0 comments/ 68443 views/ 6 favorites WWF Attitude Ch. 1 By: Iceberg Slim Let me start by introducing myself, my name is Shawn J. I work as a writer for the World Wrestling Federation. I've been working for the WWF since 1996, back when Raw was an hour long show and WCW was kicking our asses in the ratings. Myself and a team of top notch writers, including Vince Russo, turned the WWF into the powerhouse it is today. If anyone knew about all the wild situations that take place backstage and all the office politics of the WWF, all it's programming would have to be aired on Playboy. Being a writer for the company, I have more stories about the racier side of business because I play a big part in who makes it on Smackdown! and who is seen hanging out in the locker room on Jakked. After Vince McMahon, I'm the man that you don't want to cross. Anyway, on TV there has been a lot of changes in the company. The buyout of WCW and ECW, the invasion of the Alliance and so on. Backstage however has gotten more exciting, well it has for me anyway. With all the new women arriving in the company and the established women wanting to make sure that they keep their spots, it has definitely been very exciting for me lately. If you're a diehard wrestling fan like I was growing up, you know all the women in the company. As of now the ladies roster goes as follows: Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley, Lita, Trish, Torrie, Stacy, Terri, Molly, Ivory, Jacqueline, Debra and Jazz. At any given time, I may receive a call from any of these ladies regarding what's going on with their characters and they always give me their suggestions on what they think their characters should do in certain situations. Out of all these women, you would think that Stephanie would be the last one to call or approach me about her character. I mean she is the bosses daughter, I'm not an idiot. That's what I wanna tell you about today, my encounter with the bosses daughter. About 9 months ago, Triple H tore his quadriceps and would definitely be on the shelf for a while. Why is this important you ask? This is important because Stephanie was Triple H's valet, everytime he was on TV she was on TV. Pretty soon Stephanie was "The Billion Dollar Princess" and "Daddy's Little Girl." She was the woman everyone loved to hate. The most dominant woman in Sports Entertainment. That all changed when Triple H went down. With no TV time in her near future, Stephy called me up asking if I could meet her at company headquarters in Connecticut. I'd been there before to meet with her, Shane, Vince and Jim Ross but for some reason something felt a little strange. I arrived for our "meeting" about 15 minutes late, traffic was unusually slow. I went right up to Stephy's office and found her sitting at her desk going over some papers. "Sorry I'm late, traffic was a mess." "No problem," she answered with her eyes still focused on the papers on her desk, "I was just going over a few papers." After she signed the last of the papers, she closed them up in a manilla folder and walked them over to a large black file cabinet in the far right corner of her office. I watched closely as she walked toward the cabinet. She wore a very casual pants suit that did absolutely nothing for her figure. As she walked back to her desk, her ample breasts bounced softly under her silk blouse. I quickly averted my eyes as not to anger my bosses daughter. "So, what's up Stephanie, what did you want to talk to me about?" "Well, see, since Hunter has been out of action, there hasn't been any reason for me to be on any of the shows. I mean, it's been almost 3 months since I was on TV. I'm not even getting anymore hits on my website," she said with her eyes glazing over in moisture. "I understand Stephanie but what can I do, everything we planned for you came off an angle involving Triple H." "Please Shawn, can you do anything to get me back on television," she pleaded. "I'll do whatever you want." At that moment a light bulb went off in my head. I thought to myself, I wonder how far she'd actually go to get back on television. I grinned to myself, there was no way she would actually go THAT far to be on TV. Stephanie must have seen the wheels turning in my head because she rose from her seat and sauntered over to the door. The next two sounds I heard were her closing the door and then locking it. Now instead of a light bulb I heard knocking, I figured it was opportunity so I decided to let her in. "Do you really want to get back on television Stephanie?" I asked while she still stood behind me at the door. "Yes, I do, and I'm willing to do anything it takes." I looked over to my right at the large black leather "L" shaped couch. "We'll see," I said as I walked towards the couch. I sat down and Stephanie sat to the right of me on the fine Italian leather. "There could be a possible way to get you back on television, but I don't know if you'd be up to it." "I'm willing to do whatever it takes," she replied while placing her right hand on my left knee and her left hand on my chest. "I still don't know, you'd have to prove to me that you would be the right person for the character." "I'm definitely the right one for the character," she continued as she stared lustily into my eyes, "Let me prove it to you." With that Stephanie kissed me passionately. I felt her mouth open and her tongue dart into my mouth. Our tongues danced together as her small hands grabbed my cock through my pants and my hands caressed her soft ass. I rolled on top of her as our caressing and petting intensified. My 9 inches of rigid muscle was now straining against my slacks. Stephanie kicked off her heels and stood in front of me. I reached forward and undid her button and unzipped her pants and watched them slide past her hips and down her shapely legs. She kicked them to the side. I looked up to see that Stephanie wasn't wearing any panties and that her pussy was shaved bare. I leaned in and kissed her directly over her clit. It was already peeking out from it's hood. Stephanie reached out and took my head in her hands, fondling my ears and the back of my neck as I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth. I began licking my way down to her slit when Steph reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I continued my assault on Stephanie's lower region while placing my hands on her hips. As I plunged my tongue deep into Steph's womanhood, she pulled her silk blouse off and tossed it aside just as she had done with my shirt previously. I glanced upward to discover that she hadn't worn a bra to our "meeting" either. I removed my hands from her hips and grabbed a fleshy globe in either hand. I squeezed each of them as if it were my first time touching a breast. I brought my right hand from her breast to her cunt and fingered her as I continued to feast on her vaginal buffet. Steph's once soft touch on my neck and ears now became agressive. She fell backwards onto the couch and my ferocity on her pussy grew. I've always loved eating pussy, but I never took this much joy and pride in it. Maybe it was because it was the bosses daughter. Steph's thighs squeezed down on my head and I felt her body start to shake. Instead of taking this as a sign to slow down, I sped up. I was even more aggressive. I continued fingering Steph's hot snatch while I sucked her clit like a baby sucking on a pacifier. Stephanie began humping my face when out of nowhere her body froze. I looked up to see Stephanie's mouth wide open but there wasn't a sound coming from it. Her head was back, her mouth open, her chest out, her hands locked on my shoulders and her thighs locked on my head. Time had apparently stopped and I missed it. What could've only been a few seconds later, Steph returned the world. My face was flooded with her vaginal liquid as her breathing slowly returned to normal. "Oh my God," she panted, "that was intense. I really should return the favor." Steph reached down and unbuttoned my pants and pulled them around my ankles. I slid my thumbs under the waist of my boxers and pulled them down. I stepped out of my boxers and pants and Steph picked them up and tossed them into the corner. I now stood in front of Stephanie naked and fully erect with my 9 inches of cock staring her in the face. She wasted no time in placing my dick in her mouth. Her mouth was so warm and inviting, I knew instantly that I would have to unload in her mouth. Her tongue circled my head and she massaged my balls with her left hand. I thought I was in heaven. She took my dick out of her mouth and sucked my balls gently into her mouth and then did something that no one had ever done before. After removing my balls from her mouth and they were nice and moist, she softly blew on them. The light cool breeze on my sack felt awesome. She put me back in her mouth and continued her oral assault on my prick. I couldn't believe that she was that experienced in the oral arts. The next thing Steph did totally caught me off guard. I felt the head of my dick go into her throat. I looked down and I couldn't see it anymore. A woman knowing how to deepthroat is one thing, but I've never had a woman that could take my entire 9 inches. I was impressed. I began fucking her mouth. The intense heat of her mouth caused my balls to tighten up, I knew an eruption was on the horizon. My thrusts into her face sped up as I got closer. "Oh