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Day of Event - November 25th 2012
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"Mmmm…Johnny!" AJ said with a mischievous giggle. Her legs draped around his neck, as he gently tickled with her moistened folds with his skilled tongue.
They had both finished their session with CM Punk just over an hour ago, and even more recently, they had both finished their session of sex with each other just now. The action had been hot, yet sweet. Wild, yet caring. Crazy (shock horror), yet innovative. It had ended after Cena had finally reached his sexual peak,
Once Cena had climaxed inside of her, AJ's wild side was revealed, and she made a bold request for the native of Massachusetts to clean up every droplet of cum that entered her pussy. What was surprising (to AJ at least) was that John had quickly accepted. Cena had done a lot of crazy shit during his time in the WWE, and stuff far crazier than what AJ asked for, so this would be a walk in the park when comparing it to activities John had partaken in the past.
So there Cena was, licking every droplet of his own cum that surged deep inside of his friend's pussy. Surely that went to show how much he truly loved her…
Either way, whether it was a matter of adamant love or temporary lust, Cena would eagerly catch every drop of his essence with his talented tongue, garnering moans of delight from his sweet AJ in the process.
She was moaning. She was twirling around the little streaks of hair that got near her eyes with her fingers. She was clutching onto her breast with her free hand. She was relishing in the pleasure that Cena was giving to her in significant doses.
Cena's tongue explored every single area of the young Diva's tight little twat, making sure to swallow up any of his essence whilst adventurously exploring the passage. He continued to do for a few moments, making sure that every little drop was cleared up…until suddenly, AJ's juices flooded out of her vaginal area. His oral area was covered with creamy essence, not that he was going to complain about it.
"Damn AJ. Looks like I gotta clean this up again!" Cena said with a chuckle, as he was more than eager to dive back into her lower set of lips, and once again, penetrate her wetness with his hungry tongue.
AJ was moaning at the sensation in the lower half of her body as her friend (or as she would like to think of John as, her boyfriend) 'cleaned up' after the mess she had made. The grip on her breast had gotten even harder once she felt Cena begin to clean up her essence.
There Cena was. Licking up another batch of pearly white essence, only this time, it was thankfully his friend's. This was something he had absolutely no problem doing, considering how sweet and tangy it tasted.
And he continued to do so, making sure to capture each and every sweet droplet of his friend's juices, before he would eventually milk her dry with his hungry tongue.
Cena's next move, after taking care of his girlfriend's lower half, was to take care of the upper half of her desirable body. Everything between AJ's neck and AJ's waist had gotten caressed with his romantic tongue, specifically her perky breasts and her erect nipples.
And then, after Cena's assault on one of her most womanly places, it was the pouty lips of the New Jerseyan that was the next destination Cena would crash into. Not that AJ minded of course. She and Cena got equally passionate and dominant when their lips would smack against each other, and their tongues freely twirling around.
Like their sex, AJ and Cena were experts at kissing (and evidently so, shown through the amount of men and women that they respectively kissed on television). The kiss was heavenly for the amount of time it lasted, before alas, it would have to end sooner or later.
Once Cena moved his head hesitantly away from AJ's, he got up, and offered his hand to her. "I know it's getting late and we're supposed to be at the hotel now…so you mind if I drop us both off? If management bitches, I'll take the blame."
And AJ smiled with innocence. Ever since their kiss on RAW, AJ had been mesmerised by how sweet the CeNation Leader was. She didn't appreciate wanting to keep their 'romance' hidden from the WWE Universe, but she knew that both parties would have to make sacrifices in order for this relationship to work.
She eagerly took his hand, and got up. The chivalrous gesture earned him a short but sweet peck on the cheek from her. "Thank you Johnny. I love you."
"AJ. We're-"
"I know we're something special Johnny. It's okay. So…you wanna get some sleep once we get to the hotel? Unless you're like, up for round two or something…" AJ said, as her hand gently made contact with the back of her neck, whilst she looked down towards her feet.
