now with curiosity replacing his previous tranquillity. He looked upwards and glanced at the waitress with suspicious eyes. It didn't take long to figure out who the waitress was. "Gail?! Gail Kim?!"
Kane was about to say something, but he was too late. Gail was already beginning to speak, and Daniel would feel her wrath.
"Yes Daniel! It's me, Gail Kim, and you know what, I thought I got rid of you for good…I was obviously wrong though...you're just like a cockroach."
"Got rid of me? It's the other way around Gail! You always held me back from reaching my true potential!"
"And you held me back! I was the most talented Diva in the Diva's Division. I could wrestle circles around Kelly and Eve and Alicia. Don't even get me started about Maryse!"
"At least they all have a personality! You were so fucking generic it was unbelievable!"
"Oh as if you wasn't! At least you were hot back then, now you look like a goat!"
And then Daniel stopped for a second or two. His cheeks instantly flushed into a deep shade of red, and his fury had hit the roof. Nothing got Daniel more irate than when people had the audacity to compare his beauty to that of a regular goat.
"I AM NOT A GOAT! I AM THE GREATEST INDIVIDUAL OF ALL-" Now this time it was the bearded Superstar who had been interrupted, which only added to his fury.
"Both of you shut up!" This time the shouting came from Kane, who had otherwise been completely silent between the bickering former couple. "You two are already starting to annoy me. You were both sluts anyway."
As if it was a total rarity, both Gail and Daniel had sided each other and gave Kane looks of disgust.
"Me? A slut? You were lucky I even allowed you to fuck me in the first place!" Daniel shouted, much to his eventual chagrin, evident by his now rosy pink cheeks.
"You fucked Kane? I thought I was the only one…" Gail said with perplexed facial expressions.
"Only one?" Kane asked, with just a strong tone of puzzlement laced in his voice. "What exactly is that supposed to mean Gail?"
"Well you have the mask…and you're big…and intimidating…you're no John Cena."
"It obviously didn't intimidate you two that much, since I fucked you both." Kane said with a slowly growing smirk.
"Well I was horny…and you weren't that bad…better than goatface anyway." Gail said, secretly smiling at her ex's expense.
"I AM NOT A GOATFACE!" Daniel said, as the irate tone was once again easily apparent in his voice. Still, his anger subsided at a shocking speed, and his facial expressions morphed from fury into a smirk that exuded cockiness. "You know what? I bet Kane agrees with me when I say that I was always the tighter piece of ass."
"Excuse me? I was always the tightest one honey. I heard all the rumours about you and Miz hooking up."
"Miz? You mean that shrimp dick? That's the best you could possibly do Gail?" Daniel said, maintaining the cocky smirk that was still on his face, except now his focus was shifting from his ex girlfriend to his current partner. "You know what, Kane, why don't you tell us who was the better fuck and put Gail out of her misery."
"Yeah Kane! Why don't you tell Bryan that I've always been the better one in our hell hole of a relationship?"
It was bizarre; Daniel and Gail were actually showing kindness (in a form) to Kane, which is something neither have done throughout their WWE tenure. The eldest of the trio knew that they were desperately to outdo one another, but Kane would have no part in their silly games.
"Actually, you both were horrible when it came to sex. Daniel, you couldn't last for more than a minute opening that gaping hole you call a mouth. And Gail, you couldn't even handle me. I lost count with the amount of times you've gagged during blowjobs. Now unless you two think you can change my mind, I'll firmly believe that you both were horrible fucks."
Again, disgusted facial expressions were visible on both Bryan and Kim, but in their quest to surpass one another, they would have to comply with what Kane said, no matter how much they may have loathed it.
Daniel was the first to use action rather than words; delving his hand past Kane's wrestling attire and grabbing the object that was soon to be of both his and Gail's desire.
"You better brace yourself Kane, because I'll have you screaming yes…yes…yes, by the end of this." Daniel said, as he slowly sank down and brought Kane's member into view. It may not have been phallic, but it was still at a very impressive thickness.
After what felt like an eternity of staring, Daniel had finally engulfed the member into his mouth.
Kane was already impressed. For a supposed heterosexual male, Daniel Bryan was remarkably good at providing oral pleasure to other males. His oral cavern was very accommodative, even though Kane had already figured that out from previous experiences.
Gail could only stare with envious eyes. She may have acknowledged (deep, deep down inside of her) that Daniel wasn't horrific when it came to oral, but she knew that she was easily the better of the two. She was the one who should have earned the most respect out of two, yet she was clearly unappreciated in both of her WWE runs. At least TNA could recognise her talent.
Daniel, meanwhile, was solely focusing on the shaft that went deep past his lips. Bobbing his head up and down on his partner's currently hard cock. Despite the what seemed to be constant bickering he would get into with Kane, they did have their moments of idyllic happiness together. It wasn't often at all, but they still had those moments nonetheless, and this was one of those rare and precious moments.
Kane would lean his head back, feeling nothing but a wet passage envelope his shaft and coat it in saliva, which added to the ecstasy that the demon was feeling.
Daniel continued his oral assault directed towards his ally/enemy for a number of minutes before he had other tactics in mind, such as dragging his tongue across the entire length and flicking it at a tantalisingly slow pace when it reached the crimson mushroom head.
Were these tactics working? If judging by the groaning of what Bryan assumed to be delight ringing in his earlobes, then yes; it was working.