shit Steph, I'm about to blow," I panted as I put my hands behind her head. Steph intensified her impression of a Hoover as I felt the cum rising up my shaft and into my head when... "Goddamn!!!" Steph's head jerked back as the first blast hit the back of her throat. Spurt after spurt shot from my cock as Steph did the best she could to swallow my entire load. I looked on as my cum escaped from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. Steph smiled up at me and gathered the remaining cum from her chin with her fingers and licked them clean. She then licked the corners of her mouth to make sure she had done the job right. I sat down on the opposite end of the couch and looked at Stephanie's beautiful naked body. "So, do I get back on TV now?" "Not just yet, there's still one more thing that I need to check out. Right now, you've only persuaded me to put you on a few shows, I have an idea in the back of my head that would have you on at least until Triple H gets back." "Oh, you do?" she asked coyly. "I mean, you do wanna be a star, don't you?" "Of course I do." "All right then, I just need to make sure that you're the perfect person for the role." I moved closer to Stephanie on the couch as she propped her head up on the arm of the couch. As she spread her legs wide, I took in her natural beauty. I watched as her breasts rose and fell as she began to breathe deeply. I positioned myself between her succulent thighs as she reached her small hand out and grabbed my throbbing cock. "Let me put it in, please." I almost melted from the childlike innocence in her voice. She slowly guided my prick past her coral lips and into her warm velvet channel. Steph was extremely tight, I immediately started to wonder how long I'd be able to last inside of her. I started rocking my pelvis back and forth slowly. I let Steph adjust to my size before I picked up the pace. As she started to relax a little, I slid more of my pulsating member into her rapidly moistening twat. I began to increased my speed as I gazed down and saw her large tits bouncing back and forth atop her chest. I pushed Steph's legs back so that the top of her thighs were now crushing her enormous mammaries. I bottomed out in her glorious pussy. My balls slapped up against her ass with every thrust while she rubbed her clit at a frantic pace. The office was filled with the sounds of grunting and bodies slapping against each other. Stephanie wrapped her legs around my waist as I reached down and grabbed her hips and slightly raised her body off the couch and into the air. Steph's legs locked around my back at the ankles and her feet gradually pushed me even deeper into her hole. I laid my body down flat onto Stephanie, completely crushing her tits under my chest. Her arms wrapped around my lower back and squeezing my ass. I pulled out of Steph and rolled her over onto her stomach. She propped herself up on the end of the couch and raised her ass high into the air. I slid my cock into her dripping hole and slammed all 9 inches to the hilt in one thrust. As I resumed my attack on Stephanie, I felt like a porn star and started to ham it up for a camera that wasn't there. The whole "fucking the bosses daughter thing" truly had me in a state of euphoria. The sound of bodies slapping, grunts and moans once again bounced off the office walls. Steph slung her upper body skyward and I reached around with my right hand and grabbed a hold of her right tit. I squeezed and massaged it as I continued to pump my shaft in and out of her steamy cunt. Steph slightly turned her upper body giving my mouth access to her delicious nipple. As I sucked on her right nipple I massaged the left tit. "Oh fuck, fuck my pussy baby," Stephanie moaned. I increased my pace. "Yeah baby, fuck this pussy." Steph reached forward and leaned onto a nearby loveseat. She shifted all her weight forward onto the chair. I reached my hands around and grabbed both of her huge tits like they were softballs. My strokes into Stephanie had been short, fast and hard, they were now long, slow and deliberate. The sex between Stephanie and I was now becoming a competition. Who could hold out the longest? Who would be responsible for a majority of the pleasure given? Who was in charge? I decided to take charge by wrapping my arms around Steph's waist and lifting her up into the air. I sat down and lowered her right onto my cock. As I guided her up and down on my dick slowly, she softly caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. The perspiration on our bodies reflected the intensity of our "meeting." Stephanie decided to take charge and began to ride my dick like it was Secretariat in the Kentucky Derby. I grabbed a hold of her hips to keep her steady as she bucked wildly atop my cock. Her left hand shot south and proceeded to fondle my balls. I decided that Steph wasn't gonna run things so I lifted her off of my hard phallus and laid her down on her back and returned to our original position which found me comfortably nestled between her lovely thighs. Her right foot was on the floor while the left one swayed back and forth in the air. With returning to our original position, I also returned to my original stroke methods: hard and fast. Our bodies were drenched in sweat. Our sex session had transformed from casual to primal and animalistic. We were like beast in the wild. There was no thought in what we were doing, it was now all instinct. Steph's glistening breasts bounced back and forth, our breathing was short and rapid, we were both nearing earth shattering orgasms. Stephanie pulled out her last trick, her trump card. Her pussy began to squeeze down on my cock. It felt as if I was being milked. She had finally done it, I could feel a tingle in my balls. "Come on baby, cum for me," Stephanie moaned into my ear. At that moment I felt Steph's velvet channel transform into a velvet vise. I couldn't move my cock. Steph's body tensed up, her back arched and her pussy released a flood that would make the Nile River jealous. Simultaneously my cock erupted deep within Stephanie's sugar walls. Spurt after spurt after spurt shot into Steph's pussy. I couldn't believe that I could cum that much after the blowjob she had given me earlier. I stayed on top of her for about 5 minutes until we feel asleep with my cock still inserted in Stephanie. I awoke about 30 minutes later to find Stephanie sucking on my cock as if it were a popsicle. "Hhhmmm, what's all this for?" I asked with a huge grin on my face. "This is for you getting me back on television." "You know what Steph, I gotta be honest with ya, I already started writing you back into show, I just..." "I know," she cut me off. "Huh?" "I knew you had already put me back in, I just wanted to have a little fun with you, I guess you wanted to do the same." She smiled at me with those beautiful brown eyes. "Well, now what?" I asked. "Well, tonight I'm gonna call some of the girls and let them know how much fun they'll have if they beg you for some extra TV time, but as of right now, I think that you neglected my ass earlier and I think that you should make it up to me right now by putting that blessing you call a prick deep into my anal cavity... To be continued... Chapter 2: Trish Stratus WWF Attitude Ch. 2 If you remember my last story, You know that I am a writer for the World Wrestling Federation. As more and more beautiful women join the company, I have more women to try and please by supplying them with quality characters and getting them some descent TV time. If you are a fan of the WWF, then you already know that there are some "Divas" in the company that get more attention then others. Right now I'd like to tell you about an encounter I had with one of those selected few, her name is Trish Stratus. Over the last year and a half, Trish has easily become one of the biggest WWF superstars in recent history. There hasn't been another blonde bombshell to really take the company by storm like this since Sable. We found Trish working on a popular sports talk TV show in Canada. She was already something of a local celebrity, there were billboards of her advertising a popular bar on almost every street for God's sake. She had been in fitness magazines and was in college when the WWF came knocking. We really lucked out when we were able to outbid WCW to lure Trish into the WWF family. After months of training and taking plenty of bumps and bruises, it was finally time to introduce Trish to the rest of the world. Originally she was the valet for Test and Albert, AKA T&A. Pretty soon the valet began to outshine the wrestling talent so it was time to let Trish do her own thing. When Mr. McMahon told me to make Trish a more visible part of the show, I called her up and told her we should meet so that I could pick her brain a little and see what type of things she would be willing to do. Since we had two live tapings in Madison Square Garden coming up, we decided that it would be best to meet at her hotel room after the taping of RAW. I arrived at her room at about 11:30. I knocked and found that the door was already open. I stepped in quietly. "Trish, Trish, you in here?" There was no answer. I closed the door behind me and heard the electronic lock fasten automatically. I looked around and saw a faint light coming from farther in the room, I followed it. The source of the light was a bedside lamp. I looked around and