"As much as I'd love to, we need all the sleep we can get before RAW takes place. Who knows what type of shit Vickie and Dolph are gonna put us through next?" John said. It was the only time he'd mention the word love around someone as clingy as AJ.
"Okay. I guess you're right baby." AJ cooed, as she suddenly linked her arm with his. "Let's get back to the hotel then."
Cena only sighed at the eagerness of AJ's actions. He didn't want a relationship with her, just a friendship…a friendship that just so happened to be one with benefits. Surely that wasn't so hard to come by these days, was it?
Nonetheless, he knew once AJ formed a grip, it would be almost impossible to break it. The girl may have been small, but she was surprisingly strong when it came to holding onto the man she loves. Cena once again sighed, as the two headed off, arm in arm, to Cena's vehicle, ready to sleep the night away.
Cena could only think bad thoughts about what was circling in AJ's mind. Hopefully nothing lustful would transpire while he was sleeping…
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Day of Event - November 26th 2012
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And another usually chaotic live edition of RAW had just finished transpiration. The talent were either packing up their belongings and heading off to the hotel in which talent would be staying in for the week (such as what Daniel Bryan and Kane were doing) or discussing about what had just occurred with other talent.
Zack Ryder did neither option. He was already in his hotel, along with Tyson Kidd (who were both close friends, as bizarre a pairing as they were). This wasn't exactly Zack's favourite episode of RAW in history, after losing to the infamously intelligent Damien Sandow.
"Bro! I don't get it! I mean this time last year, I was on my way to becoming United States Champion! Now I'm on my way to nowhere."
Tyson was sympathetic for the New-Yorker. He was just a naïve Superstar. Zack may have spent nearly four years in the WWE, but it was clear he was mostly unsure of how the wrestling industry worked. Tyson could sense that a mile off.
"Don't worry man. You'll get your shot again one day. I mean how could you not? The fans freaking love you! Plus you're doing better than me and Justin. At least you got to wrestle on RAW."
"Yeah, I know. I don't deserve it though, if I keep losing. I mean you and Justin are the best high-flyers today!"
Tyson chuckled at this. Zack was sweet, almost to the point of becoming sickly sweet. However, Zack's sweetness annoyed the shit out of certain wrestlers, who didn't even want to associate with him any more. Tyson was one of the exceptions, however. He found Zack's sweetness to be cute.
"Don't get yourself down like that man. You're gonna get a title shot again one day, and I bet you that you can become a champion in 2013." Tyson said with a reassuring smile. "As for me and Justin, that's sweet of you, but you don't need to go that far."
"Bro! I'm being hon-hold up! Wait a sec." Zack said as soon as he heard vibrations inside his ring trunks (and it wasn't the sexual kind neither). Zack whipped out his iPhone to see that he had one new text message. "Oh…it's Cena." Zack said. His enthusiasm quickly faded into boredom, much to the Canadian's confusion.
"What's wrong? I thought you and Cena were best buds."
"You serious Bro? Ever since Eve turned into a Hoeski, I haven't trusted John since." Zack said, feeling a little sick of calling his former flame by his first name. "I mean we're friends and all, but we'll never be Broskis again. Not after what he did to me."
"Oh…" Tyson said sheepishly. He felt awkward for even bringing up Zack's friendship with the Massachusett in the first place. "Sorry man."
"No problem." Zack said. He may not have thought as much of Cena as he once did, but that didn't stop Ryder's enthusiasm when looking at his text messages from Cena. Once again, his facial features would morph into a different expression. From enthusiasm to boredom, and now it morphed from boredom into shock. "Bro! See this!"
Hey man! Sorry if this is a bad time for u, but mind meeting me in my hotel room? I promise its worth it ;) Ill be waiting for u in room 473
Tyson's face didn't show shock, but enthusiasm. He knew exactly what Cena was referring to from his text, considering he had sent Justin practically the same message before they had formed International Airstrike.
