0 comments/ 26135 views/ 4 favorites Hurricane's Super Villain Ch. 01 By: kitkat_182 I had just been hired as a WWE Diva and was to play the Hurricane's evil nemesis, Fyre. She sort of reminds me of a flashier Catwoman. My outfit was to be a fire-print tube top underneath a fishnet long sleeve shirt. Leather pants with fire print around the legs. Red contacts, and black hair with bright red streaks. She wears a mask much like Catwoman's purple one. Only red, with fire on the sides of it. Of course, a black cape with fire print at the bottom. Fyre was everything I envisioned her to be. Sexy, gothic, and a super villain! No one would know who the Hurricane's evil nemesis was, as they never heard her voice, just notes leading to her whereabouts. My personal favourite part of the story line was the sexual tensions, gee, I wonder why? All the girls treated me as one of them from day one. I learned a lot from Victoria and Trish Stratus in particular. I did a couple weeks of house shows, and dark matches just to get the feel and rush of actually wrestling in front of a crowd. Of course I didn't wrestle in my costume since we didn't want anyone to know who I was.... Soon enough, Hurricane receives his first black envelope while seen going through his belongings. He reads it: "If it's an evil doer you do seek, look for one with mountain peaks. This may not be who you think, use your mind and make the link." He pauses and continues "Whassup wit dat?!" As he rushes out of his locker room into the hallway. A match between Test and Chris Jericho takes place. After the break, Hurricane comes to the ring. He reads the note aloud again. "I call anyone with 'mountain peaks' back there to come out here and face me man to man. Who else comes out but Scott Steiner. Hurricane accuses him of writing the note and asks why he is turning to evil. Steiner declines the accusations and says it must be someone else because he didn't write the little love letter to the Hurricane. Steiner leaves the stage, and Hurricane demands someone else comes out. Jackie comes out from behind the curtain and says she obviously has the biggest puppies in the WWE. No argument there. However, why would she do evil when she's perfectly content kicking Victoria's ass? No contest. Jackie goes backstage and leaves Hurricane in the ring. Hurricane talks to the fans for a moment about how he is getting frustrated when the lights dim. A flash of fire comes up on the Titan Tron. Another note is shown. Hurricane leaves the stage and returns to the back. After the promo, when he comes back stage. I'm standing there with a huge smile on my face and open arms. Hurricane and I hug and talk about how well received it was and how it's gonna play out to be a really good story line. We return to our dressing rooms. 2 more weeks of this note giving and promos go on. You can tell the fans are dying to know who it is, they think it's a man since I haven't been showing myself or talking or anything. Finally the big day comes. It's Unforgiven and the previous week's note said he would find out who I am at the PPV, and I have intentions. The intentions remained unknown. Hurricane is visibly worried as he comes down to the ring. His eyes scan the crowd left and right like that of a mouse looking for predators. As he is wrestling, his mind is obviously not on Christian, his opponent. The two men wrestle for about 4 minutes, and they knock each other out. Both are laying prone in the ring when the place goes dark. I jump out from my spot under the ring, slide in and kneel, straddling Hurricane's prone body. The lights come back up and the crowd seems in shock, some think a woman has jumped out of the audience. However, I have a mic in hand. I lift the mic to my lips and speak, "Hurricane, how silly of you to automatically think I'm a man. Super villains can be female too." I drag a fingernail down the part of his cheek that is exposed. His prone body moves a little and his head moves to the side. The crowd goes crazy as I lean over and press my lips to his, making sure to get black and red lipstick on him before getting up. Christian is seen rolling around a little, and the kiss seemed to have revived the Hurricane. He wipes his lips, looks at his hand a little confused, and looks up at me, eyes wide. Christian gets up and lunges at the Hurricane. I step back, out of the ring and watch in satisfaction as the dazed Hurricane gets beaten by Christian. I grab his cape, jump back in and wrap it around his neck. I pull tight on it and strangle him as the ref rings the bell. After a minute I let go, and tug his head to the ring, knocking him over. I stride out of the ring grinning like a witch as I walk up the ramp. Two weeks of my harassing the Hurricane pass, interfering, causing him to lose, and confusing him with my coming onto him. At the RAW before the PPV, No Mercy, I definitely took No Mercy on him. I ran into the ring from the audience, and whacked him from behind. He stumbled over onto his knees and I proceeded to kick him until he was laying down and was dazed. He grabbed my leg knocking me down and easily overtaking me. He stood up, pulled me up and grabbed me by the arms. He looked into my eyes and screamed "Vertebreaker!!" Loud enough for the first dozen or so rows to hear. They cheered. I panicked, then threw myself at him, pressing my lips to his again. Before he pulled me away, I parted his lips with my tongue. He looked surprised at my sudden move, then gave in. I got a little confused myself, since his giving in wasn't supposed to happen until No Mercy. I went with it though, the moment I felt his tongue graze across mine I was in another world. He moved his hands from my arms to my waist, pulling me strongly against his body. I felt his hands creep down and grasp my ass, pulling my hips into his as our tongues darted about each other. Unfortunately, the moment had to end. I slapped him when my hand was free and ran from the ring, onto the stage laughing at my crafty 'getaway plan'. Hurricane, once he regained his bearing, followed in pursuit of his feminine foe. Vince was not at all upset with our carrying ahead of the story. "That was well received," he said to us. "Maybe at No Mercy we can take it to another level backstage. That's what I was planning to do, but now that it is drawn out over 2 nights it is much more interesting." We thanked him, and headed for our locker rooms. I was still in my wrestling garb when there was a knock at the door. It was Shane, still in his complete outfit. "Yeah?" I asked. He shut the door behind him. "I'm sorry about what happened out there... It just sort of, well, happened." "Don't worry