After a while of snaking his tongue around the whole of Kane's manhood (including the scrotum), the pleasure became too much for even an experienced individual like Kane. Volley after of volley of sperm surged from his piss-slit onto the smaller man's face, until most of Daniel's facial features had a glob of cum on it.
"And I thought you said you didn't like meat." Gail said with averse eyes when she looked disdainfully towards her boyfriend, facially covered with semen.
The vegan licked his lips free of semen, before shifting his focus onto the softening shaft to his ex-girlfriend. "With a cock like that, I can afford to occasionally convert to meat. Besides, it's already clear he prefers me to you."
"Deluded as ever, I see. Here, just watch and show how a true professional gets it done." Gail said, eventually flicking her tongue against the tip of Kane's shaft, clearing any droplets of his pearly white essence before she began to use the tantalisingly slow movements of her tongue that Daniel had used a couple of minutes before Kane's ejaculation transpired.
However, whilst Gail may have used her tongue similarly to Daniel, one difference Kane could spot between the two techniques was that Daniel paid more attention to the hard length of the demon's dick, whilst Gail focused more on his testes.
Her tongue was swirling around each testicle, delicately covering it with doses of saliva.
This continued for a quantity of minutes before Gail moved upwards. Her tongue moved slowly from the scrotum of the oldest Superstar upwards to his erect member.
Teasing in ways Kane never knew were possible until now, Gail finally got to the top as her tongue slowly snaked uphill.
Daniel couldn't help but to stare by, as he now was wearing nothing but a large smirk. He could see that he was far better at giving men a world of pleasure than Gail, and that was clear by the duration of his oral session compared to hers.
Still, he would be the better person and allow Gail to have her moment, however long it would last for. But that wasn't to say he wasn't dying to receive some pleasure either.
"I'm bored Kane. Can you help me?" Bryan asked with false innocence. He turned around and bent his body enticingly, giving Kane almost a perfect opportunity to glance at his posterior and little pink pucker.
Kane had to admit, the view was enticing. Daniel's hole was very tight…but there was no time for him to practically drool over alluring intimate body parts, especially when Gail was servicing his pretty well.
But that would be ephemeral. Her tongue moved away from his rock hard manhood, and she did what he was secretly hoping she would.
The Asian Diva removed those tedious articles of clothing from her body, and moved over towards him so she could straddle the waist of the mammoth Superstar in her quest to earn the respect that she feels she truly deserves.
She was already beginning to feel her rose bud get penetrated by the almighty thickness of Kane's shaft. She may have felt just the tip so far, but it was still enough to reel in her moans of lust.
Daniel, meanwhile, had come to the realisation that his hole wasn't going to receive any attention from his partner for the moment being, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.
He crouched downwards and scuttled closer to Gail and Kane. After a moment of crawling towards them, Daniel finally got a piece of the desirable action. Whilst his tongue may not have been seen by the duo consumed by lust, it was certainly felt by them both.
They couldn't help but to shudder with satisfaction as the youngest Superstar. Daniel's tongue was certainly experienced enough, and feeling it trace around their most intimate areas was a sensation they couldn't bring themselves to dislike.
However, as time progressed (rather quickly, in the monster's point of view), Kane could tell that his orgasm was imminent, and he wanted to experience his partner's tight hole as well as the Canadian's.
Without a word nor a sound uttered from his mouth, the demon placed the lustful Canadian Diva off of his shaft, giving Daniel perfect opportunity to straddle his waist and experienced what his ex had just felt deep inside of her.
Whilst Gail would just stare in confusion and gradual scorn, Daniel was already moaning at the feeling inside his baby pink hole. Kane's mammoth shaft was already penetrating deep inside, and the clenching walls of the vegan were not helping in the slightest to delay his ejaculation.
As Bryan continued to bounce up and down his senior's cock, Kane's climax was approaching speed just as rapid as his partner's bouncing.
Still, as Daniel had done before, Gail's tongue was now snaking around both the base of Kane's member and the edge of her former boyfriend's loosening hole. That, plus Daniel's ass, brought Kane eventually to his orgasm of ginormous proportions.
As if his first ejaculation wasn't impressive enough, an even higher amount of sperm flew straight from his piss-slit into the hole of his partner. Not a single drop of his essence was wasted by the passage that would be so eager in milking every little glob.
But that wasn't enough for Daniel. He continued to ride his partner as there was not a moment after Kane's ejaculation that he wouldn't scream and shout the word 'yes' in unmitigated passion.
As this continued for a further amount of seconds and minutes, the bearded hunk was now beginning to climax himself. Cum was shooting all over his lower abdomen as well as Kane's lower abdomen. Neither men were too concerned with that though, as their minds were still wrapped entirely with arousal.
That was, until Gail Kim had made her disdain known to them both.
"You know what? I'm better than this anyway! You're both a bunch of freaks!" With that, the Asian sensation of TNA walked off, leaving Daniel and Kane staring at her exit, before shifting focus to each other.
"What a bitch! You see what I had to put up with?" Daniel asked with a smirk, only for that to turn into a look of rage at what would come out of his team-mate's mouth.
"Not really. She's less of a bitch than you are. By the way, I'm still the Tag Team Champions."
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So I was desperate to finish this chapter and get it out of the way. It was definitely rushed towards the end, so I'm sorry if it could have had a better ending than it did. I'm also sorry that this is a bit late for a Halloween themed fic, but better late than never…right?
That said and done, I hope this chapter wasn't too bad, and hopefully you all like it. If you don't…then you'll have to put up with it until the next chapter arrives.
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