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Day of Event – May 5th 2014
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It had been just less than a month since Paige had her threesome with Daniel Bryan and Dean Ambrose, and ironically, she was the only one out of that three who was going to remain as an active champion by the end of the month, what with Dean losing the United States Championship to Sheamus, and the rumours that Daniel Bryan would have to forfeit his title due to the immense pain he suffered during his hellacious battle with Kane at Extreme Rules.
Why ironic? Because everyone had their little doubts about Paige. They all thought she was a fluke. Alicia Fox vocally expressed her disdain about Paige being a fluke; the rest of the Diva's locker room gossiped about Paige being a fluke; even some of the Superstars talked about Paige being extremely lucky to still be on the main roster.
Yet Paige was still here, after defeating Tamina Snuka just yesterday, and Paige was going to make sure she stayed the Diva's Champion. This was her house now, not AJ's, not anyone's. There were no ifs or buts about it.
In fact, Paige was heading to the performance centre so she could train for a good hour or two just to increase her strength and resilience, but she ended up bumping into a fellow champion along the way. "Oh, hey Sheamus." Paige smiled at the pale Irishman. "Sorry about that. Probably should've watched where I was going."
"Aye, it's no problem, Paige." Sheamus smiled back at the pale Englishwoman. "Forgot to congratulate yeh for beatin' Tamina at Extreme Rules yesterday. Yah did an awesome job, if ah may say so mahself."
"Aww, thanks." Paige said, embracing Sheamus into a hug. "Congrats on winning the United States Championship tonight, by the way! I'm no expert on battle royals or anything, but it must've been tough with nineteen other guys in the ring."
"Well, ah can't say that it weren't easy, but it wasn't anything ah wasn't prepared for." Sheamus smiled. "Gotta give props to Deanie boy; he managed to outlast eighteen other fellas, but he just wasn't able to outlast meh."
"And that's why you're the United States Champion now and Dean isn't." Paige chuckled, as an idea popped into her head. "You know, I was gonna head down to the ring to train for a bit, but I didn't have anyone to help. You mind coming down to the ring with me?"
"Ah don't think we'd be able to go in the ring, Paige. Ah heard The Authority have reserved that ring fer 'Tista and Orton." Sheamus shrugged. "Ah know it ain't a fancy alternative, but wanna spar in mah locker room instead? It ain't too far from 'ere."
"Well, it is better than nothing…and it would comfort my ego a bit knowing that I won't be the palest wrestler in the room." Paige said, playfully chuckling. "Go on, then. I can't see why not."
"Perfect." Sheamus grinned. "Follow me, then." He beamed, walking to his locker room, with Paige just behind him. And of course, being true to his words, it took a minimal amount of time for Sheamus to navigate himself and the British beauty behind him to his locker room.
Opening the door, Sheamus closed it once he and Paige were in the room. He could've locked it, but he chose not to. What reason would he need to lock the door? The most he and Paige would be getting up to is training anyway.
"Why don't we start with the basics?" Sheamus asked, as he approached Paige. "Ah know ah may not look like one, but just think of me as a Diva, and don't hold anythin' back." Paige nodded, as Sheamus gently placed the Brit in a headlock. "Show me how yeh would get out of this one."
Considering Sheamus was a large, muscular wrestler, his grip was stronger than any other Diva's grip could ever be, but thankfully with the experience that Paige had wrestling big, burly opponents in the Indies, she'd be able to escape Sheamus' grasp, twisting her body a little so she could counter the headlock into a wrist lock, wrenching Sheamus' arm behind his back. "Like this?" Paige asked with a chuckle.
"Yeah, yeh got it." Sheamus smirked, wriggling his body to try and escape the wrist lock. But to his surprise, Paige had a surprisingly strong grip on his wrist, making it difficult for Sheamus to break free from the hold. He didn't exactly want to hurt the Brit, but if it's training she wanted, then she'd probably have to tolerate a little pain, and it wasn't like she wouldn't be used to feeling pain, given her experience in the wrestling industry.