about it." I replied. I tried not to make eye contact because I know he would sense it. I noticed him bite his lip. And stood in front of him. "What?" He grabbed my shoulders and pressed me into the wall, immediately following, his lips pressed hard into mine. I was shocked for a moment, then regained my composure and pressed my lips into his. He kept me nailed to the wall with his hands as his body pushed into mine. I moaned into his mouth as he parted my lips and probed my mouth with his tongue. I was about to do the same to him when he broke the kiss and started licking down my neck. Moaning in response, I ran my fingertips down Hurricane's spine. He began sucking on my neck and lifted my mask off, and I did the same to him. Shane backed up a little, lifting off my fishnet shirt and then moved his tongue to my chest, licking the cleavage. I moaned, and pulled him up as my mouth went to his neck and started licking down. My hands moved up his body and unhooked his cape, letting it fall to the floor. As I kissed his neck, my hands went up his shirt, pulling it up. I moved back to pull it over his head then pressed my lips to his again. We shared a passionate kiss as my hands explored his chest, and as his hands explored mine. He tugged off my tube top and pulled me against him. Shane grinned at me and pushed me back against the wall as I moaned. He let his hands rub down my shoulders, to my breasts. His hands rubbed each one and his fingers carefully flicked my nipples. Looking down, I spotted his dick hardening in his wrestling tights. Once again, Shane kissed me. More lustfully this time, his tongue darted around in my mouth as mine did the same in his. He massaged my breasts while I rubbed my fingers down his spine. He broke off the kiss "I know it's only acting, but I really have been lusting for you." Between moans I replied "Same here, but I really do like yo— Ahhhh god..." Before I could finish speaking I felt his hands rubbing between my legs. Between moans, I kissed Shane's neck and lips. I felt his hands searching for the zipper to my pants and I guided his hands to the back. He unzipped my pants and tugged the tight-fitting leather off of my legs. He gazed at me with lustful eyes, and I became a little flushed, realizing I was standing in front of him with only my panties on. Shane gazed at me for a minute before saying "Where are my manners?" With a slight grin, "I'm basically clothed and you're almost in the nude!" He took off his boots and slipped his kneepads off from over his wrestling tights. "You helped me with mine," I said, "Let me help with yours." Shane smirked as I stepped toward him. I hooked my fingertips in the waist and tugged down. He stepped out of his ring tights and we stood facing each other. Me in my panties and him in boxer-briefs. Shane advanced first, leaning his head down and licking down my right breast to the nipple and sucking a bit. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer as I let out a small moan. He switched sides and flicked his tongue against the other nipple until it was hard as well. He stood back up and gently twisted my nipples in his fingers as I moaned softly. I leaned over, dragging my tongue down his chest, licking around his abs for a minute before taking my tongue off his body. "Someone hasn't showered yet." I said "Why bother when I'm just going to get all sweaty again?" Came his reply with a sly little grin. I shook my head and tugged at his boxers. I pulled them down and he stepped out of them. Shane found himself a seat on the locker room bench. I knelt in front of him and looked in his eyes for approval. He nodded and I could tell by the look of anticipation and lust in his eyes just what he wanted... Read part 2 next :) Hurricane's Super Villain Ch. 02 ...I moved in and kissed his abs. Shane smiled at me and held my hair back gently out of my face. I kissed down some more until I was hovering directly over his dick. He didn't say anything, he just watched and let out a small gasp as I flicked my tongue once at the head. I let my tongue drag in circles around the tip. I licked up and down the sides of his dick for a minute. Shane let out slight moans that were barely audible. He brushed my hair back again and I pressed my lips against the head of his dick. Shane let out a low, slow moan as I pushed my lips down, taking his dick into my mouth. I kept a strong seal as I pushed my lips down until I deep throated him. "No one's ever done tha—aahhhh—t before.." He groaned. I slid my lips up and smiled at him then took his dick back in my mouth again. I moved my lips up and down about half the length of his dick this time. He moaned quietly as he could while I worked on him. I kept my lips firmly around his dick while my tongue darted around inside my mouth. I held onto the base of his dick with a hand to keep it steady as I quickened my pace. He moaned in response as my mouth moved faster against his shaft. Moaning, Shane lifted slightly off the bench and I could sense his coming orgasm. He moaned and leaned his head back against the wall. I had originally planned on stopping once getting him this far but he just looked so damn sexy like that. I kept on sucking his dick, deep throating him every now and then. Shane started panting, and as his hands let go of my hair they gripped the bench and he lifted himself up a bit. I reached up and quickly put my hand over his mouth as he moaned, his release coming into my mouth. I kept on sucking with one of my hands over his mouth to keep the whole arena from hearing. He gripped the bench tighter as he came into my mouth. Once he finished, I licked all around his dick cleaning him up as best I could. I stood up and walked to the sink, spitting his cum out. He looked at me as if to say "You don't swallow?" Sensing his impending question, I said "Another time." He smiled at me and walked over to stand behind me. I was wiping my face up in front of a mirror and he wrapped his arms around my waist. Shane started kissing my neck and I watched him in the mirror. He looked so intent on what he was doing, I thought it was adorable. He kept his lips against my neck and hands around my waist as he walked me backwards. He lifted me up with ease and sat me on a table. He walked back in front of me and kissed me again, this time his tongue came into my mouth. He moved his tongue around caressing mine as his hands ran down my arms. He kept kissing me as his hands found my breasts and began twirling the nipples. I moaned into his mouth but he pushed me over gently with his hands still on my breasts. He broke off the kiss and stood leaning over me. His mouth kissed my nipples then he drug his tongue down my stomach. