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Day of Event - June 10th 2013
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Watching RAW was agonising. Kaitlyn had just gotten her heart broken by Big E. and AJ. Natalya couldn't help but to show the sorrow that was planted on her face. Never the times where she mentored both of these young women did Natalya expect AJ and Kaitlyn to feud against one another, especially have a feud as intense as this.
"That is just horrible." Natalya bellowed. The emotions had clearly been conveyed not just through the tone of her voice, but also by her facial expressions. "I can't believe AJ would do such a thing. I feel so bad for Kaitlyn."
"You feel sorry for Kaitlyn?" Jo-Jo asked. Jo-Jo was one of the new Divas for the reality TV show, Total Divas. She thanked her lucky stars that the WWE actually went through with the Diva Search this year, even if it did occur privately. "I'm not trying to stir anything up here, but didn't she insult you on SmackDown?"
"Jo-Jo is kinda right." That other feminine voice who didn't belong Natalya, belonged to a young woman named Eva Marie. Her hair matched the colour of her fully rouged lips. "I know Kaitlyn's in a difficult situation, but she did bring that on herself…in my opinion."
"Whether that's the case or not, Kaitlyn still has my sympathy., and I still consider her to be my friend. She may have been snappy, but she was in love. She just wanted to make sure that I didn't come between her and what should have been Kait's Mr. Right. I can understand, since Khali is of course my Mr. Right, and I wouldn't want anybody coming between us. I just don't see why AJ had to stoop so low. That is just plain dirty, and certainly not what I taught her to do. I hope you ladies don't think of doing something like that to each other in the future."
Jo-Jo and Eva both looked shocked at the suggestion, as they looked at each others, with eyes as wide as the other's. "I would never consider doing such a thing! Me and Jo-Jo are really close, after all." Eva said with a smile. Jo-Jo quickly did the same, as they both looked towards Natalya.
"Yeah. There's no need to worry about that Nattie. We're both friends. We both want to be Divas, and being under your guidance is probably the best thing ever, since you have a lot of experience. Besides, we don't need any drama; that's why we steer totally clear from those Bella Twins." Jo-Jo said. Natalya would feel a tad reassured, but she got Kaitlyn/AJ vibes from Eva and Jo-Jo. Both duos of women started off as friends…Natalya would have hated to see both duos of women make that painful transition from great friends to bitter rivals.
"Well I hope so. The last thing I'd want to see is another two of my mentees betray each other." Natalya shook her head, before she saw a fellow Canadian walk up to them.
"Hey Nat." The man smirked, upon seeing the two fresh young faces standing by Natalya. "Well damn! Good thing Lawler ain't here, because he'd go wild when seeing two fresh pairs of puppies at the same time."
Eva blushed, as did Jo-Jo. They also let out a tad squeal…for good reason, of course. It was Chris Jericho after all. The Chris Jericho. Any time Eva and Jo-Jo would meet a wrestler with such a prestigious career as Jericho's, it was definitely squeal worthy. His good looks were an added bonus. It was just a shame Natalya wasn't as impressed as her mentees.
"Eva; Jo-Jo. Would you both let me and Chris have a moment? I need to discuss something with him, now that he's here."
"Sure thing, girl." Jo-Jo smiled, as she and Eva Marie waved their goodbyes to their mentor, as they both proceeded to leave the two Canadian grapplers alone. At least Cameron and Naomi were near by. They seemed approachable.
Once they were left alone, a gigantic grin was planted on Jericho's gleeful face. Even with the loss he suffered at the hands of Big E., he was still grinning with glee. "So, what's up Nat?"
"You were going to flirt with them, weren't you?" That was quite an out of the blue question. No "I'm good, thanks" or "how are you" types of responses.