saw a crack of light glowing from underneath the bathroom door. "Shawn, is that you?" a soft voice called out from the other side of the door. "Yeah." "I'll be out in a minute, make yourself comfortable." She had such a soft, delicate voice. I almost took a seat on the bed but my better judgment prevailed. I took a seat in a chair that was about four feet away from the bed facing the television. I looked around the room and saw a sports bag and a few suitcases next to a desk. I examined my environment a little closer and my eyes locked onto something lying below the window in somewhat of a heap. It was a pair of leather jeans, some stiletto heels, a blouse of some kind and some black, lacy underwear. My eyes were locked on the pile. My mind started to drift and I found myself thinking about what it would be like to have been here to watch her take those articles of clothing off. My fantasizing about Trish's body had such a firm lock on my attention, that I didn't hear Trish when she called my name. "Shawn, Shawn, are you awake?" I snapped back into reality. "Huh, oh, I'm sorry" I said while shaking the cobwebs loose. In my daze, I hadn't looked up at Trish, but when I did my jaw dropped to the floor. "What's wrong Shawn, you don't like it?" "Uh" I couldn't believe it. I'm not a rocket scientist or anything but I know that I'm intelligent enough to come up with a better response than "Uh," at least I thought I was, but it came out again. "I must look like some kind of fucking moron," I thought to myself. Okay, let me explain my dumbfounded state. When I did finally look up and gaze upon Trish's body, the pure shock of her attire caught me completely off guard. My eyes began at her feet which were bare. My scope slowly rose up her body. Her deliciously carved legs were tanned and smooth. Then I saw her fiery red, silk, French cut panties. I continued up her body past her flat tummy and to her peek-a-boo bra clad breasts. My gaze continued north to find a giant smile upon her face. I couldn't believe what I was looking at. She turned around as if to model her ensemble for me. I discovered that her silk panties were more like a silk thong. One thing I knew at that moment was that thongs must have been created for asses like Trish's. She took a seat on the bed as I attempted to regain my composure. "Come here Shawn, sit down next to me," Trish said as she patted her hand down on the bed. My mind began to race, "Is this gonna be Stephanie all over again?" I thought to myself. "Ya know what Shawn, I think I need a spanking." "Huh?" There it was again, another bonehead response. "As a matter of fact, I WANT you to spank me, I've been bad." Okay, that was it, I was pretty sure that this whole thing had to be a dream, but if it was, I was gonna take full advantage of it. "I've been really bad Shawn, you wanna know what I did?" she asked while her eyes pierced into my soul. "Yeah, tell me." "I stole something," she whispered in reply. "What did you steal?" She softly took my hand and placed it on her soft, ample breast. "This, I stole this bra and these panties." As she spoke in such soft and delicate tones, my stiffening tool began to push forward against my boxers. "I really think that you should take them off of me and teach me a lesson." I couldn't believe it, there was no way that this could really be happening. I decided that I'd question it later. "I should repent for my sins." "Well, you know Trish, this doesn't sound too kosher..." yeah yeah, I actually said 'kosher' so sue me, "...but I am a very MORAL kind of guy so I feel it is my duty to teach you a little lesson." Trish propped herself up on her knees to my left and began slowly squeezing down on my thigh. The blood rushed to my cock as it grew long and thick beneath my denim jeans. "It's time for your spanking." Trish laid her body across my lap and I became mesmerized by her tight, round, heart-shaped ass. It was beautiful. My right hand slapped her right cheek, then the left. "Ooohhh yeah, I'm a bad girl," she cooed. As I continued to slap her ass cheeks, my left hand rubbed across her soft, tanned bottom. The texture of her skin was so smooth, it was like drugstore cotton. Trish slid her way down to the floor and kneeled directly in front of me, her hands in my lap, softly stroking my throbbing member through my jeans. "Do you think I learned my lesson?" she asked with pure lust in her eyes. "I'm not sure, exactly what lesson do you want to learn?" Trish pushed my legs open and began to unbuckle my belt. I craned my neck downwards and kissed her fully on the lips. My hands went to her waist as she snaked her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced the Lambada as she continued unfastening my pants. Trish's hands moved from my pants to my jacket as she forced the sleeves down my arms. She pushed my upper body down onto the bed and took charge. Trish pushed my shirt up my chest as I pushed my pants down past my waist. She grabbed my boxers and forcefully snatched them down my legs. I propped myself up on my elbows as my newly freed cock sprang up and pointed towards the sky. Trish immediately engulfed the head into her mouth. The incredible heat from her mouth was fantastic. I looked down as her head bobbed up and down my engorged prick. She used her right hand to rub the underside of my cock, while her left hand softly massaged my balls. She looked me directly in the eyes as my shaft disappeared and then reappeared in her skillfully trained mouth. The unwavering passion in her eyes was amazing. It was as if her one purpose, her only goal in life was to bring me oral pleasure. I closed my eyes for what felt like a minute. When I reopened my eyes, my dick was gone and her nose was buried in my pubic hair. Trish's pace was very slow and deliberate. Her eyes still fixed on mine. Her pace never increased yet the suction of her mouth was like a vacuum that was constantly being turned up. I put my hands on the sides of her face and caressed her cheek bones as she treated me to an expert demonstration of fellatio. She removed her mouth from my manhood and climbed up my body. She greeted my mouth with a deep, wet kiss. Her tongue became entwined with mine. I rolled over on top of her and we continued our intense kissing. We both sat up and I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her large, pert tits fell free from their confinement. They sat up on her chest firm and proud. As our oral embrace continued, I massaged Trish's lovely mammaries as her small hands softly stroked my throbbing endowment. As I stood on my knees on the bed, Trish wrapped her legs around mine. She bent her head down and resumed the oral attention to my prick. I moaned loudly as I received the best blowjob of my life (sorry Stephanie). My hand went to the back of her head as I slowly began to thrust my pelvis towards her face. She took her mouth away from my cock once again. She kept bringing me to the edge of Shangri-la and then backing off. She was driving me wild. I bent down and kissed her yet again. My kiss trailed down from her mouth, to her neck, down to her left breast and then over to the right. I sucked her right tit into mouth. I tried to take as much of it as I possibly could into my mouth. I nibbled on her right nipple softly. It stood out like a pencil eraser. I licked it like it was a lolli pop. I ran my tongue completely over it. I sucked on it like I was a newborn baby. She cradled my head to her chest with her right arm. I kissed my way to the valley between her breasts, and slowly down her stomach. I then kissed from her stomach to her navel and down to the soaked front of her panties. I planted one soft kiss on top of her silk covered mound. My thumbs went under the waistband of her panties and I pulled them past her hips, down her thighs, and off of her feet. Trish stretched her arms above her head as spread her thighs apart. I softly caressed her firm breasts as my head dropped down between Trish's knees. I ran my tongue up and down her slippery slit as her hands covered mine. "Oh yeah, lick that pussy, I've been soooo bad," she moaned. I burrowed my tongue deep inside her womanhood. She was already so wet. Her hands flew back behind her head and she gripped the sheets with all her might. I removed my left hand from her tit and rubbed her clit with it. I removed my right hand from her other tit and placed two fingers deep inside her moistness as my tongue continued to probe her inner walls. Trish's moans now turned to heavy panting. "Oh God, right there, aaahhhh fuck." It was now my turn to take her to the edge of pleasure and hold her there, never letting her cross the line into ecstasy until I decided. I removed my tongue from deep within her and placed it over her clit. I softly sucked it into my mouth. Trish's hands went to my head as she tried to push me deeper inside her. Her ass was rising off the bed as she started humping my face. I rolled Trish over onto all fours and stood up behind her. "I want you to spank me with your big fat cock now," she pleaded. Trish's voice which was once dominant and assertive was now submissive. My cock slid easily into Trish's blonde covered wetness. Once inside, Trish's pussy wasn't too tight or too loose. It felt as if it were custom made just for my dick. With one long hard stroke, I was buried to the hilt in Trish's sweet cunt. I held still for a moment as I savored