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He let his tongue rub between my pussy lips and I moaned slightly. Propping myself up on my elbows, he also gently pushed my legs apart and tugged me down so my pussy was at the edge of the table. Shane rubbed at my clit with a finger while his tongue licked around it. I let my head lean back but kept up on my elbows. He moved his tongue up and down my pussy, pressuring in some areas which made me moan. Shane leaned down and dragged his tongue along. He then began tongue fucking me to my pleasure. I was moaning as quietly as I could while he moved his tongue in an out of my pussy. His finger was still rubbing at my clit, heightening the pleasure. His tongue and finger switched places after a few moments. I could feel his tongue flicking up and down my clit while he fingered me. I slid off of my elbows and stuck my fingers in my mouth to keep myself quiet. Shane moved my hand and offered his free fingers to my mouth which I took. I moved my hands to my breasts and tugged at the nipples while he pleased me. Moaning madly, I arched my back. Sensing my climax, Shane immediately shoved his tongue in my pussy again and I trembled. Almost screaming, I pressed into his tongue and came. He licked up as much as he could while my body arched in spasms of pleasure. As I calmed down, and my orgasm receded, Shane stood fully and leaned over me, kissing me. We kissed for a minute and he broke it off. "I want to fuck you." He said bluntly. I grinned in response, and through gasps of breath I replied "Give me a few minutes. That was awesome." I sat up on the edge of the table, and Shane pulled himself up beside me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him. "My Hurra-senses tell me you enjoyed that." Shane said jokingly. "Do you really need your "Hurra-senses" to tell you that?" I asked as I playfully slapped him on the arm. "Nah, not really." Came his reply. "I didn't thin— mmmm...." I never finished my sentence as I felt his tongue drag from my neck up to my earlobe. Shane's hands moved right to my nipples, rubbing at them and pulling them gently as his tongue licked my neck. I leaned across him, allowing him better access to my neck and he took advantage of it. He licked up and down and sucked gently in some areas. He stopped at my ear. "Stand up." Came his words, quietly and deeply. As simple as they were, they were lustful. I did as I was told, and he stood up in front of me. Shane picked me up to my amusement and carried me to the shower. He let me down onto my feet, and turned on all six showers in the small shower room. I stood under the first one, rubbing my hands down my body in a very seductive sort of way. I could see his eyes following my hands, and then the water as it continued its path down. He came over to me and pulled me against his body. I could feel Shane's hardon pressing against me as he leaned in to kiss me. We kissed a moment and I stepped back from him. He looked at me with a confused expression then smiled as I laid down so 2 showers were hitting me, one on my legs and one on my chest. Shane climbed ontop of me and felt my breasts a moment as he moved into position. He pushed my legs gently apart and rested himself between them. He closed his eyes and opened them, becoming an animal in that instant. The lust in his eyes was firing. Shane held himself up with one hand and used the other to rub his dick head against my clit roughly. I moaned, and within that instant I felt his dick head move between my pussy lips and start to push into me. I spread my legs further and he shut his eyes, slowly shoving his length in my pussy to the hilt. He held it there for a moment. "Holy fuck..." I moaned. "Your pussy's so fucking tight." Shane grunted as he started pulling out of me. Once Shane had everything but the head of his hard cock out of my pussy, he pushed himself up and thrust it all back inside of me at once. I moaned and arched my back up in response to this. He started fucking me good and firm, filling my pussy with his cock on each thrust. The water was running down both our bodies as he fucked my pussy and nibbled on my lips. One of his hands went to my breasts, massaging them alternately. Moaning, I rubbed my hands down his soaking back. Shane propped himself up on both hands and shut his eyes, putting his entire weight on his thrusts. I moaned loudly, and upon one entrance, he kissed me, grabbed me and rolled over so I was ontop of him. The water of the shower was at my back, he watched carefully as it trickled down my breasts and onto his body. I pushed myself up so I was straddling his midsection. I let myself sit squarely on him, his entire cock firmly inside my tight pussy. I rolled my hips around, grinding him inside of me. Shane grabbed my hips and moaned in response to this. In a moment, I started moving up and down on his stiff dick. I impaled myself each time. The room was filled with sounds of lust, our moaning and wet bodies coming together. Shane started thrusting up as I came down allowing for an even deeper fuck. We were both moaning loudly and nearing our climax. I gripped my pussy even tighter around his cock on purpose. He let out a loud moan and grabbed at my hips tightly, slamming me down even harder on his wanting cock. I gritted my teeth and moaned through them. I felt my orgasm come. I grabbed his arms and without realizing it, scratched his shoulders and upper chest red. He moaned sharply in surprise then in pleasure as his orgasm erupted. I howled and threw my wet head back as I felt his cum come inside of me. He pushed me up and down a few times before I climbed off of him and lay beside him in the shower. We kissed for a moment and then stood up. We both washed up in the shower. And came out. He had to put his wrestling clothes back on since everything else was in his locker room. "Next time," I said "Fyre will catch her Hurricane and have her way with him." I winked at him. "Not if my Hurra-senses tell me she's around." He replied. I walked up to Shane and pulled his mask on. I put mine on as well. "We'll see about that." I kissed him and ran my fingertips down his chest. He took off his mask. "I can't wait until No Mercy." "Yeah, after my whole capturing you thing, you stumbling out of my room after hot passionate sex with a wild super villain will look very real." I said slyly. He looked at me funny. I punched him gently on the shoulder. "It's because you really will be stumbling out of my room after hot passionate sex with a wild super villain." I grinned. Shane smiled, kissed me, slapped me on the ass and left my