"You mean the two girls who just left?" Natalya nodded her head. "Honestly?" Again, she nodded her head. "Maybe. To be fair, we're all adults here. If I did flirt with them, would this sexy beast get arrested and get chucked into a prison filled with guys slimier than Paul Heyman and more muscle obsessed than Brock Lesnar? I'm forty, Nat. It wouldn't even be much more than flirting, considering I'm double their age, and trust me, I'm not into that…" Well that was a big old lie. "…too much." The lie was now covered up, even if by just a little bit.
"Don't tell me that, Chris!" Natalya yelled. "We both know that you like a younger girl. I'm not going to chastise you or anything, just be honest. Besides…you're still a pretty attractive man." That final sentence came across a bit too loud for Natalya's liking. It was quiet, but audible enough for Jericho to hear. The grin on that man's face had only gotten larger; it looked as if he had just won the lottery.
"Oh really? You think this sexy beast still has it?" Even if he tried his hardest, Jericho just couldn't conceal his merriment.
Natalya blushed. Her cheeks quickly turned into a deep shade of fuchsia. "I didn't mean it like that. I have a boyfriend."
"And? This company's all about fornication. You certainly wouldn't be the first to fuck another guy, and you certainly wouldn't be the last."
"True…I just don't feel so comfortable. I have Khali, Chris. I love him. I wouldn't want any other man entering me."
"I can accept that." An idea popped into Chris' head. "I'm not even going to try and visualise this, but have you ever done Khali with a strap-on?"
"No."
"You still into the strap-on stuff?"
Natalya took a while to reply. "I can't believe I'm telling you this…but I may be…why do you ask?"
"Well if you don't want another man entering you, then why don't we switch things up a bit, and have you enter me? C'mon Nattie…I know you want to." Jericho threw in a flirtatious wink, to sweeten the deal. How could Natalya refuse such a charmingly made offer?
The answer? She couldn't.
"Fine. I guess it's okay, since you're not going inside me."
"See? I knew we could work things out." The Canadian man grinned, as he looked at the Canadian woman. "Look, I've got a strap-on in my locker room. I'll take you there, if you want."
"Okay." Natalya quickly replied. Chris had absolutely no difficulty maintaining that broad grin.
"Perfect. I may be a sexy beast, but I'd say I'm just as much of a sexy slut too." Oh how Chris had a way with words; Natalya found herself quickly combating yet another blush.
Natalya didn't say another word. Instead, she hurriedly walked, as Chris quickly followed. Even though it was Chris' locker room, Natalya wanted to get there first. Natalya may not have been the type to care about what anybody thought of her, but she didn't exactly want the entire WWE roster to think that she was cheating on Khali with another man, just because one witness saw and blurted it out. Thankfully, as the two Canadians sped by, not a single soul was in sight. Natalya could let out a sigh of relief, as she opened up the door to Chris' room.
Natalya couldn't believe what she was getting herself into. She was never the type to commit adultery. She never cheated. She may have had threesomes, but at least then, her partner was involved. This was the first time Natalya had ever cheated on someone, and she'd probably feel like total shit for it. But hey…lust was lust. Natalya had lusted after Chris for a long time, before her relationship with Khali was even a thing. Natalya wasn't just going to let this opportunity slip by.
"So, welcome to my grand locker room." Grand was right. Chris Jericho had a very exquisite room all to himself. It was large, and the amount of luxuries that Jericho had was enviable. Natalya never had a TV in her locker room, like Chris did. "Wait just a sec; I'll get the strap-on." Why did Chris even have a strap-on in his locker room anyway? Was he really into this type of thing? Was he anticipating this moment? It seemed suspicious, but Natalya just shrugged it off. With all that time pondering to herself, Natalya had to get snapped back into reality, as she saw the plastic in Chris' palms. Pink and black: the best possible colour combination for Natalya (and any other Hart/Neidhart in the wrestling industry). "Here. Just for you."
Just for her? As in that strap-on was Natalya's and Natalya's only to use? "Thank you, Chris. That's really, really sweet of you." The pink on her cheeks soon was able to match the pink on the piece of plastic.