"I don't know what he's trying to say Bro. Please tell me you have some type of idea?" Zack said in hope, as his evident naivety showed his incapability of understanding discreet (well he thought they were discreet) signals.
"You kidding me? Of course I do!" Tyson grinned, as he got extra close to Zack. "You ever been with a guy before…you know, in that way?"
"Um…no…I um…haven't…" Zack lied with sheepish tone, as the Canadian moved directly towards him. Zack was a horrible liar, and Tyson could pick that up from miles away. "…Why?"
"Really? I've been hearing a lot of things about you and Santino…a lot." Tyson would whisper in his ear, hoping to get the New Yorker sporting a notable bulge in his trunks in no time.
"Ummm…um…" Zack's cheeks were flushing into the brightest shade of red known to man. His secret sessions with his tag team partner was being revealed, and whether word got out about it or not was irrelevant right now, when he had a hot wrestler inches away from his body. "…What about Santino? What about Justin? You sure we can be doing this?"
"Trust me. I know Justin. He's charming Santino's cobra as we speak. I could charm yours…if you want." Tyson said, as his hand lightly rested on Zack's manhood.
"Y-Y-You…you think you could?" Zack said with the most sheepish tone of voice. He felt guilty that Santino wasn't here to witness this, but the Long Island Iced Z chose to believe what Tyson said. He chose to believe that Santino was having his fun with Justin, so Zack would have his fun with Tyson.
"I'll tell you what. You go to Cena, and I'll…charm your snake." Tyson smirked, as he continued to gently fondle the package of the New Yorker. "We have a deal?"
"Bro? You kidding me?! I'm not seeing him on my own. I don't trust him." Zack said. He did like what Tyson was doing though… "Can you come with me?"
"Well…if that's what you really want…"
"It is! It is!"
"…Okay then. Why not?" Tyson smiled, as he slowly let go of the Broski's crotch. "Remember, Cena first…and then I give you something to remember."
"Deal!" Zack grinned, as he and Tyson headed off to see Cena after the text he had sent the Internet Champion.
It took a while, considering they had to travel all the way from Zack's hotel (Room 155) to Cena's room (Room 473). Thankfully they had each other for company, to save themselves from the boredom of walking alone
They talked, and they teased, but they mostly talked on their journey to Cena's room. They would have to, or this trek would become the epitome of tedious.
"So just to clarify, what is the whole thing with Cena and AJ? Are they friends or are they more than that?" Tyson asked. If Cena was asking what Tyson thought he was asking (which was a fuck), then he wanted to know about his relationship with AJ before getting into anything he may regret.
"Those two? I dunno…I think they're friends…at least, that's what Cena told me." Zack said sternly. He didn't want to talk about Cena. He just wanted Tyson to get into his wrestling trunks.
"I thought that as well." Tyson said, as their long trek finally came to an end. This was it, the moment these two studs anticipated for the last twenty minutes!
When they finally arrived, Zack mustered up the courage to knock at his former flame's door, to which Cena showed no hesitation in answering quickly.
"Zack! We were just wait-" John stopped, when he saw the Canadian by Zack's side. "Oh, hey Tyson. You wanna come on in too? The more, the merrier!"
"Well if you insist." Tyson smiled, as he (and eventually Ryder) entered the room. As expected, Cena's hotel room was extremely luxurious. He was the WWE's golden boy, so of course it would be him to get the golden hotel room. What wasn't expected, however, was a nude female figure on the bed. AJ's nude figure, to be precise.
"Johnny! You didn't tell me we had extra company!" AJ said, as she eventually covered up her body with the covers.
"Extra company? I told you Zack was coming." Cena said a little dumbfounded that his girlfriend had forgotten…or so he thought.
"No silly! I meant Tyson! You told me Zack was coming, but not Tyson!" AJ said sternly, which soon morphed from seriousness into lust. "Not that I mind though. The more there are, the happier I'll be."