locker room. Hurricane's Super Villain Ch. 03 The big day was finally here. It was the afternoon of No Mercy and everyone was gathered around the ring as the ring crew scrambled around setting everything up. Shane and I told pretty much everyone about our relationship and we were sitting together talking over the nights events. Rico joined us and we talked over what was going to happen during his match with Shane. After a few hours, everyone was backstage getting set up as the fans were let into the arena. Shane and I had to stay away from each other since a few fans had backstage passes. Heat went on air at 7. At 8 it ended and No Mercy was underway. Two matches took place, then it was my turn. I had a fatal 4 way for the women's title against Victoria, Trish and Lita. I was eliminated first because Hurricane came out and distracted me, allowing for Trish to roll me up. I chased him backstage. Victoria went on to win the match. Two more matches passed and it was Hurricane vs. Rico. The match went back and forth, then when Hurricane had Rico knocked out and was Hurri-posing, I ran to the ring with a cloth in my hand. I jumped on Hurricane's back and knocked him out with the ether soaked cloth. Grinning over the unconscious Hurricane, I kicked at him until he rolled from the ring. He won by disqualification but the place went crazy as I did my best to drag him up the ramp. Once I got him backstage, we immediately headed for my locker room and began to set up for our little segment. One more match went on, and it was our time. The titan-tron comes on and shows Hurricane with his eyes still closed. His eyes flicker and he looks up and seems startled. He goes to rub his head but realizes he is strapped by his wrists and ankles to a table. "Fyre," he groans "what the hell do you want with me?" "Isn't it obvious?" I purr as I rub my hand along the table and walk to beside him. I lick my lips and grab the top of his shirt, ripping it part way open. "Let me go." "No." I reply with a grin. "Superhero or no superhero, you're still a man. I've got you exactly where I want you." I lean over and kiss him, darting my tongue around in his mouth. He seems reluctant at first then gives in and returns the favour. My hands rip his shirt the rest of the way open. I stand up suddenly and look at him with my fingers over his lips. "There's just one thing I have to do." I look at the camera man and walk away from the table that Hurricane is strapped on and toward the camera man. I shove him backward and slam the door. My laugh is heard from inside. "Well, that's that." I grin. "But I still have you where I want you." "I've never been this turned on..." "I can see that." I say as my eyes wander. I walk over to him slowly and stop, resting my hands on his chest. I rub my hands along his chest a little. "Superheros always escape from supervillains on their own, my dear Hurricane. However, I get the feeling you don't exactly want to escape." Hurricane writhes in his restraints and gives up with a sigh. I grin. "You won't escape, but even though you may want what I have, you will definitely want off this table." Hurricane looks at me and shakes his head. "When I get out of here you'll be sorry, Fyre." "Heh, if you're not worn out first." I lean over and hover my lips over his. Hurricane goes to kiss me but I move back just enough so that his lips are a fraction of an inch from mine. "You know what you want, but getting it is a completely different story." I walk around the table, running my fingers along the edge and stop at the head of the table. I put my hands on his and lean over, sticking my tongue out and hovering it over his chest. I feel his head rubbing into my breasts even though my shirt is on. I stand up quickly and look down at him. I rub one of my fingernails over his exposed cheek. "Do as I say," I grab his chin and look in his eyes "and nothing more." I walk around to the side of the table and rub my fingertips over his chest. Eventually, one finger circles each of his nipples while Hurricane pulls against his restraints. I grin and lean over, flickering my tongue teasingly against each one. He moans and pulls his arms harder. "Don't do that," I grin, "You'll hurt yourself." I sit on the edge of the table, then move to position myself so that I'm straddling his waist. Hurricane watches me as I remove the fishnet shirt I have on. "Argh, damn these things. Untie me, Fyre." Hurricane grunts as he attempts to touch me. Amused, I laugh "Not until I see fit." Again, I rub my fingertips against his chest. Soon enough I'm rubbing his chest with the palms of my hands, massaging it. Hurricane moans and I feel him moving slightly beneath me. I grab his waist and pin him down to stop his moving. "What did I say? You do want to be untied don't you?" He pulls his arms up, trying to get free. I smile and laugh to myself then sit on his midsection. I lean over and lick at Hurricane's neck. My tongue licking up and down slowly, teasing him. He moans and moves slightly under me while I suck his neck a little, stopping to kiss it. I move and kiss his lips then go back to my straddling position. Hurricane smiles up at me. "My hurri-senses are tingling." I shake my head and look down at him. "I can tell." I take off the top I had on under my fishnet shirt which leaves me in my leather pants and a strapless red bra. I get off the table and stand beside him. "I think I've teased you enough. You have to promise if I let you go you won't run away." "I'd be crazy to." Hurricane replied. I smiled and untied one of his ankles. I walked around and untied the opposite hand. After undoing the other hand and leaving one ankle tied down, he sat up and looked at me. I stared at him and unzipped my leather pants, stepping out of them leaving myself in bra and panties, matching red. Hurricane shook his head and looked me over with a grin. He leaned over to undo the final restraint but found the knot was under the table. "Untie me, Fyre." He demanded. "No." I playfully replied as I walked over to him. "Lie down and I'll untie you." He did as I asked, and I walked around, untying his ankle. I stepped back as he sat on the edge of the table rubbing his wrists and rolling his ankles. He turned and stared at me, his eyes lustful and wanting. God did I love that look. Hurricane took off his torn shirt and wrestling boots and got up, walking over to me. He pressed his lips firmly to mine and grabbed my hips. One hand held me into him as his other rubbed up my back and undid my bra letting it fall to the ground. I hooked my hands in his pants and pulled them off him. He stepped out of them, kneepads and all. I felt his