"It's no problem. I always have that little bit more respect for my fellow Canadians." It was true. Jericho liked to think that Natalya, Edge, Christian and Trish were all superior to the Americans…partially because he was a nationalist. Chris even gave Natalya that little twinkle in his eye; the twinkle that no American got the privilege to see. "Want me to take off my clothes first, or should I let the lady go first?"
"I don't mind." The woman shrugged. She just wanted the experience already. Clothes were what separated her from receiving a memorable encounter with one of Canada's finest…although Natalya made sure that would not be the case for much longer. Her clothes had gently been placed on the bench. Natalya spent a lot of money on her clothes; she wasn't just going to sling them about anywhere and everywhere.
The unveiling of Natalya's naked form was definitely an impressive sight to behold. She had such a tremendous figure. Khali was one hell of a lucky man! It was a shame Chris didn't get the chance to explore that beautiful, beautiful body. Well, even so, Chris would try. Natalya didn't give Chris permission to fuck her, but that didn't mean Chris wasn't allowed to do anything else to her cunt.
Whilst Natalya would attach the strap-on on her waist, she felt a sudden intrusion surge past her lips. A gasp escaped, as the Anvilette looked down to see one of Jericho's fingers access her pussy. "Chris! What are you-"
"Sorry…but I have to! You are just so fucking succulent." After that final word which left Jericho's lips, the man would surrender to temptation. His tongue would assault her pussy, tickling and toying the clitoris with such ease. All that talent Chris had with his oral area, and it was used to be a rock star. A fucking rock star. He should have applied for porn; especially with that tongue.
Although his fingers would still dart in and out of Natalya's taut passage, Chris' tongue would predominantly take charge, scraping past her dampening folds, and tantalisingly licking up only a few wet droplets that managed to seep out.
The strap-on may have been applied, but right now, that was the least of Natalya's concerns. She was still in the midst of battling lust. She wanted to just sink into the bliss that was so generously given to her, but then…Khali. She was fornicating. She prided herself on the fact that she was one of the very few who hadn't committed adultery in their WWE career…now she couldn't. The more that time progressed, the quicker the battle would draw to an end. Lust would eventually be crowned the victor, and Natalya would ultimately find herself singing a harmonious tune from the tongue that voraciously fucked her sweetness.
Moaning. Natalya let out an array of pleasured moans. Chris frequently went deep inside her. His tongue would explore every area of Natalya's tight cunt. Natalya was getting wetter and wetter than the second, and there was nothing she could do to about it.
Clutching one of her breasts in ecstasy, Natalya lost herself in paradise. That was pretty much where she was. Chris really knew how to work his tongue. It always hit her g-spot, earning the most melodious moans in response. The rapid tongue movements would soon push Natalya past her peak.
As she was about to reach a climax, Natalya's face would contort in absolute elation, before she could feel an orgasm take place. Her essence shot out of her bud, and got swept away into the hungry oral passage of Chris Jericho, who was eager to swallow every little droplet which entered.
Once Natalya was milked completely dry of an orgasm, the man would stop his ravenous oral assault. His face would depart from Natalya's slender thighs, and stare at the woman, as a traverse smirk appeared on his handsome face. "So…you like?"
"Of course." An obvious question required an obvious answer, and that was what Natalya had given to him.
"Good. So since you now know how well I can lick a pussy…why don't you let Y2J show you how well I can suck a dick." It was a good thing the strap-on was firmly attached to Natalya's waist, because Chris was quickly becoming eager for dick. The man was about to begin sucking on the pink and black toy, if it wasn't for…
"Well lookey here." Dolph. If it wasn't for Dolph, Jericho would have whorishly sucked on Natalya's rubber cock. "Oh Jericho. Having to resort to suck on plastic? Were real cocks becoming too much for you to handle?"
"What is it, junior?" Jericho growled, scowling at the younger blonde, purposely ignoring both of Ziggler's degrading questions.