the sensation of Trish's perfect pussy. I made long, slow strokes into Trish. My hands instinctually went to her waist and I took control of the pace. Trish's face went down into the mattress as her ass went high into the air. "Oh please, please go faster, pleeaasssse!!!" she panted heavily. The box springs squeaked as I pounded Trish's dripping cunt faster and faster. Trish's moans and my grunts grew louder and louder. I hoped that the walls of the hotel room weren't too thin. I leaned forward pressing my chest into Trish's back. I reached up and cupped her beautifully hanging breasts. I kissed Trish on the nape of her neck. I pulled out of Trish's warm pussy and rolled her over onto her back. I reached down and finally pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. I aimed my rock hard phallus at her swollen, coral lips. Before I could slide it into her channel, she grabbed a hold of it and guided me into her warm hole. She wrapped her legs around my back and my chest crushed her tits into her body. I took quick, short jabs into her vaginal orifice. Her hands clamped on to my back and started to dig into my flesh. I extended my arms underneath me and I towered over Trish's exquisite body. I looked down to see her tits bouncing all over her chest. Her hands went from my back to my chest. She rubbed on my pecks and abs as I plowed into her pink furrow. I placed my hands atop her tits, they were violently jiggling in all directions. Trish's moans grew louder and louder as I massaged her sheath with increased speed. "Oh fuck, Shawn, Shawn, aaahhhh!!!" The entire bed was now squeaking and shaking violently. If anyone was in the room adjacent to us, they'd definitely hear the headboard pounding against the wall. I glanced up to see chips of paint coming from the wall where the headboard kept banging into it. I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer. I felt my balls start to tighten. "Shawn, Shawn, I'm about to..." was followed by the ear piercing scream of an orgasm the size of Texas. Her pussy clamped down on my cock like an alligator's jaws on the leg of a drunken hillbilly. Her twat let forth a mighty flow that would dwarf Niagara Falls. Her entire body went rigid as the orgasm surged through her body from head to toe. My strokes were now much slower since I could barely move my prick due to the kung-fu grip she had on me. It only took two more stokes in Trish's now extremely tight hole to trigger my orgasm. My cock exploded like a fucking volcano. I shot my load deep into Trish, my seed splattering against her walls. My orgasm set off a second orgasm in Trish. It wasn't as powerful as her first but my back didn't know that. Her nails dug deep into my back and scratched me up pretty good. As our orgasms faded and our sexual appetites had been sated, we fell asleep in each others arms. Trish woke me the next morning at around 11:45. "Did you sleep well," she asked with a perky grin. "As a matter of fact, I did." "Too bad we didn't get to talk about my new storyline at all," she said with a little puppy dog frown. "Well, actually I think I have a pretty good idea for your character. You are gonna be the Federation's bad girl, you may even get a spanking every now and then." "Thanks, Shawn," she said with a smile reaching from ear to ear. "You know, Stephanie was right about you..." I cut her off, "What did Stephanie say about me?" I asked nervously. "Nothing much really, just that you were really talented ... as a writer I mean," she giggled. To be continued... Chapter 3: Torrie Wilson & Stacy Kiebler WWF Attitude Ch. 3 If you have been paying attention to the WWF lately, you know that the women seem to be upstaging the men on a regular basis. Whether it's Stephanie and Debra involved in a cat fight, Trish and Terri having a wet T-shirt contest or Stacy and Torrie squaring off in an eggnog match. At every turn, the women are stealing the show from the men of the WWF. Stacy and Torrie are two of the Federation's newest rising stars. Torrie is the voluptuous valet of Japanese star Tajiri, while Stacy is the sexy siren that escorts the Dudley Boyz. Both women joined the Federation shortly after the acquisition of WCW. Both have had an immediate impact on the company. Early last year before either of them made their first appearances on WWF TV, they were training with some other WWF stars when I got a phone call from Shane McMahon. "Hey Shawn, it's Shane, how you doing?" he said energetically. "I'm fine Shane, what's going on?" I answered. "I got two girls I need you to write into a few shows. Can you do that for me?" I paused for a minute, all the shows were already crowded with superstar after superstar. How was I gonna squeeze somebody else in, let alone two somebody's? "C'mon Shawn, I'll owe you." I exhaled deeply, "All right Shane," I paused. "I'll do it, but you owe me big time." "No problem, no problem at all. I really appreciate this Shawn." "So, who are these two girls that I'm putting into the show?" I asked curiously. "Torrie Wilson and Stacy Kiebler." "Stacy Kiebler?" I questioned. "I know who Torrie Wilson is but who the hell is Stacy Kiebler?" "Ya know, Stacy. She used to go by the name 'Miss Hancock'" he answered back. "Oh okay, I know who you're talking about. When can I meet with them?" "I'll set it up for tomorrow, thanks again Shawn." "No prob." I hung up the phone and looked at it for about five minutes. "How in the hell am I gonna write them into a show?" I said to myself. I knew that I had to come up with something quick. I'd be pitching my ideas to them the next day. When I arrived the following afternoon at the arena, I saw Torrie and Stacy in the ring working out with Al Snow and Crash Holly. They were each dressed in sweatpants and oversized T-shirts that did absolutely nothing for their amazing bodies. Both of them also had their hair tied up in ponytails. I watched them bounce off the ring ropes and take bumps from afar for about ten minutes when Shane and Stephanie came out from the backstage area. "How you doing Shane?" I greeted as I reached my hand out to him. "Great, just great. I'm a little pumped about the show tonight," he responded excitedly. "And how are you Stephy?" I asked mockingly. "I'm excited about getting back on TV. I never did thank you for that Shawn. I really do appreciate it," she replied with a mischievous wink of her eye. "So, when do I talk to Stacy and Torrie?" "As soon as they get finished in the ring." Shane replied. "Steph said that you could use her locker room so you won't be bothered by anyone while you talk to the girls," Shane continued. I glanced over and Stephanie gave me yet another devilish wink. "All right then," I spoke. "Just tell them that I'll be waiting for them there once they get finished." I headed on back to Stephanie's locker room still not quite sure of how I would write either girl into any of our TV shows. Once I got to Steph's locker room I was in awe of what was before me. It might as well have been an upscale hotel room. Leather couch, loveseat, queen-sized bed, private shower and so on. There really are some serious perks when you're the bosses daughter. About 20 minutes had gone by when I heard a light rapping on the door. "Come in." I looked up and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Torrie had changed into a pair of khaki-colored Capri pants with a canary yellow tank top. Her hair was now in cute pigtails. She looked like a blonde 'Pippi Longstocking.' Stacy, on the other hand, was wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans and a navy blue cutoff top that showcased her perfectly flat stomach. Her hair was still tied back into a ponytail. "Hello ladies," I reached my hand out to each of them, "it's very nice to meet both of you. I've heard very good things from Shane. He believes that both of you have very big careers ahead of you here in the WWF." "We sure hope so," Torrie replied in a bubbly voice. "To be completely honest with you two, it's gonna be a little difficult to write the two of you into any of our shows. We have so many things going on right now, I have no idea of where I could try to squeeze you in." With that remark, both girls looked at each other and then whispered a little something back and forth to each other. I had no idea what they could possibly be thinking of. Then Stacy spoke... "Shawn, are you sure that there's no way that you could pencil us in?" Stacy slowly licked her lips as Torrie's fingers began to slowly outline her large breasts. I immediately thought I was daydreaming. Staying up all night had obviously effected my brain and I was imagining the whole thing. "C'mon Shawn, there has to be a way that the three of us can come up with a way for you to include us into 'RAW' or 'Smackdown!'" Torrie replied as her hand traveled further south and began to pull up on her tank top. Now I really knew that this was a dream. It had to be. My member was gradually growing beneath my khakis. I was ready to bet every dime I had that it was a dream until Stacy walked over to me and planted a deep and steamy kiss upon my lips. That sealed it, this was no dream. Torrie stood and walked towards the door. She locked it and stood behind the couch. As she stood there, Stacy began to undress me. As Stacy rapidly removed my shirt and shoes, Torrie quickly removed Stacy's apparel as well. First was her jeans. I hadn't realized how