tongue press into my mouth and his hard dick pressing against my pussy through my panties. His hands grabbed my ass then I felt his thumbs pull my panties down. I kicked them off and turned around. Placing my hands on the table, I bent slightly and he was immediately behind me. I felt his hands rubbing my hips, then only one on me. He guided his dick into my pussy then grabbed my hips again. I held the table as he started fucking me slowly. He gripped my hips tighter as he sped up his thrusts, fucking me to the hilt. I moaned in pleasure as he began fucking me his hardest. I gripped the table and he grabbed my hips pulling me back onto his hard cock. He moaned and leaned over, rubbing my breasts in his hands as he fucked me. Moaning, I pushed back and stood up. I turned and grabbed his shoulders and pushed him into the wall. "Lie down." I instructed him. Hurricane did as he was told, and I climbed on top of him. He went to grab my hips but I grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. I straddles his hips, and still holding his hands above his head I moved down onto his dick. I slid up and down his length slowly at first, rolling my hips as I did. He moaned and pushed his hands against mine. I used all my force to hold his hands down while I fucked him. Eventually, I let go of his hands and grabbed his shoulders. Riding him harder as we both moaned. I leaned over and bit his lip gently as I kept moving myself up and down. Gripping his shoulders tighter as he moaned louder, I slowed my pace. When I felt his hands grabbing my hips to move me faster, I grabbed them and pinned them over his head again. I fucked him slowly to keep him from coming soon. Moaning, Hurricane moved under me. He started pressing his hips into mine as I moved up and down on his cock. I kept my hands on his wrists and began fucking him hard again. He shoved my hands away and grabbed me, turning me over so he was on top. He placed his hands on either side of my shoulders and fucked me like a lust ridden animal. I moaned along with him as we came closer to climax. His dick fucking my pussy, and us both loving every second of it. Without realizing it, I arched my back and grabbed at the nearest thing, which was his chest. I scratched him but it hardly seemed to phase him as he thrust into me one last time, as hard as he could. His moans filled the room as he came. I grabbed his back this time and arched my back up into him. I came shortly after him and his sweaty body collapsed on top of me. I laid down flat on the locker room floor with my eyes shut. He kissed me a few times, sucking on my bottom lip. Hurricane gathered me in his arms and we laid there for a few minutes. "I think good prevailed." He finally groaned between breaths. "If that wasn't a sin nothing is." I smiled. "True." Came his response. Panting, he got on his knees and looked down at me. I sat up and we stood together. He pulled me into him and kissed me again. We both put our clothes on, at least what was left of them for him. A knock came on the door just after we finished dressing. I opened it and the camera guys were there. "We're ready when you are." The camera guy said. I nodded and went back inside. I kissed Hurricane all over and made sure he had some lip prints on his chest. We wanted it to look good. The titan-tron came on and showed the locker room door opening. "Such a sinful superhero!" Came my voice as I threw Hurricane out of the locker room looking like he just had the best sex of his life. He slouched against the wall as I raised my eyebrow and flicked my tongue at him before going back in the door. He rubbed his sweaty face and chest which was scratched and covered in lipstick. He rubbed his eyes and laid against the wall still breathing heavy. Matt Hardy walked over to him and crouched down. He looked at him and stood up. He offered his hand to Hurricane to help him up. Hurricane accepted and pulled himself up. "What the hell happened to you?" Matt asked as he pointed out the scratches and lipstick on Hurricane's chest. "You look like you got caught in the middle of a catfight!" "Let's just say my superpowers are completely drained after what just happened." He replied. "But damned if I didn't just get some super villain ass!" Hurricane punched one of his hands as he said it and Matt looked at him laughing. I poked my head out of the locker room door. "Correction. I was the one who had YOU tied up." I closed the door. Matt looked at the door, at Hurricane and shook his head. Hurricane and Matt walked away talking as the camera faded. Hurricane's Super Villain Ch. 04 "Ughhh...." Hurricane awoke with a grunt. His eyes flickered a moment then opened, realizing he was not where he last remembered. He looked around, his eyes searching wildly for any hints of where he was. He took in the room, it was dimly lit. Nothing strange in the room though. He pulled his arm forward and quickly looked up. "Huh?" came his gasp. He was handcuffed to the wall, his feet also shackled down. Hurricane rubbed his cheek against his shoulder. His mask was still on. Good, one less thing for him to worry about. He leaned his head back and sighed. His eyes then scanned the room again and noticed something lime green on a chair. He looked down and saw his boots beside the chair. Slowly, he looked down. "What in hell?!" came his remark. He was shackled to a wall, in the nude, save for his mask. A cloaked figure entered the room. "Who are you and what do you want?" Came Hurricane's demanding words. No answer. The figure lit candles around the room and dimmed the overhead light further. Hurricane pulled against his handcuffs, the clinking sounding throughout the room. The figure lit the last few candles and turned sharply, striding towards the chained Hurricane. "What do you want with me?" Came Hurricane's words, followed by the clinking of his restraints. The figure walked up close to him, and breathed on his neck. Hands brushed across his chest, slowly out along his arms to his hands. He turned his head and looked at the hands, discovering the villain to be a female. Hurricane grunted his question again, as he felt the tip of the figure's tongue on his neck. With the clink of his handcuffs again, the figure stepped back and disrobed. The figure, fully clothed under the robe was revealed. Hurricane scowled and grunted. "Fyre," he pulled at the handcuffs "I should've known." Fyre grinned and stepped toward him, once again breathing on his neck knowing it as his weak spot. "Tell me what I want to know." She said as her tongue flicked his earlobe. "N..no." Hurricane stammered. He bucked against the wall and sent Fyre backwards a bit. Hurricane