Using his strength, Sheamus managed to turn the tide and counter Paige's wrist lock with a wrist lock of his own, gently twisting Paige's arm behind her back, seeing how she'd reverse that move. Paige did manage to break free from Sheamus' grip, but her method of doing so was rather…unorthodox.
Rubbing her ass faintly against Sheamus' crotch, Paige felt a bulge grow in the Irishman's trunks, and just as she expected, his grip on her wrist loosened, giving her all the chance she needed to get out of the hold. Grabbing his leg, Paige managed to trip Sheamus up, causing the large man to land on his back; his erection standing tall through his trunks.
"It seems like you enjoyed that." Paige giggled, her eyes gazing at Sheamus' trunks (or rather, what was in them).
"How could ah not?" Sheamus chuckled sheepishly, his cheeks turning to a slight shade of pink. "First time I ever had that happen to me during a wrist lock though."
"Well, there is a first time for everything." Paige smirked, sinking to her knees, as she positioned herself between Sheamus' thick thighs. "Like…this?" Paige asked with a faux sense of innocence, her hand brushing past Sheamus' growing erection.
Sheamus let out a moan when he felt Paige's hand make contact with his cock. Well, he certainly didn't expect that to happen during this apparent training session…not that he was complaining, or anything. "Yeah…ah'm pretty sure that's the first time anyone touched mah cock during training."
"Glad I could be the one to change that." Paige said, maintaining the smirk on her face, pulling down Sheamus' trunks to reveal his lengthy shaft. Wrapping her hand around the thick cock, Paige began to stroke vertically along the length, hearing Sheamus moan in pleasure from Paige's sensual treatment of his manhood. "You don't mind this, right?"
"Shit, of course ah don't mind." Sheamus moaned, his hard cock being caressed by Paige's dainty hands. "For a pretty girl like you, ah'd prefer to have me dick out."
"I like the sounds of that." Paige giggled, before she parted her lips to engulf the Sheamus' big cock into her wet, velvety mouth, sucking on the man's hard member.
"Ohh yeah." Sheamus moaned, feeling Paige quickly start bobbing her head up and down the long length of his thick cock. "That's the feckin' stuff, love." The pale man continued to moan, as his hand gently guided Paige along his saliva-coated erection.
Paige didn't mind Sheamus wanting to take control of the blowjob; she knew that only meant he wanted to enjoy this even more than he already was. She'd gladly take his lead, for now at least, as she skilfully slurped on his hard cock, gagging only when she'd try to take the whole thing inside her mouth.
Thankfully, gags proved to be a sweet sound for Sheamus' ears, as his moans amplified in volume whenever Paige's nose would nestle against the orange tufts of hair that surrounded the base of his shaft, as Paige choked when she eventually managed to cram the entire length inside her mouth.
Minutes passed, and Paige continued to ravenously slurp on the thick cock that filled her oral crevice; her nose rubbing against Sheamus' brightly coloured pubes every now and then, as Paige gave as good a blowjob as she could possibly give, forgetting about anything that related to wrestling for the time being.
Sheamus could feel his cock start to pulsate inside Paige's mouth, as she lustfully slobbered all over it. As tempting as it was to feel his climax transpire inside the mouth that he had gladly spent the last few minutes fucking, he wanted to do just a bit more with the beautiful British Diva before he'd cum.
"Sorry, Paige, but yeh gonna have me creamin' that pretty mouth of yehs before ah even got a chance to feck yeh." Sheamus said, as he guided Paige off of his throbbing dick.
"Well…you might just have to wait a little bit before we get to that." Paige said, spreading Sheamus' legs wide in the air. "I always wanted to do this." The Divas Champion said, before her tongue flicked against Sheamus' pink little hole, lapping at the large man's small circular opening.
Sheamus let out numerous obscenities from the sudden sensations he felt through Paige's tongue curiously flicking against his hole, occasionally darting inside the taut heat. It was certainly unexpected (and that was definitely conveyed through his loud moans), but in a good way. Not many Divas had the guts to rim a Superstar, especially one as big and strong as Sheamus.