long and beautiful Stacy's legs were. With her pants now gone, I got a look at her Carolina Blue thong. Her hips were so tiny and slender. Torrie reached around and massaged Stacy's breasts through her cutoff top. "Ooohhh Torrie," Stacy purred, "don't you dare stop." "Maybe we should show Shawn how much we really want to be on TV. Let's show him how far we're willing to go for the WWF," Torrie moaned softly. "You just sit back..." Stacy stated confidently. "...And enjoy the show," Torrie finished. I sat down on the loveseat and did exactly as I was told. Stacy took off her shirt and flung it across the room. Torrie then quickly stripped down to her bra and panties. They both stood in front of the leather couch like something out of a dream. Stacy with her matching baby blue bra and thong and Torrie with a pink thong and a transparent bra. This was easily the sexiest thing that I had ever seen. Two absolutely gorgeous women, half-naked standing before me. Each with their own definitive best asset. Stacy with her long, sensual legs that seem to go on forever and Torrie's large, firm breasts that sit up proudly on her chest. I had no idea of what kind of show they were going to give me. Torrie directed Stacy to sit on the couch. She complied with no hesitation. "Lean back for me sweetie," Torrie ordered. Stacy did as she was told. "Now, I want you to rub your hands all over your body." Stacy lifted her left leg as her hands slowly swept over her humble breasts and toned stomach. "Ya know," Torrie started, "I really like what I see. I'd like to see more." With that said, Stacy crushed her modest breasts against each other and began to slowly lick her lips. "I want to see your tits, show them to me," Torrie said forcefully. Stacy responded by grasping the soft fabric that covered her breasts and pulling it down so that it would rest just beneath them. She then resumed crushing her small breasts into each other and pinching her nipples softly. "Now," Torrie ordered, "tell me how much you like doing that for me." In a soft and angelic voice, Stacy replied, "I like doing this for you. I like touching myself for you. I like turning you on. Does this turn you on?" "Yeah it does, I like watching you do this." "Mmmmm," Stacy cooed. "Now I want you to take your hand and work your way down between your legs." Stacy's hands slowly crept down her stomach, over her navel, past her pelvis and into her powder blue panties. Her left hand quickly clicked her mouse. Stacy's face was a portrait of pure sexuality. Her mouth was open and her eyes were shut as her breasts began to rise and fall at a faster pace as her breathing increased. "Does that feel good down there? You like rubbing your pussy for me? Do you like when I watch you rub your pussy?" "Uh huh," Stacy panted heavily. I couldn't believe this was happening. This was too much for me. I began to slowly massage my hard phallus through my pants. "Pull your panties to the side for me." Stacy complied with Torrie's command. She ran her index and middle finger up and down her rapidly moistening slit faster and faster. There was a small patch of light blonde hair that sat upon Stacy's mound. "Mmmm, I like that. That looks really nice," Torrie purred. "Tell me how much you'd like to feel my tongue in your pussy." "Oh God I'd like to feel your tongue in my pussy," Stacy replied. "I'd really really really like to feel your tongue in my pussy." "Now, take my panties off for me," Torrie ordered. She turned her back to Stacy as she sat up on the couch. Stacy kissed Torrie on the small of her back as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of Torrie's thong. She pulled them down Torrie's tanned legs to the floor. Torrie stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. "Now the bra." Stacy licked from the crevice of Torrie's bottom to the clasp of her bra. Her hands slid up Torrie's thighs to her hips all the way up to her back. Stacy unhooked Torrie's bra and continued to lick her back. Torrie turned around to face Stacy. Stacy reached upward and grabbed the flimsy material that barely covered Torrie's ample breasts. She flung the transparent bra to the floor and sucked Torrie's firm right breast into her mouth, then the left one. Torrie's knees buckled. Stacy removed the large breast from her mouth and stood face to face with Torrie. They gazed into each others eyes and then kissed passionately. Their tongues desperately tried to out do the others.' It was the most erotic scene that I had ever witnessed. Torrie pulled back and broke their kiss. "I want to taste your nipples," she said firmly. "Hold your tits up for me." Stacy squeezed her breasts together as Torrie bent her head downward. She softly took Stacy's left nipple into her mouth. She gently nibbled on Stacy's pink nipple which stood out proud and erect. Stacy moaned loudly as Torrie's tongue circled her nipple. Torrie then turned her focus to Stacy's right breast. She playfully went back and forth from Stacy's right breast to her left breast. "Oh God," Stacy moaned, "that feels so fucking good." "Turn around for me." Stacy did as she was told. Torrie bent down right behind Stacy. She grabbed the waistband of Stacy's panties and pulled them down. Stacy stepped out of them and spread her legs slightly. "Bend down for me, I wanna get a better look at your pussy," Torrie commanded. Stacy bent over on the couch. Her dripping hole was only inches from Torrie's face. Torrie leaned in and kissed Stacy's right cheek, and then the left. "Stop teasing me," Stacy pleaded. Torrie ran her left hand up and down Stacy's moist coral lips. Stacy began to thrust her body back toward Torrie's hand. "It's not my hand that you wanna feel is it?" Torrie asked, "It's my tongue isn't it? Tell me, tell me that you wanna feel my tongue." "God I need your tongue, I need it now." "Tell me how much, tell me now!" "Mmmmmm, I need it, I need it now, I need it really really bad!" Torrie began licking up and down Stacy's slit as her hand explored Stacy's tight rear entrance. Stacy moaned in pleasure as Torrie's tongue plunged deeper and deeper into her womanhood. Torrie paused as she rolled Stacy over and pushed her legs back. Torrie continued her oral attack on Stacy's velvet channel as her hand continuously stimulated Stacy's clit. As Torrie sped up, Stacy began to grind her pelvis against Torrie's beautiful face. Stacy's moans grew louder and louder as Torrie's tongue worked faster and faster. Torrie buried two fingers into Stacy's dripping cunt as her tongue went to work on her exposed clit. Stacy's panting simultaneously got faster along with Torrie's strokes into her warm pussy. Torrie double-clicked Stacy's mouse mercilessly as Stacy's hands grabbed Torrie's head and tried to force it deeper inside her. "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fuckin' cum!" Stacy yelled out between moans filled with passion and lust. "Cum for me baby, cum for me!" Torrie said between licks of Stacy's clit. "Aaahhhh, oh shit!" Stacy yelled out. Stacy's body rose up from off the couch as she experienced a body shuttering orgasm. "You came all over my fingers," Torrie giggled. She removed her fingers from within Stacy and licked the middle finger clean. She then got up from between Stacy's legs and placed her index finger in Stacy's mouth. "That tastes good doesn't it?" Torrie asked. "Mmmm Hhhmmm," Stacy replied, "real good. Can I taste you now?" The two beautiful women switched places on the couch and now Torrie laid on her back as Stacy stood above her. "I may not be as nice to you as you were to me," Stacy told Torrie. "That's all right, maybe I don't want you to be." With that said, Stacy's mouth went straight for Torrie's ample breasts. First the right one which she sucked on gently, then the left. Stacy bit down on Torrie's left nipple which shocked her and caused her to jump. She then giggled as Stacy continued this practice on each of her large breasts. Stacy slid down Torrie's body to find a lightly shaved pussy moist with excitement. Stacy kissed all over Torrie's inner thighs but kept skipping over Torrie's steaming cunt. "You better not tease me," Torrie stated helplessly. "Oh really, and why is that? I'm in charge now," Stacy said firmly. "I make the rules now." Instantly Stacy's mouth covered Torrie's hot snatch. As she sucked Torrie's swollen lips into her mouth, she spanked her tight ass. Torrie's eyes slammed shut as her breathing became short and rapid. "OOOoohhh, I want more!!!" Torrie cooed. "You want more?" "Yeah, give me more," Torrie pleaded. "I want more of that tongue." Stacy continued her attack of Torrie's pussy. As Stacy licked faster, the pitch of Torrie's moans got higher. Torrie's thighs began to squeeze down on Stacy's head as her tongue went faster and faster. Torrie opened her eyes to see Stacy staring her right in the face as she attempted to bring the buxom blonde over the edge. "Do you wanna cum, you wanna cum all over my tongue and in my mouth?" Stacy asked. Torrie couldn't answer the question with her panting getting so heavy. Torrie's body suddenly began to shake uncontrollably. Stacy continued to lick away at hole while she now rubbed her clit at a furious pace. Torrie's body shook and thrashed around all over the couch. She grabbed Stacy's head and thrust her crotch into her face. She uncontrollably fucked Stacy's face as her orgasm totally took charge of her