"Wait, so what's this all about?" Zack interrupted the two. Cena was going to speak, but Zack spoke up quicker, and it made Cena chuckle. He always missed the naivety and the eagerness of his former flame.
"You never understood?"
"Nope." Zack said sheepishly. "I showed Tyson it though…"
John's gaze shifted from Ryder to Kidd. "Do you get it?"
"I think I've got a pretty clear idea…"
"Whisper it in my ear then."
And so Tyson did. Like he did to Zack, Tyson positioned himself so that his body was only inches away from Cena's (the only difference being that Tyson wasn't acting seductively towards Cena, as he was towards Ryder).
After whispering what the interpretation he had gotten from Cena's text message, he moved a little away from the CeNation Leader. "Is that right?"
"Yep. How'd you guess that?" Cena asked, a little dumbfounded. Was his hint that obvious?
"I sent Justin the same thing before we tagged. It worked like a charm."
"You sure it's gonna work this time?"
"I know it will." Tyson said with a grin. "It'd probably be easier if I help you out though."
"That's no problem with me. I don't mind sharing."
Zack was completely befuddled at this. What on earth were John and Tyson discussing? The confused Broski would soon find out, as both Cena and Kidd turned to him, with the most seductive facial expressions their dashing features could pull off.
"Zack. Remember when I said I'd suck you off?" Tyson stated, as him and Cena moved closer and closer to Ryder until they were a small number of inches away from his body. Zack was sweating with anxiety…he was really befuddled now.
"Um…Uhh…Ummm…I…Uhh…" Droplets of sweat were forming at the tanned Broski's forehead. He always became nervous in situations he had never been placed in before. This was one of those situations.
"Don't worry your pretty little head baby." Tyson stated, as he and John both sank to their knees. They both noticed how nervous Zack was, but both knew that he would ease into this once they got going. "I'm still gonna suck you off…but Cena's gonna help me. That okay?"
Zack nodded. He couldn't speak. He was incapable of doing so with two hot studs on their knees, desperate to get a taste of him. It was lucky Zack didn't feel woozy with the sight that presented itself to him.
Tyson needed no further approval. He quickly stripped Ryder of his wrestling boots and bright purple trunks to reveal his impressive length. Even when it was soft, it was clear to see the boy was well-hung!
Tyson and Cena shortly looked at each other, before they would both look once again at the well endowed New Yorker, and begin their oral assault on him.
Tyson licked one side of Zack's dick, and Cena licked the other, both men not taking their eyes away from the Broski who was already flushed with pleasure.
AJ, meanwhile, who had stayed deadly silent so far, was thrilled to bits that she would get to see her Johnny with other men. There was just something that was so…wild, about a man-on-man (or in this case, man-on-man-on-man) encounter. There was something about it that drove her wild…with lust.
A finger softly slipped into her passage, as she tilted her side as much as possible in order to get a great view of the oral session that was transpiring, and boy was her view good (at least AJ happily thought so). She got to see her man lick up and down the hard length of Zack's dick. She didn't care for Tyson much. AJ just wanted to see Cena act like a slut.
And so Cena was. He sluttily licked up and down the right side of Zack's stone hard member, and Tyson sluttily licked up and down the left side. They were heavenly with their tongues, and Zack's immensely loud moans of satisfaction proved it.
What was even more heavenly, however, was when John and Tyson's tongues would intertwine together around the crimson tip of Zack's erection. Quite frankly, nobody would be surprised if Zack's wanton moaning would attract unwanted visitors into Cena's hotel room with how loud those wanton moans were.
AJ knew she had to do something before her man would get seen sucking dick by a random stranger (or even worse, Vince McMahon). As Zack laid back on the bed whilst Cena and Kidd would continue with their lust-filled oral assault, AJ quickly hopped out of the bed covers to straddle Zack's face, hoping his moans wouldn't be nearly as loud if she could muffle them with her thighs.