Sheamus could hear his moans continue to increase in volume, as Paige turned things up a notch, changing her approach from teasing the pale Superstar by prodding against his quivering pink pucker, to boldly pushing her tongue inside his diminutive ass.
Sheamus could feel himself starting to writhe around when Paige almost buried her face between his plump ass cheeks, giving her more access to dart her tongue in and out of his moistening passage. His moans were continually increasing in volume. It was practically inevitable that somebody was gonna hear the Irishman's loud noises.
It just so happened that the person who heard those noises was somebody who was ready to deliver some bad news. "What the bleedin' hell do we have here?"
Paige stopped in her tracks there and then, as she and Sheamus both glanced up to see a tall, beardy Englishman looking down at them. "Is there a reason why you're here, Barrett?"
"It's Bad News Barrett to you, missy. And I'm here because of how loud and awful Beaker is to listen to." Barrett said, shutting the door, as he approached Paige and Sheamus. "And speaking of him, why the bloody hell did you two decide to shag in the first place? Do you not realise that you two look havin' a bonk looks like a Casper the Friendly Ghost porno parody?"
"First of all, keep meh cousin's name out of yeh mouth." Sheamus said, rising to his feet, as did Paige. "Second of all, are yah gonna get yeh cock out, or are yeh just gonna stand there and talk crap about us?"
"Well luckily for you, I've got some good news." Barrett said, tugging down at his trunks to reveal his flaccid manhood. "So now that you got what you wanted, have a good suck on this big dick, Sheamus. Maybe it'll take my mind away from seeing you two bump uglies."
"Yeh say that, but ah bet yew'd wanna be in the middle of meh and Paige." Sheamus said, as Paige had yanked off her last article of clothing, before stripping herself stark naked. She had to do something while the two large men conversed with each other.
"Come on, Sheamus! You don't wanna keep me waiting, do you?" Paige asked with a playful guffaw, lying on the floor so she could part her thighs and spread her legs wide in the air, showing off her succulent pussy.
"Ah swear, yeh Brits are bloody bastards to please." Sheamus chuckled, pushing his hard cock into Paige's pussy, while he inquisitively flicked his tongue against the crimson head of Barrett's shaft.
"It's about time you used that mouth of yours for something other than butchering the English language." Barrett chuckled, as Sheamus opened his mouth to swallow Barrett's hardening cock, gently scraping his teeth along the length to serve as a warning for backchat.
Sultrily looking into Barrett's eyes, Sheamus sucked and slurped on the Englishman's fat cock, taking every inch Barrett had to offer into his mouth without even a single gag. His mouth made Barrett moan in sheer lust in a mere matter of seconds, and Sheamus had only just begun his oral assault on Barrett's crotch.
While Sheamus made sure that every inch of Barrett's cock fit inside his warm, wet mouth, his tongue slithered along Barrett's hefty ballsack, coating the younger man's balls with his saliva. Barrett only smirked down, as he gazed at the aesthetically pleasing sight of Sheamus ravenously slobbering on the huge dick that he ardently sucked on.
The bearded Englishman placed his hand on the pale man's orange hair; forcefully guiding Sheamus up and down the length of his erect cock, keeping the redhead's nose nestled against his dark, bushy hairs for a longer period of time than Sheamus was used to.
Hearing Sheamus finally gag on his thick dick unleashed a slightly sinister side to Barrett, keeping Sheamus' head resting against his pubes, even when he felt the Irishman's pale hands squeeze his muscular ass cheeks. Barrett only let go of Sheamus' head when he felt the Irishman forcefully push his finger inside Barrett's ass without warning.
"What the bloody hell was that?" Barrett asked, pulling his cock out of Sheamus' mouth.
"Ah could ask yeh the same bleedin' thing!" Sheamus looked up, raising an eyebrow at the Englishman. "Yah tryna make me choke to death on yeh cock?"
"As tempting as that idea is, I just liked you gagging on my cock like a good little bitch, but not if you're gonna jam your finger down my asshole."
"What's the matter, Bad News? Scared yeh might get some bad news of yeh own when yah find out that yeh too much of a pussy to deal with somethin' in yeh ass?"