tried to kick her but just heard his shackles clank against the floor. "It's a pity. A super hero without a sidekick." She moved forward, her hand grazing down his chest and stomach to his navel. Her fingers playing with his piercing a moment before trailing back up to the middle of his chest again. "Tell me what I want to know." She demanded again. "Never." Hurricane stated, with confidence. Fyre grinned. "Well now, aren't you a confident one? I bet I can break you." She purred. Hurricane grunted and bucked in response as her lips pressed against his. Hurricane kept trying to move his head, but Fyre's lips kept finding his. Finally, she grabbed his chin and held him still. Her lips pressed roughly against his. She broke the kiss off and looked at him. Hurricane swore. He tried to kick again but only heard a clanking sound for his efforts. "My, such language!" Fyre smirked. "I'll never tell you anything! You could do damage with this info--" His rambling was broken off as Fyre quickly shoved her tongue into his mouth as he formed the "o" he was about to say. Hurricane tried to move his head, but Fyre quickly grabbed it and worked her tongue around inside his mouth. Hurricane bucked against the wall and shook his arms, only resulting in a slight movement. Fyre stepped back when she was satisfied and grinned. "Ready to speak yet?" "No." Hurricane replied. "Fine. I will enjoy torturing you." She grinned and stepped toward him. Her tongue sticking out, the tip gently touching his right nipple. Hurricane gasped and arched his back against the wall. Fyre grinned and licked around his nipple, sucking it into her mouth a moment. Hurricane laid his head back firmly against the wall and bit his lower lip. His back still arched, Fyre dragged her tongue across his chest to his other nipple. Teasing it, her tongue flickered back and forth around it. Finally when her tongue rubbed across it, Hurricane let out a low moan from the back of his throat. "Looks like the super hero is supersensitive, hm?" She stood back and looked over his body, a slight glaze of sweat glistening on it already. Again, she stepped forward, nipping on his nipple. He grunted and thrust his arms forward to no avail. Between her teeth, she grunted "Tell me now." Hurricane shook his head and opened his mouth wide, with only a slight gasp escaping it. Fyre hissed and pinched his other nipple in her fingers as she let go of the one with her teeth. Hurricane grunted again. Fyre allowed her tongue to trail down his sweat-glazed body. The rise and fall of his chest and stomach pressed her tongue against him, then pulled it away again. His breaths were heavy and deep. Fyre glanced up at him with an evil glint in her eye and scraped her nails down his stomach. Hurricane clenched his teeth and formed his hands into fists. His feet pulled at his shackles. Fyre's hands stopped at his waist. Her hands began rubbing down his tense thighs. Hurricane laid his head back again and opened his mouth with no sound. Fyre's fingertips massaged his thighs slowly, as he felt the tip of her tongue touch the head of his dick. Hurricane moaned and pulled at his handcuffs. Fyre's tongue snaked around the head of his dick but no further. Hurricane moaned in short gasps as he looked down. Fyre glanced up quickly at him. "Tell me what I want to hear." "N... Never." Hurricane stammered under his breath. "Fine then. I'll tell you what. Most evil villains like to say what they are going to do, so I will tell you. You may be a super hero, but you are a man. I'm going to bring you to the brink of orgasm and leave you there until you can't take it anymore." She grinned. "Lather, rinse, repeat." Hurricane's eyes widened, then without word his cock was engulfed into Fyre's mouth. A loud moan escaped his mouth and a shiver went up his spine. Hurricane clenched his fists and pulled at his restraints. His upper back pressed firmly to the wall as his eyes shut tightly. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side with a moan. Fyre allowed her tongue to rub along the length of his dick as she sucked the super hero. Reaching up, her fingernails dragged down his thighs slowly as the movement of her tongue. In a swift movement, Fyre deep throated Hurricane, sucking as hard as she could. She looked up at him. Hurricane pulled roughly on his restraints, and gasped sharply. His back arched up from the wall, and a low moan escaped from the back of his throat. Clenching his teeth, his entire body shivered. Fyre quickly slid him out of her mouth and stood in front of him. She reached out and put her hands on his clenched fists. She let one of her hands move over his arms, and drag a finger down his sweaty chest. "Tell me now." Hurricane breathed heavily and laid his head against the wall. He wanted release in more than one way, but his conscience took care of him. "..No." Hurricane gasped. He swallowed hard and laid his head back against the wall. Looking Fyre in the eyes, he grinned as he saw her look of disbelief. Fyre smirked right back and his grin faded. "Fine." Her tongue licked right across his chest, from nipple to nipple. She allowed her tongue to drag down, and back up again, caressing his chest with her tongue. She moved down further, flickering her tongue about Hurricane's navel ring playing with it a bit. Hurricane gasped as her hand wrapped around his dick, stroking up and down it slowly. She grinned up at him. "I've given you enough time to settle down, now it's time to bring you to the brink again." Hurricane shook his head and moaned as he felt the familiar texture of her tongue on his cock. Her hands still stroked up and down while her tongue flickered around the head. After about a minute, Hurricane was panting and moaning uncontrollably. Again, Fyre stood up and looked at him. Fyre demanded he tell her, and Hurricane just shook his head no. She proceeded to lick every available inch of his body except for his groin area. Hurricane was trembling from ecstasy in his shackles. She kissed his dick once and flicked her tongue teasingly on it. "You want another repeat?" Fyre laughed. "I could do this all day." Hurricane's eyes widened at those six words. "All day" rung in his mind. Hurricane shook his head vigorously and kicked his feet around. "I'll talk, I'll talk!" He screamed. Fyre stood and raised an inquisitive eyebrow. Hurricane lowered his eyes and opened his mouth. Nothing came out. Fyre grabbed his chin and raised his head up, looking in his eyes. Hurricane cleared his throat and muttered something under his breath. "What?" She asked with a grin. "Fyre..." Hurricane trailed off. "I grow weary of this. Must I torture