Zack's heavenly view was completely obscured by the young woman who sat on his face. He would go from two gorgeous hunks sucking him off to a nice little pink pussy hovering above his oral area. It wasn't a bad transition to say the least, but the New-Yorker would miss getting to see Cena and Tyson simultaneously lick his dick.
Still, at least Ryder would get his turn to lick something, as he wasted virtually no time in eagerly delving his tongue in and out of AJ's passage, relishing in the sweet taste it would offer to him. Ryder also relished the sweet little chirps of joy that would seep out of AJ's mouth, as he licked her pussy with everything he had in him.
Cena and Tyson would continue to orally pleasure Zack's stone hard member with their lust-filled tongues for a few moments, before finally, Cena's lust overcame him. He wanted more than to just lick Zack's dick…he wanted to get fucked by it!
"Hey Tyson! I don't wanna shove you out or anything, but you mind joining AJ for a sec? I wanna make it up to Ryder…you know, for the whole Eve thing."
"That's okay man. You do what you gotta do." Tyson smiled, and with that, he hopped up onto the bed and let his Canadian manhood dangle in front of AJ's face. "I don't really know a lot about you AJ…so I wanna know, do you like a big hard Canadian cock?"
"Tyson, is that your name?" AJ asked, as Tyson quickly nodded. "Tyson, sweetie. I love big hard cocks of all nationalities." AJ said with an innocent smile, before she engulfed Tyson inch by inch until she felt all of his manhood inside her velvety oral cavern.
Tyson didn't mind. A hot chick was on her way to giving him a blowjob from heaven. What wasn't to like about that?
As AJ got more and more into sucking a dick that wasn't possessed by her beloved Cena, the CeNation Leader himself was busy positioning himself on all fours. He wanted to desperately make it up with his former best friend, and Cena knew Zack loved it doggy style, whether the Long Island Iced Z would be giving it or receiving it.
Already feeling the surprisingly thick girth and long length delve inside his pucker, John couldn't help himself but to allow a wanton moan to escape his lips. Zack was definitely well-hung. The boy must have been nine inches, at the least. Feeling all that dick eventually get swallowed up into his heat made John Cena transform from independent Superstar to cock-craving slut.
Zack heard the moans of pleasure coming from Cena. He could hear the satisfied, lust-filled whines that seeped out of Cena's oral cavity, as the New Yorker felt Cena's infamously ample derriere frequently collide against his groin at quite a rapid pace.
"Ooooh…damn! Man, you don't know how much I missed being your bitch." Cena would moan this on a loop. The big fat cock that delved deep inside his rectum made Cena go crazy with lust, and the submissive words that seeped out of his mouth showed Cena's submissiveness to the rest of the occupants in the room.
Zack continued to listen to Cena's loud, wanton moans of lust (and occasionally, sentences that were filled with praise and compliments towards the New Yorker's manhood), but it didn't really affect him much. He never really felt overwhelmed by those words, like he would have done last year. If anything, Cena's sluttiness only made Zack eagerly tongue-fuck AJ's wet passage. That was his way of trying to show that he was over the CeNation Leader…he only hoped Cena got the message…after he made Zack cum, of course.
Speaking of cumming, Zack was pretty close to it. The double blowjob he received from Tyson Kidd and John Cena, and now getting to pound the always heavenly ass of Cena was doing an especially good job with speeding up the delay to Zack's inevitable climax.
Then again, all of the other three stars were close to cumming also.
Tyson was receiving a particularly amazing session of oral pleasure from AJ (and he instantly knew why Cena have a 'friends with benefits' type of relationship with her, once Tyson felt her deepthroat his manhood). Tyson wouldn't dare admit it, but it had been a long time since either Natalya or Justin gave him this amount of bliss with their mouths.
AJ's soaking wet cunt was getting penetrated by Zack's pussy-craving tongue. Zack was known backstage for turning chicks into his personal Hoeskis (and the same went for guys as well) after the whole ordeal with Eve, and AJ was no exception. Her pussy was just so sweet and so tangy, it made Zack crave more and more of her delicious juices!