"I don't know what's more ridiculous: your pathetic claims, or the fact that I could actually understand what you just said."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Barrett. Yah aren't scared of something inside yeh asshole? Then let me finger it so ah can see that yeh really aren't a pussy."
"I think you know where I'm gonna go with this, Sheamus, when I say I've got some bad news…you aren't getting what you want." Barrett sneered, as he swaggered over to Paige, his cock dangling in front of Paige's face. "You wanna suck my big, fat cock, Paige? You wanna slobber all over this giant knob?"
"Oh god, yes!" Paige cried out, answering Barrett's question and expressing her satisfaction with the pussy-pounding she received concurrently, as Sheamus rammed his hard cock into her moist pussy with more vigour, thrusting harder and deeper inside her feminine orifice at an increasingly quicker pace.
"Well I've got some bad news, Paige." Barrett maintained that sneer on his face, as he squatted above Paige's face; his small little asshole hovering above the young woman's face. "Lick my ass, Paige. It's what you get for not showing your respect to the Intercontinental Champion when you had the chance."
Paige's raging libido meant that she really didn't give a crap about not being able to suck Barrett's cock. She was more than happy to lick his ass (even though he technically asked her to kiss it), as she parted Barrett's thick cheeks, darting her tongue past his circular little opening.
Barrett let out grunts of pleasure, as he felt Paige thrust her tongue adventurously inside his moistening pucker, munching away on the large Brit's asshole. "Yeah, that's the stuff, Paige. I bet you like eating that hairy asshole, huh?"
The answer to Barrett's question wasn't audible, but physical. But what else was expected? Paige did have a mouth full of ass, after all, and was barely able to sound coherent if she did try to speak, due to the brutal fucking she received from Sheamus.
Barrett was more than happy to accept the little hums Paige made in answer to his question, as she shoved her tongue deeper inside his hole, while Barrett jerked his hard dick, getting it ready to cum all over Paige.
And speaking of the young Divas Champion, she had nothing to even think about other than the pleasure that Sheamus was giving to her, as his cock delved deep inside her dampening cunt.
Feeling Sheamus thrust deeper inside her tight pussy elicited louder noises that conveyed the sheer ecstasy Paige felt during the course of this threesome, desperate to feel the Irishman hit her sweet spot. Moving one of her hands down from Barrett's ass cheek to a pert breast of hers, the Brit gently tweaked one of her pink nipples, as she felt Sheamus' large white balls callously slap against her equally white thighs.
Sheamus was the one in charge of fucking her, spreading her legs wider so he could gain more access into her soaked snatch; the thick girth of his erection managed to stretch the size of her cunt, causing a little pain to flow through Paige's body. But Paige was the type of girl who liked pain mixed with her pleasure. It made her even more eager to please Barrett, as she continued to gleefully hum, sending vibrations inside the brawler's body while she simultaneously tongue-fucked Barrett.
Paige tried to conceal some of her pleasure, just so she didn't sound too desperate, but she wasn't doing much of a good job at it. Her moans (no matter how deep she'd bury her face in Barrett's ass) were still loud and vociferous, and once Sheamus had jabbed at her g-spot, Paige's body was trembling from the impact of the Irishman's powerful thrusts.
In the end, Paige just gave up trying to put up a front and enjoy what was given to her, as Sheamus repeatedly stabbed at her g-spot, providing endless waves of pleasure that ran through the Diva's body. Running her hand down from her tit to her clit, Paige feverishly rubbed her quivering labia, letting out a banshee like scream once her juices surged past Sheamus' throbbing cock and out of her clit, trickling down her ivory coloured thighs.
The loud, piercing scream Paige muffled when she was in the midst of a powerful orgasm had tipped Bad News Barrett over the edge, not able to handle any more of Paige's talented tongue, as he feverishly fisted his cock until every drop of his thick, gooey load had splattered all over Paige's chest, coating her perky tits with his creamy release.