you some more?" Hurricane shook his head vigorously no. He laid his head against the wall. "Fyre is my sex goddess and I am her super hero toy." Hurricane grumbled. Fyre smirked to herself then stepped close to him. "And...?" She whispered into his ear and stepped back. When he didn't respond, she licked her fingers and rubbed one on each of his nipples. "And...?" She repeated her question. Hurricane pulled at his shackles and grinned. "I could of broken out of these things but I like being shackled down." Hurricane threw his head back "I LIKE IT!!" Fyre laughed in amusement and continued rubbing his nipples. She stopped, to remove her own shirt then pressed her bare breasts against his sweaty chest. Hurricane groaned as she kissed and licked at his neck. Fyre reached up and unlocked one of his hands from the handcuffs. Hurricane rolled his wrist a moment and reached for his other hand to unlock it. Fyre laughed. "If you want out you'll have to get the key." She put the key in her mouth and stuck her tongue out which had the key on it. Hurricane wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her tight into himself. He shoved his tongue wantingly in her mouth; a want she could tell was not just for the key. Hurricane flicked his tongue around her mouth returning the earlier favour, paying no attention to the cool metal. He moved his tongue deeper and finally broke the kiss off. He stuck his tongue out which now had the handcuff key on it. Hurricane unlocked his other hand and rubbed his wrists. Fyre watched intently as he reached down to unlatch the restraints from around his ankles. He took a moment to stretch then grinned. Fyre smirked, and Hurricane flashed her a mischievous grin. "Villains always get what's coming to them." Hurricane grabbed Fyre much to her amusement and locked a passionate, lustful kiss on her. He turned her around and backed her into the wall he had just been shackled to. Without her realizing it, Hurricane handcuffed Fyre to the wall in the same cuffs he had just been in. Fyre grinned. "I like where you're going with this. So super heroes can be bad, hm?" Hurricane didn't answer. His hands were immediately at her breasts, one on each one. His tongue snaked along her neck while his hands massaged her breasts. He licked her lips carefully while his fingers rolled her nipples. After flicking his tongue against each nipple, Hurricane dragged his tongue down Fyre's body. He licked around her navel then down further and over her leather pants. Hurricane grinned as he tugged Fyre's pants off. He used his teeth to pull her panties down around her ankles where she kicked them off. He stuck his tongue out and rubbed the tip along her thigh, slowly up. Fyre moaned quietly as his tongue touched her shaved pussy. He flicked it between her lips then gave a long lick, stopping to flicker against her clit. Again, Fyre moaned a little louder and Hurricane stood up. "To answer your previous question," Hurricane whispered as he licked Fyre's neck. "I'm not being a bad super hero. I'm just punishing the villain." He grinned. "Mmmm... I like the sounds of this." Fyre rubbed her body against his. Hurricane grabbed one of Fyre's legs and wrapped them around his waist. Fyre stared intently at him as he positioned himself properly. Fyre pulled against the handcuffs holding her to the wall to remind Hurricane of the control he had. Hurricane grinned and pressed the head of his dick against Fyre's pussy. He bit his lip and rubbed it up and down between her pussy lips. Fyre bucked her hips against him and moaned as his head entered her. He grabbed her back and pulled her slightly away from the wall as he slid himself into her. "You teased me until I cracked.." Hurricane begun. "Now I'm going to fuck your brains out until you can't take it." Fyre grinned and Hurricane pulled back out of her. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her with all his strength. Fyre moaned and pulled on her handcuffs. Hurricane grinned and repeated this a few times. Fyre looked at him through lustful eyes and pulled her other leg up around him clasping them both tightly around his waist. Hurricane held her hips and began thrusting in and out of her with all his power. Fyre closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, moaning between them as Hurricane penetrated her with every inch of his member. Panting, she started bucking her hips toward Hurricane's to meet his thrusts. Their sweaty bodies came together as their passionate moans filled the room. "Ahhhhhh fuck..." Fyre groaned. Hurricane planted a deep lustful kiss on her as he thrust. Fyre returned the favour and tugged on the handcuffs again. Hurricane broke the kiss and leaned his head back, moaning as he gave her his all, putting every ounce of his super strength into his hips. Fyre gasped then moaned loudly as his cock penetrated her as hard and deep as she ever had it. Fyre pulled herself up on the handcuffs and pressed her body towards Hurricane's. He pulled out of her a moment and grabbed the handcuff key. He fumbled with it and finally managed to unlock her. Fyre disregarded the pain of her wrists and flung herself at the Hurricane. They fell into a sweaty mess on the floor and Fyre quickly positioned herself over his dick, pressing it into her. She began fucking Hurricane, who soon grabbed her and flipped her over to pin her on the floor. He thrust into her from above, his sweat dripping onto her body. Fyre moaned and spread her legs as wide as she could, also arching her back up so her hips were off the floor. Hurricane paused a moment and breathed heavily. "Holy good sex!" He exclaimed. Fyre rolled her eyes and then rubbed her hand through his matted green hair. After, she scratched lightly down his back. "Shut up and fuck me." She pressed her hips into him again. Hurricane grinned his corny grin then it turned to lust again as he started thrusting back into her deeply. Fyre leaned her head back and moaned as her hands scratched gently all over his body. Hurricane pushed himself up so just the tip of his dick was inside of her. Panting, he bit his lip and threw his head back and he thrust into her to the hilt as hard as he could. Fyre howled and arched her back up. Hurricane grit his teeth, fighting back an impending orgasm. He gripped her shoulders and continued penetrating her. Completely focused, his dick throbbed inside her. One of his hands trailed down her body and started rubbing her clit while he fucked her. Fyre threw her head back and scratched Hurricane's shoulders. He moaned as he felt her pussy tighten around his throbbing dick. "Oh fuck." Hurricane gasped. He drew almost completely