John Cena was loving this little session of hot fucking, even if he was doing all the work. Like Ryder, Cena loved doing it doggy style. It was just such a genius position that would allow the top to get as deep as they wanted inside the bottom. Cena wasn't fussy as to whether he topped or bottomed, as he personally felt equal amount of pleasure from topping and bottoming. Cena would remember back in 2011, when he was pounding Zack doggy style, and feeling the amount of euphoric perfection that Zack's clenching walls brought…and then Cena would snap himself back into reality, when Zack was pounding him doggy style, and feeling the amount of euphoric perfection that Zack's big fat cock brought.
It was clear that all of the occupants in the room would soon climax from these heavenly sensations that was sensually offered to them in one way or another. The only uncertainty was who would reach their climax first…but that wouldn't have to wait too long until that eventually got answered.
Zack was the first to feel lust get the better of him. After all he endured, it was a wonder Zack didn't orgasm earlier. The perfect pucker of WWE's golden boy was just too much for Ryder to handle any longer, as the young stud's sperm was released deep inside the experienced hunk's loosened heat.
Being Zack's cum dumpster made Cena nostalgic once again. Back in the end of 2011, Zack was Cena's cum dumpster, and boy, what a gift from heaven that was! The sensation was just as superlative, and John had no regrets whatsoever about feeling the pearly white essence of his friend shoot deep inside his asshole. If anything, he was glad that happened, because now that gave the Massachusett his opportunity to cum also. Zack's cock was the perfect size, and feeling it reach his prostate made Cena shoot one big load after another big load onto the rug. It didn't really matter anyway…he'd just clean it up later.
After Cena and Ryder had both experienced the ejaculation of a lifetime, Tyson was on his way to joining them. With the way AJ was perfectly bobbing her head on his hard Canadian piece of man-meat, Tyson felt his release come in no time! Once AJ's nose reached his neatly trimmed pubes, Tyson had only signified the arrival of his essence with a high-pitched bellow, as an army of semen rushed inside the oral cavern of the lustful brunette Diva.
And finally, speaking of the wild and certainly not crazy AJ Lee, she was the last to reach her blissful orgasm. Zack's tongue switched from plunging deep inside her soaking wet rose bud to tracing various patterns and shapes around her clit. From big plunges to soft and gentle flicks of his tongue. Zack was an oral God, despite the goofy look he often possessed, and it was through his expert tongue that AJ would feel her juices surge out of her wetness and flood Zack's hungry oral area. Ryder never minded. It only meant he got to spend more time eating out Cena's hot piece of pussy.
Despite all the climaxes that have taken place, the action was still red hot. Cena was still rocking back against Zack's softening (and eventually hardening) manhood; Zack was still eagerly delving deep inside AJ's soaking wet cunt, and AJ was still frequently deepthroating Tyson.
Tyson continued to get the perfect view of it all. He could see Cena rock back on Zack's dick, and he obviously got a perfect view of AJ deepthroating him. He never got as crystal clear a view of Zack eating out AJ, but he could briefly see her thighs wrap around his face, which was better than nothing. Regardless, the views that the Canadian was given were views that he would cherish throughout the rest of his life! This foursome would go down as one of the wildest and hottest encounters Tyson has ever experienced, and coming from a graduate of the Hart Dungeon, that said a lot.
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Hope you all liked that! I totally apologise for the lateness of this chapter. Procrastination causes quite the writer's block!
Sorry if Tyson and Zack never got the chance to be versatile! I had plans for them to bottom to each other, but I just steered in a totally different direction!
Anyway, here's what's coming your way next:
~ 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)
~ AJ Lee (Versatile)/Big. E Langston (Top)/Dolph Ziggler (Bottom) (Requested by me)
~ Antonio Cesaro (Versatile)/Paige (Bottom)/Wade Barrett (Versatile) (Requested by me)
One more story guys, and then I'll get back to accepting requests again =)
Isn't that exciting? ;D