"What's the matter? Did I interrupt your little session of fuck the Jeri-bitch? I'm sorry Nat." That smirk only got wider, as Dolph stepped closer and closer to his former arch-rival. "Maybe next time. Since Big E. screwed Jericho out of a victory, I'm gonna screw Jericho out of the little dominance he still has."
"What about AJ?" Natalya looked at the cocky American man.
"Riding Big E.'s big black dick. He's gotta get rewarded somehow for catfishing Kaitlyn. So since I'm left out of screwing the best hole available, I'll just lower my standards and fuck Jericho." Oh Dolph. He was a cocky little bastard. That shit-eating smirk made both Natalya and Jericho want to punch Dolph's lights out.
"Who said you're invited anyway, mister? I don't want you here, and neither does Jericho."
"Oh, invited? Is that what you're calling it now?" Dolph chuckled. "I don't need a petty invite. See, I'm gonna get myself a fat piece of ass, and that's exactly what Jericho has. I'm allowed in here, because…well…if you kick me out, I'll tell everybody what a whore you are, spreading your legs for another man."
Natalya's mouth formed the shape of an 'O'. The audacity of this man was unreal. "You wouldn't!"
"Try me."
It was Natalya's turn to scowl at the arrogant son of a bitch. She just couldn't bring herself to order him out. She didn't want word to spread about her infidelity. "You are a cruel, cruel piece of work, Ziggler. You know that, right?"
"Oh Nattie; I'm not cruel…I'm just damn good at getting what I want." The blonde continued to smirk, as one of his hands dipped past Jericho's trunks, and greedily grabbed Jericho's thick globes of muscle. "See, if I was cruel, I'd fuck the shit out of you, and leave Khali some sloppy seconds. But I'm not cruel, so I won't. Don't worry. You can thank me later." Soon enough, Dolph would find himself playing with Chris' hole. He was surprised at how the older man wasn't fighting back. He definitely wanted this to happen. "Suck Nattie's dick, Chris. Show her what a good cock-slut you are."
The superiority that oozed out of Dolph's lips made Jericho comply with what he was told to do. Jericho's eyes focussed purely on the plastic cock. Chris would fleetingly look at its long length, before taking the whole thing in one swoop.
"What a whore." Dolph mumbled to himself, as he watched Jericho skilfully bob up and down the big rubber dick. Pulling Jericho's trunks down, Dolph almost found himself mesmerised by how enticing those thick cheeks were. What was even more enticing was the dusting of hair that surrounded Jericho's baby pink pucker. What a sight; it was almost like artwork. Dolph managed to get himself hard just looking at the older man's posterior.
Dolph soon felt his length ache to be let out. The confines of his silver trunks were what separated Dolph's erection from the fresh air it greatly desired, although that was not to be the case for much longer. Tugging down the lycra gear to his ankles, Dolph's manhood would be able to stand proud, as it felt the cool breeze brush past it.
"Let's see how well the Walls of Jericho can handle my perfect fucking dick." The blonde smirked. His length would rub against Jericho's ass cheeks, moving up and down. Dolph treated Jericho's ass like it was a pair of big tits. He wanted to tease the older man. He wanted to give Chris something to mewl about, but something that would have him begging for more.
The bulbous head would roll back and forth, as the length would feel squeezed against Jericho's muscular globes. Dolph would continue to tease Jericho, until he knew that the older man had enough. Rocking his body back and forth, Dolph knew that Jericho quickly grew impatient of getting teased. Jericho wanted to get fucked, and he wanted to get fucked now.
Dolph would pull his length back, before ramming it inside Chris' hole. The older man groaned in surprise, at just how much power Dolph had.
Jericho found himself throwing a couple of lewd words into the lustful atmosphere, before he went back to stuffing the plastic phallus inside his mouth, as Dolph swiftly went deep inside of his hole. Dolph went deep enough to throw Jericho off his game, slightly. The Canadian was just about to establish a perfect rhythm for his suctions, but the sudden intrusion ruined that. Now Jericho's suctions were erratic; the man sucked and slurped on the sex toy at an unpredictable pace, switching rapidly between fast and slow.