body. Stacy licked Torrie's pussy slowly as she gradually came down from her orgasm. I watched on from the loveseat in total amazement. These two fantastic women just gave each other what looked like the best orgasms of their life. I figured that the show had come to an end until Stacy walked over to me. She never said a word, she just removed what little clothing still remained on my body and casually dropped down to her knees. She took my now throbbing cock into her hand and slowly licked every inch of it. She licked up and down each side of it, underneath, around the head, up and down each individual vein. She was very methodical in her technique. She then slowly eased the head into her mouth. She sucked on it in the same manner that she licked it, very slowly and deliberately. Her eyes were open the entire time. Those innocent eyes staring up at me as she slowly sucked my cock. Suddenly her pace began to quicken. Her tiny hand stroked my endowment as her mouth moved up and down faster and faster and the pressure from her mouth intensified. I felt a very familiar sensation as my balls began to tighten. "OH shit Stacy, I'm about to..." was all that I muster as I shot my load. The first blast hit the back of Stacy's throat causing her to jump. The second, third and fourth all went down a lot easier. It felt like I just kept on cumming. I couldn't believe that I shot that much. I guess it was the build up from watching them take care of each other before Stacy got to me. Stacy continued to suck my dick until there was nothing left. She took every single drop of protein I had to give. "Okay Stace, you've had him for long enough, it's my turn now," Torrie called out. She was now lying on the queen-sized bed in the back corner of Stephy's locker room. "It my turn to get to play with that thing so get your ass over here." I didn't have to be asked twice so I quickly made my way over to the bed, my flaccid cock swaying back and forth. Once I reached the bed, Torrie didn't say a word, she just threw me down onto the bed and began licking my cock. Within seconds I was ready for my next tour of duty. Torrie was much more aggressive with my member than Stacy had been. Torrie Quickly straddled my cock and impaled herself on me. She immediately began riding my dick like it was an electrical bull. We matched each others' thrusts intensely. I gripped her ass as her huge breasts bounced in my face and my balls slapped up against her bottom. The tightness of her pussy was amazing. My dick fell out of her as she stood over me to reposition herself. She lowered herself back down onto my prick with her back against my chest and her tits pointing up towards the ceiling. We immediately found the pace that we were performing at before changing positions. The sound of Torrie's moaning and our bodies slapping against each other was bouncing off the walls. "Oh yeah, yeah," Torrie screamed. "Give me that big cock!" I looked off to the right and saw Stacy sitting in the loveseat fingering herself. Her eyes fixed on Torrie and I. I motioned to her to come on over and join us. As Torrie continued to ride me, Stacy walked over to the side of the bed. "All right Torrie, it's my turn, move over." I pulled out of Torrie and Stacy climbed onto the bed. Stacy laid down on her stomach and spread her legs wide as Torrie moved in closer to get a ringside view. My cock slid easily into Stacy's well lubricated cunt. I pistoned my shaft into her pussy at the same rate of speed that I had just previously used with Torrie. Stacy pushed her upper body off the bed with her elbows so I instinctually reached around and grabbed her small breasts, one in each hand, and massaged them as I furrowed her pussy. "Give it to me rough baby, I want it rough!" When I heard that, I increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts into Stacy. The entire bed started to shake violently and the headboard kept making a numbing 'THUD' against the concrete wall. I grabbed a handful of Stacy's hair and pulled her head back as I pounded away at her hole. Her hands stretched out and gripped the bed. Torrie slapped me on my ass as I pounded into Stacy harder and harder. I pulled out of Stacy and rolled her over onto her back. I put her left leg over my shoulder as I returned my meat to her dripping snatch. As I resumed to pound away at her tight pussy, her moans began to bounce off the walls as Torrie's had previously. Her small breasts bounced back and forth as I continued to fuck her like an animal. WWF Attitude Ch. 3 "Okay, times up," Torrie shouted. "It's my turn again." I pulled out of Stacy and Torrie positioned herself on all four in front of me. "Give it to me big boy." I returned my phallus to Torrie's waiting beaver and changed my strokes. Now instead of short, quick jabs, I took long, slow, deliberate strokes. As I continued to bury my cock to hilt, Stacy crawled under Torrie and I and began to lick my dick as it entered Torrie's pussy. Torrie pushed her ass back to meet my thrusts. Stacy got up and went to the other side of the room and came back with a bottle of some kind. It turned out that it was anal lube. "Torrie likes it in her ass even more than she likes it in her pussy," Stacy said with a grin. As I continued to work Torrie's cunt, Stacy lubed up her ass. "Hurry up and put it in my ass," Torrie pleaded. I did exactly as I was told. I slowly pushed the head in past her anal ring, and she slowly took more and more of me into her bowels. As I looked down, I saw more and more of my prick disappear into Torrie's ass. Once I was fully inserted, I slowly pumped my shaft in and out of her anal cavity. Stacy positioned her head underneath Torrie and began to lick her pussy as I stroked in and out of her ass. We began to build a nice rhythm when I heard... "Oh shit, y'all are about to make me..." was all she could get out. Torrie let loose an ear piercing scream that could attract dogs from ten miles away. At the same time, I felt my own orgasm rising from the base of my shaft moving forward at the speed of light. "I'm about to cum too! "I screamed out. Stacy quickly removed her mouth from Torrie's pussy and said, "Give it to me Shawn!" I did exactly what the lady asked and pulled my dick from Torrie's ass and placed it in Stacy's mouth. She sucked on it feverishly to get my man juice when... "Oh fuck!!!" I exploded in Stacy's mouth. I was shocked that I could shoot that much after I had already cum so much earlier. Stacy didn't swallow all of my cum. She held it in her mouth and shared it with Torrie. They drank my cum and then we all collapsed on the huge bed there in Stephanie's locker room. The following week Torrie made her debut on 'RAW' by embarrassing Mr. McMahon in front of his wife, and two weeks later on 'Smackdown!,' Stacy made her debut by distracting a ref during a Raven match in her hometown. I guess I really was able to fit Stacy and Torrie into a couple of Federation shows, I just needed the right kind of inspiration. To Be Continued... Next Chapter: Lita WWF Attitude Ch. 4 The WWF has recently been pretty busy. Ric Flair is CO-owner, Mr. McMahon is delusional, Triple H and Stephanie are having marital woes and so on. We have also just released the results of our match of the year, superstar of the year, and the two most coveted honors, Internet Babe of the Year and Diva of the Year. Our Diva of the year is the lovely, energetic, high flying femme fatale of Team X-Treme, Lita. If you remember, Lita made her debut as a wrestler when she accompanied Essa Rios to the ring. Any of you die hard Lita fans might recognize her as one of the Godfather's former 'hos.' She also spent some time as Miss Congeniality and Angelica in ECW and other independent wrestling companies. It took a little while to find the right situation for Lita, but after months of one on one meetings and strategy sessions, she is now one of the most popular figures in Sports Entertainment today. One of those most memorable meeting took place a few months before she was introduced to the world. I was busy working on angles for Hardcore and Crash Holly when there was a light knocking at the door of my office. It was our now former head writer Vince Russo with Essa Rios, Matt and Jeff Hardy and a dark-blonde hair colored Lita. Vince informed me that the four of them would be involved in a few TV shows and that we needed an angle for them that would be buyable. He said that he'd take care of the Holly's storyline (that's why everyone has forgotten about them now). "Okay, let's see what we have here," I stated as I glanced over the new talent that stood before me. "Essa, I understand that you have training in the Luche Libre style of wrestling, right?" "Yes, I do Mr...." I cut him off immediately. "Please, all of you, just call me Shawn." Everyone nodded and replied in agreement that from that point on, I was just plain old Shawn. "Okay Essa, I think that you and Amy (Lita's real name) would make a pretty good pairing," I said as I rose from my seat and began to slowly walk around my office. "Since you trained with her in Mexico and have worked with her for so long, it would be a good idea if you two started out together. Having someone you're familiar with helps relax you in the ring and eventually you'll get more and more comfortable there." Essa and Amy nodded in silence as I continued to brainstorm. "Matt and Jeff, the two of you are going