Climaxes were transpiring all over the place, and Sheamus would eventually join the Brits in a sense of orgasmic bliss, feeling a last boost of adrenaline as he rapidly thrusted inside Paige's loosened snatch like the true pussy hound he was, jabbing the engorged head of his throbbing cock against Paige's g-spot one last time, before he unleashed a dominant roar, feeling every drop of his cum surge inside Paige's soaked cunt.
Sheamus panted after putting in such vigour into the session of intercourse he just shared with Paige, but Bad News Barrett just wasn't going to let Sheamus have it that easy. "Well Sheamus, I hope you weren't too distracted by Paige's snatch to see that I'm not afraid to have something inside my ass."
"Yeah, yeah. Yeh will still come up with some bad news bullcrap as to why ah can't feck yeh in the arse." Sheamus rolled his eyes, pulling out of Paige's cum-drenched pussy.
"Who said you even deserved to be in my ass in the first place?" Barrett retorted, stepping over to Sheamus. "But I'll tell you what; I fuck that pasty white ass of yours, and I'll consider letting you do the same to me. Now how's that for some good news?" Barrett smirked.
Sheamus took a second to think about the offer Barrett just made, and it seemed fair enough. "Fine. Yeh're on, fella." Sheamus said with a smirk, positioning himself so that he was on all fours, with his face just inches away from the pussy he came inside just moments ago. "Yah're up for another round or two, right Paige?"
"Of course! Just make sure that you both make me cum again, and I'll be a happy Diva." Paige smirked, spreading her legs for the Celtic Warrior who had his head between her thighs. It was funny how an innocent training session would end up turning into a steamy threesome. The WWE may have been a PG company, but that clearly didn't always apply to the wrestlers in the WWE.
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Sorry if your review isn't featured below, but the reason for that is because of either of the following:
~ You were a guest when you requested a pairing, and I had a ton of requests (literally 15 requests), and I obviously wasn't going to be able to accept them all, hence why I've had to decline guest requests, no matter how enticing the pairing was. Remember, if you want me to accept your pairing, you have to be a member to do so.
OR
~ I found it difficult to come up with a plot for your chosen pairing, and when I asked if you could request something else, you didn't respond.
And also sorry to those who aren't really familiar with some of the terms used in this chapter (i.e. "knob", "bonk", etc.), but since BNB, Paige and Sheamus' hometowns are all geographically really near to each other, I thought it'd be fitting to include that type of British vernacular in this chapter^^
Here's what's coming your way next:
~ Cameron (Bottom)/Dean Ambrose (Top)/Jey Uso (Top)/Paige (Versatile) (Requested by Cybella)
~ Cameron (Bottom)/Dean Ambrose (Top)/Naomi (Bottom)/Roman Reigns (Top) (Requested by mzdoodleauntie26)
~ Bo Dallas (Top)/Eva Marie (Bottom)/Stardust (Bottom) (Requested by me)
~ Dolph Ziggler (Bottom)/Layla (Top)/The Miz (Versatile)/Zack Ryder (Top) (Requested by MiniBatman)
~ Brie Bella (Top)/Dean Ambrose (Top)/Seth Rollins (Bottom)/Stephanie McMahon (Bottom)/Triple H (Top) (Requested by Fairest Lady Lisa)
~ Batista (Top)/Randy Orton (Bottom)/Stephanie McMahon (Versatile) (Requested by BrightAsNight)
~ Randy Orton (Bottom)/Seth Rollins (Bottom)/Stephanie McMahon (Top)/Triple H (Top) (Requested by imxme)
~ Road Dogg (Top)/Tori (Bottom)/X-Pac (Versatile) (Requested by .Dawn)
~ Randy Orton (Top)/Roman Reigns (Bottom)/Stephanie McMahon (Versatile) (Requested by shellbell33)
~ Seth Rollins (Versatile)/Stephanie McMahon (Bottom)/Triple H (Top) (Requested by miss wizard of oz)
~ Dolph Ziggler (Bottom)/Layla (Bottom)/Summer Rae (Bottom)/Zack Ryder (Top) (Requested by xxMercilessxx)
So no more requests, because I've got a lot already!