Natalya's eyes widened at just how much Jericho would withstand. He frequently deepthroated the enviably long piece of rubber, whilst Dolph looked to be giving a pounding that the veteran was sure to remember. To put it simply, Chris could take two dicks better than a lot of the current crop of Divas. Heck, Chris could probably take two dicks better than Natalya could. Natalya almost sympathised for Chris. Being on the receiving end of a brutal fucking must have been a great pain, if not also a great pleasure. "Oh my god." The woman mouthed. She was thankful it was inaudible, because that would have given Dolph the reaction that he wanted.
Dolph was blissfully unaware of what Natalya mouthed. He was even unaware of Natalya's presence, focussing solely on loosening the fat old ass that belonged to Jericho. Dolph's hands clung onto Jericho's waist, using that to mercilessly delve deep inside the latter's heat. Dolph often found himself slamming into Jericho's prostate. Oh what a feeling. What a fucking fantastic feeling. It was almost embarrassing for Dolph, because of how quickly he was nearing his climax. Jericho didn't look to be just an expert in wrestling, but also an expert in being a bitch. Every recognisable name from the Attitude Era probably got themselves a piece of Jericho's hole…even the women (like Stephanie and Chyna, who both had their history with the charming Canadian).
Still, even if Dolph neared a climax, he could sense that Jericho was nearing one also. Hesitantly, the American took hold of the Canadian cock. Chris definitely was close; his cock was throbbing like crazy. Jerking Chris off, Dolph was set on making Jericho cum.
Thankfully, that was just about to happen. Chris was on cloud nine. His prostate was getting the treatment that it badly needed. It was what made Chris' libido go wild. It was what made Chris lose it. It was what made Chris cum hard. Like a volcano, Chris would erupt. The gooey white substance would quickly flow out of his piss-slit, before it would make a mess on the floor.
Now Dolph could feel some relief. He wasn't the first man to climax, and he now had no reason to feel humiliated by pretty much anything. He could cum, and still feel like the piece of perfection that he so clearly was. After shattering Chris' sweet spot one final time, Dolph would feel his essence fill Jericho's slackened hole to the very brim. Batches of semen raced inside the used and abused hole, as Dolph soon pulled out.
All that hard work, and Dolph still had energy left. He didn't need to pant for breath, like Jericho. Dolph was still as fit as a fiddle, and still one arrogant motherfucker. Even when he got dressed, he looked arrogant. He oozed arrogance when he was putting clothes on his body. Only Dolph could ooze that much arrogance.
"Just remember, Nattie. I stole the show…and your fuck." The blonde winked, before he left the room. Natalya's eyes remained widened, and Chris continued to pant for breath (just not as much as he did a minute ago). And people wondered why the WWE was such a chaotic environment.
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So many ideas I had for this chapter! I wasn't sure on whether to use Natalya's birthday or Dolph's return as the main plot for this chapter (although I went with the latter). I also wasn't sure on whether to include Eva Marie and Jo-Jo Offerman or not, since y'all probably don't know them at all. They will be on Total Divas in July, however, so you may want to check that out^^
Here's what's coming your way next:
~ CM Punk (Versatile)/Stephanie McMahon (Top)/Triple H (Versatile) (Requested by NateAKAMiniPunk)
~ Chris Jericho (Bottom)/Christian (Versatile)/Edge (Top)/Trish Stratus (Versatile) (Requested by xXAJSugaSpiceEverythingNiceXx)
~ Heath Slater (Bottom)/Jey Uso (Top)/Jimmy Uso (Top)Justin Gabriel (Bottom)/Naomi (Bottom) (Requested by me)
~ Cameron (Bottom)/Josh Mathews (Versatile)/The Miz (Versatile)/Naomi (Versatile) (Requested by me)
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