to be the shot of adrenaline that the Federation is looking for right now." Matt cleared his throat and spoke, "Uh Shawn, what do you mean?" "Well," I inhaled deeply before continuing, "when I look at the two of you, I see a mix of high flying stunts, unbelievable improvisation, and high energy that will keep WWF fans on the edge of their seats." "Sounds like a plan to me," Jeff chimed in as huge smiles grew on his and Matt's faces as they began to form mental pictures of the preliminary blueprint I had laid out for them. "Alright now Amy," I paused as I looked over her well proportioned body, "has Russo given you a name yet?" "No, he said that he was gonna leave that to you." Just great, along with him sticking me with storylines for four wrestlers, I also had to name one of them. I walked back to my desk and sat on the front left corner. "Okay, we'll figure out a name for you later. That's not important right now anyway. What IS important is that we have a few house shows coming up pretty soon in North Carolina, at that time you will officially go on the road with the company." The young wrestlers began to smile and grin as I informed them they were going on the road. "Now you have to understand, you will be doing your own driving, and once you start going on the road, you'll be away from home anywhere from 150 to 200 days a year. If you're serious about wrestling, you will have to make some sacrifices." I handed each of them an itinerary of where they would be going and how long they'd be staying in each city. They all glowed as they began to slowly realize that they were on the road to possibly becoming WWF superstars. "Along with you joining the federation at our stop in North Carolina, I'm going to travel with you for a few days. I need to get a sense of what kind of characters each of you can play and decide where you'll be most useful in the company. Now, if there aren't any questions, I'll be seeing all of you in about three weeks." With that, all four energetically walked out of my office excitedly awaiting the upcoming weeks. As I returned to my desk, my door opened slightly as Amy's head timidly peeked into my office. "Yes." "Um, I was wondering if I could talk to you in private for a minute," her voice slightly quivering as her dainty hand clutched the doorknob. "Yeah sure, what's the problem?" I asked as I reclined in my chair. "Well, it's like this," she closed the door behind her and I heard the familiar click of the lock, "I want to be a WWF superstar more than you know." My mind began to race as this alluring woman with exotic hazel eyes and a bold dragon tattoo on her right shoulder walked right up to me with a very determined and self-assured look on her face. "To be honest Amy, there are millions of people out there who want to be WWF superstars, only a select few actually make it," I replied while clearing my throat and wiping my brow. She now stood directly in front of me, behind my desk. "But none of those millions of people are willing to work for the opportunity to be a star like I am." With that remark, Amy hopped onto the edge of my desk and placed her feet on the armrest of my chair. This usually would get my blood flowing, but with her wearing a pair of somewhat baggy blue jeans, I couldn't really get a nice view of her sex. "I really like the ideas you came up with for the guys, but I don't want to end up like a Miss Elizabeth or a Debra." She leaned forward. Her face was inches from mine. "I mean don't get me wrong or anything, they were great at what they did, but I don't want to be known as a glorified valet for my entire career." The sexual tension in the room was getting thick. My member was rapidly growing as the blood in my veins pumped faster and faster. My eyes fluttered as I inhaled deeply. Amy reached forward and forcefully grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me to my feet. My crotch was directly against Amy's as she wrapped her legs around my waist. My tool was painfully pushing at the front of my slacks as Amy leaned forward and placed a light, delicate kiss upon my lips. A very surprising kiss after her show of aggressiveness and dominance up to that point. "I'm looking forward to talking with you about my character when you get to North Carolina," she said lightly. "I'll see you in a few weeks." Amy then gave me a slight squeeze on my ass and calmly walked out of my office. I dropped down into my chair. I sat at my desk with a raging hard on, in utter confusion and complete shock. "What the fuck just happened?" I asked myself out loud. I couldn't believe what just took place. I was supposed to be the big time writer. I help create stars and make legends and I just got played by what I thought was an innocent young wrestler looking for her big break. I figured right then and there that Amy would be a real handful. Fast forwarding about 20 days later, I caught up with Amy, Essa, Matt and Jeff in Wilmington. They were in a local gym working out with Christian, Crash and Ivory. Amy had dyed her hair. The once dark-blonde dominatrix was now a fiery red head. We had a big TV taping coming up in a few days in Raleigh so this would give them a chance to see how things worked when you entered the majors. This trip would give me enough time to talk with the young talent about what kind of things they might like to do. My talk with Essa was pretty simple, we'd showcase his talents in the light heavyweight division. Conversations with Matt and Jeff showed me that they were destined for stardom, they would be huge stars in the federation in no time. Amy was a different matter all together. It was going to be difficult trying to find the right spin for her still unnamed character, and after our brief encounter in my office a little under a month ago, I was having trouble concentrating on writing her into a storyline. After remembering the kiss we shared, I was more interested in discovering what the rest of her tasted like. I didn't get an opportunity to really talk to Amy one on one until the day that we were set to leave Wilmington. Amy and I decided that we would ride together in my car so that I could pick her brain a little and see what kind of things she had in mind for her character. Essa and the others were out ahead of us in another car. Amy insisted that she drive since she had recently moved to North Carolina and would be a lot better at handling the directions. I didn't argue with her about it. As we rode along, I was impressed with the knowledge Amy already had for the business. She had a ton of notebooks full of ideas that she jotted down at random about wrestling moves, angles, characters and so on. She was very intelligent when it came to professional wrestling. "So Amy, why did you dye your hair?" I asked while looking over some of her notes. "Well," inhaling deeply, "I didn't want to get typecast as a 'Blonde Bombshell,'" she replied with finger quotes. "There are already enough blondes in sports entertainment, Debra, Tori, Torrie Wilson, Miss Hancock, Terri, and Tammy Lynn Sytch, and the biggest recent female star was Sable. I figured that dying my hair would set me apart from the pack." "You know, that actually was a pretty good idea. It may even help me in my quest to come up with a name for you." As the sun slowly fell from the sky, Amy suddenly pulled the car off to the side of the road and stopped. "What's up?" I asked her with a quizzical expression on my face. "I need to stretch my legs for a minute," she answered while yawning. "Why don't we go check that area out?" She pointed to what looked like a small clearing amongst all the trees that surrounded the picturesque North Carolina countryside. We agreed that a little walking wouldn't hurt and it would help wake us up for the rest of the drive still ahead of us. As we pushed our way through the shrubs we found a beautiful clearing and a small stream. We both stopped and just took in the sights and sounds of this peaceful and secluded Shangri-La. Amy was the first to break the silence. "You know Shawn, you've been really good about not bringing up what happened back at your office, why?" she asked me with that familiar confidence in her voice. "I kinda figured that was a one time thing and that it was over, so I dropped it." Amy stepped directly in front of me and looked me dead in my eyes, "You know for a writer, you're a terrible liar." She had me there. Even though she had caught me off guard, that was still a horrible lie. "Now be honest Shawn, you've been thinking about what could have, or maybe should have happened when I came back to your office, haven't you?" Her confidence was now joined by a touch of arrogance, and I liked it. "You seem to be pretty sure of yourself don't you?" I questioned with a little more confidence in my own voice. "That'll help you a lot in this business." "Well, to be honest with you, the only thing I want to help myself to right now is..." Her eyes trailed down to the huge bulge in my jeans. I exhaled deeply as her hand went down to my crotch. "I really feel bad about leaving you with one of these," she slowly massaged my package through my pants. "So I wanna make it up to you by helping release some of this built up pressure." I reached my right hand upward and grabbed her left breast. I couldn't believe how soft it was. I was also surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. She took a step back and reached down and pulled her Triple H T-shirt up past her stomach, ample breasts, and over her head. She nonchalantly dropped it on the ground where it landed next to a few dandelions. Without hesitation or coercion she then unfastened her denim shorts and pushed them down her shapely legs and off her feet. I was greeted with yet another surprise from Amy, she was without any underwear. The small patch of her blonde pubic hair appeared brown because it was wet. As she stood before me, I admired her flawless form. She began to perform a seductive dance for me as I stared in awe of her natural beauty. I looked on as she worked her gorgeous little body. I was hypnotized as her firm breasts bounced slightly and her youthfully tight ass swayed sensually from side to side. This was indeed a heavenly figure. Her luscious curves were only accented by the bending of her body. I decided that it was time that I joined in the party and got undressed myself. I quickly tore my shirt off and forced my jeans and boxers to the ground in a few short motions. I kicked my pants off my feet and was ready for action. Amy's sweet lips pressed gently against mine as we continued our kiss that started some 20 days earlier. Her tongue gently pushed between my lips. My tongue found it's way to her warm mouth and our tongues proceeded to dance together in passion. We each pulled back and broke the kiss in unison. As her eyes opened, I still found that great confidence she had displayed before, but now it was partnered with an animalistic lust. Amy's right arm went around my waist as I placed both of my hands on her hips and gently laid her covergirl body down onto the earth. Amy's right hand went underneath her neck to support her head as she massaged her vivacious breasts with her left hand. She began to softly tweak her elongated nipples that stood up proud in the cool late afternoon breeze. I positioned my head directly between her succulent thighs. Not wanting to waste any time, I greedily sucked her already swollen pussy lips into mouth. Her left leg instinctually went up into the air giving me more access to the true essence of her womanhood. Her left hand quickly left her erect nipples and began to softly rub the back of my head. Her back began to arch as her lungs spurted a gentle moan. Her right hand came down and softly caressed the side of my face as I plunged my tongue deep into her loins. I hungrily lapped at her cunt like a kitten lapping up a saucer of milk. I felt my level of excitement rise. I was actually in total control of this woman who prided herself at always being in charge of any and every situation she found herself in. She started to rock her hips slowly back and forth and before I knew it, she was humping my face at an alarming rate of speed. Her moaning grew louder and louder as my tongue burrowed deeper and deeper with her honeypot. I replaced my tongue with my middle and index fingers while my mouth found a new target, her swollen, exposed clit. I carefully wrapped my lips around her sex button and slowly sucked it into my mouth. Her chest heaved up and down as she began to pant heavily. Her breasts rose and fell dramatically with each breath she took. Amy's legs suddenly began to squeeze down on either side of my head, I knew she was close. I increased the pressure on her clit and the speed of my fingers in her now dripping channel. My eyes rose up to see that Amy's eyes were partially shut and her mouth was hung open. I knew that she was right on the edge. I flicked my tongue back and forth across her oh so sensitive button until... "OOOHHHHH SSSHHH" She couldn't even get the last syllable out of her mouth as her body lurched with pleasure. Her body thrashed around uncontrollably. A sense of pride came over me, knowing that her pleasure, her moans, her violent convulsions and her loss of breath all came from me. I was the individual in control of the situation. I quickly licked at her pussy happily and drank in her lust. I knew that it was my tongue that had filled her body with such bliss and ecstasy. As her orgasm subsided, she looked up at me with a combination of gratitude and passion. I rose to my knees as my rigid phallus softly pulsated in the brisk Carolina air. Amy sat up and looked directly at it as if it were a cobra. Her eyes began to follow every vein as if it were a three dimensional road map. She became hypnotized by it's sexual power. Amy gently leaned in and kissed the head of my cock. When she drew her head back, a small string of pre-cum was connected to her lips. The strand snapped and the residual semen landed on her chin. She looked me in the eyes as she seductively gathered it on her finger, placed it in her mouth and sucked it clean. Her eyes went back to my member as her tongue ran the length of my cock. Her tongue gently flicked the underside of my manhood. She brought her mouth back to the head and her lips slowly parted as my cock was soon within her sweet mouth. Her right hand rapidly stroked my tool as her tongue encircled my head. Amy's oral exploits were very similar to her business practices, determined and self assured. She eagerly took more and more of my prick into her mouth. I put my hand behind her head and gradually pushed more of myself into her mouth. At the rate that she was going, I was gonna blow in any minute. I felt my balls begin to boil. I knew exactly what that meant. "Amy," I panted in short, quick breaths, "I'm about to cum!" With that said, Amy took my entire rod into her mouth. I felt the head of my prick hit the back of her throat. My head fell back as I felt my seed rising from my balls through my shaft at 99 mph. "FUCK!!!" I shot a load into her mouth that could impregnate the entire female population of New York City. Some of my protein filled bodily fluid spilled out of her mouth and down onto her breasts. She tried to swallow it all down but it kept coming too fast for her to digest. I had never shot that much before in my life. Amy gathered up all the leftover cum from around her mouth, on her chin, on her breasts and on her stomach and greedily sucked it from her hand and fingers. "Sperm is a terrible thing to waste," she said with a giggle. Amy ran her tongue up and down the underside of my cock, instantly bringing me back to life. She then pushed me onto my back with my cock pointing directly at my chin. She wrapped her small, dainty hands around my endowment and aimed it at her secret pleasure. My cockhead connected with her soft coral lips. She slowly lowered herself down onto my pole. Inch by inch, I gradually filled her velvet womb. She methodically bucked her hips up and down on my cock. I felt Amy's ass bouncing on my balls. With every one of her down strokes, the tip of my cock slammed into her G-Spot. As my prick sank deeper into her glorious cunt, the tighter her grip became. Amy moaned and panted as our pelvises thrust together. As her pussy gradually produced more lubricant, it began to glide over my cock much easier and faster. I reached up and took one of her gorgeous mounds of flesh in each hand as they bounced on her chest. Her panting was now coming in gasps, as her body bounced faster and faster atop my tool. Her panting had now transformed into a breathless scream. Her mouth was wide open but the volume was apparently on mute. Her body shook violently as waves of pleasure ripped through her inner loins. Her pussy erupted on my cock. Her vaginal juices flowed like a river, running down my balls and the crack of my ass. I wasn't finished just yet so I rolled Amy over onto her back and began pistoning my dick into her for all I was worth. She had come down a little from her orgasm and began thrusting her body up at me as I slammed my meat into her hot cunt. The passion between myself and this redheaded vixen was indescribable. I took quick, short jabs into her cunt as she wrapped her legs around me and tried pushing me even deeper into her with her heels. I knew that I couldn't take much more of this. I felt my balls tighten. My strokes got faster as I approached the brink of absolute pleasure. Suddenly without warning, her pussy tightened it's grip once again. I couldn't believe that she was cumming again this soon. A rip tide of ecstasy shot the length of her body. WWF Attitude Ch. 4 "AHHHH, SHHAAWNNN!" A loud, passionate squeal escaped from her lips. She was enveloped in bliss. The tightened state of her channel sent me over the edge and into my own orgasm. "OH GOD!!" I pumped ounce after ounce of my spunk deep inside her lusciousness. My entire internal source of bodily fluids had been released and splattered against her inner walls. My hot cum filled her to the brim. The sense of enlightenment I felt was indescribable. We both laid there for about 15 minutes catching our breath and letting our orgasms subside. Afterwards, Amy barely had enough strength to get dressed. I carried her to the car and laid her down across the back-seat so that she could rest. I finished the drive to Raleigh and stayed in Amy's hotel room with her for the entire three days that we were there. I finally did come up with a name for Amy, it actually was a surprise to her. She didn't know her name until she saw the tape of her and Essa Rios on 'RAW.' I decided on Lita because just like her, it's exotic, strong, sexy, and most importantly, it just feels right. To Be Continued... Chapter 5: Stephanie and Jacqueline