out of Fyre then drove himself back in. He threw his head back and moaned in ecstasy as he finally released after a night of sexual torture. His body shivered tensely as he came. Fyre grabbed his shoulders and moaned feeling the rush of energy inside her. She bucked her hips up and screamed out as her own orgasm came. Her pussy clasped tight around Hurricane's dick. "Fuck.. Hurricane... Ahh yes.." Fyre panted and moaned between breaths. Hurricane mumbled incoherently but Fyre picked up certain words and knew he was talking dirty. Finally, his orgasm subsided and he collapsed on top of her. Kissing her, they curled up together in a sweaty pile on the floor. Hurricane's hand rubbed up Fyre's chest to her neck, and slowly up to the side of her face. He removed her mask and kissed her. Fyre, now unmasked did the same thing to Hurricane. "I never dreamt role-play could be so amazing." Shane groaned, still panting. "I'm all fucked out.. for tonight anyway." He smirked and kissed Fyre. Smiling, she kissed him back. "Never say never there, Shane. I knew The Hurricane had a sexual streak. Maybe I'll exploit it some more." Shane grinned evilly. "Maybe next time I can be the villain." Hurricane's Super Villain Ch. 05 A few months passed, and things with Shane and myself stayed constant. We loved each other, but seemingly couldn't spend as much time together anymore. We had stopped working our angle a few months back, and I was now competing as a heel along with Molly, Trish and the others against the faces. I had been recently feuding with Nidia, and Molly with Victoria. We had a few tag-team matches and things were working well for us. I still hadn't won the Women's title, but to be honest I didn't care. I was working with several wonderful women who taught me the ropes from day one. I had Shane, and a great job. Molly and I were starting to become really close friends. She was a great person, very opinionated but all around fun to be with. I wondered why she didn't have a man, since she was so great but I suppose she was concentrating on her career first. With wrestling talent like hers, who can blame her? Miss Jackie and Charlie Haas were planning to be married quite soon. Of course, almost the whole roster was invited to the wedding... not to mention the bachelor and bachelorette parties. Shane jokingly said I should be the one to jump out of a cake, I declined. They could just get a cheap hooker to do that... well, maybe an expensive one with some of their paychecks. Anyhow, the weeks rolled by, the RAWs and Smackdowns. Title changes, speaking of which, Shane and Rosey won the Tag Titles! About time... unfortunately they lost them shortly thereafter. Shit happens I suppose. Finally, after what seemed like ages it was time for Jackie's bachelorette party. All the divas showed up, save for Dawn Marie... the skank, and some of her friends and family as well. Of course in good fun she was showered in gifts of lingerie and a fireman stripper. We were all feeling pretty good by the time the stripper left. Lots of shits and giggles, we were spilling the beans about our current and past lovers. Lots of fun there... I accidentally slipped out my love for bondage, which they had already guessed. I suppose actually hearing it sealed the deal and set me up for about 3-weeks worth of pranks. Hey, I could use the stuff! Trish suggested we go to a strip club, so here we are in the present... "WOHOOO! SHAKE IT BABAY! I like the dark chocolate!!" Nidia was yelling at some guy on the stage. "Nidia! You're attracting attention... then again half of these men probably know who we are anyways. They keep on looking over here." Trish stated. "Hey, it's all good! We're in a room full of women... and gay guys anyways, it doesn't really matter..." I said "Whoa, check out that guy's ass!" Everyone's head turned and a few whistles were let out. We ordered a lap dance for soon-to-be Mrs. Haas and we were in stitches. "Second one of the night honey! You lucky thing!" Nidia was obviously drunk. When she started to try and get on the stage we decided it was time to go and get some rest. We had to catch a plane early in the morning for tomorrow night's RAW. Good thing Nidia wasn't performing, she's going to have a hell of a hangover. It was about 2am when we got back to the hotel. Trish and Victoria carried Nidia to her room, and then all of us headed to our rooms. It was about 2am when we got back and I just threw my nightgown on, not worrying about anything else and crawled into bed. I must have fallen asleep in about 5 minutes. I guess Shane and the guys were still out partying it up, I hope he isn't TOO drunk. At about 2:30 there was a knock on my door, I stumbled out of bed and opened the door. Expecting to see a tipsy Shane I was rather surprised when Molly was standing there. She walked in and sat on a chair, I closed the door behind her. "Can't sleep?" "No, not with Jazz and Rodney in the room next to me. If they were any louder the whole hotel would be able to hear them!" Molly looked around "Where's Shane? Some of the guys came back, I guess the party animals are still out. I didn't see Charlie either." "They're probably piss drunk and the others left them at the... wherever they were." I laughed "Nah, I know they're safe, how many came back?" "About half a dozen." Molly said "I know at least 30 guys went, if not more." Things got quiet for a minute. It was kind of an awkward silence, I was tired though so didn't really pay attention. Molly broke the silence and just came out and said something that shocked me. "Um... I know you're wondering why I don't have a man. It's not that I don't like them, I just... well, like to keep my options open. Bisexual I suppose you could say." She looked at the floor. I just kind of looked around for a minute, and she got up to leave. I motioned for her to sit back down. I never said anything, but I had always been curious. What better time to test it out? I always thought Molly was beautiful. She was a little heavier than the others, but that made her all the more cute. She was a sweet person, and hopefully things wouldn't get weird. In-fact, I knew they wouldn't, we were so close. She seemed shocked when I got up. I went over to her and kissed her, a peck just to see her reaction. She smiled and stood up. We embraced and kissed again, getting a little more adventurous with our tongues. I felt a little weird at first, but I did enjoy it. As I got more into it, we started caressing each other. My tongue laced around hers, I made sure to rub my tongue piercing over her tongue so she knew it was there. I was a bit startled when she backed away. "Are you sure about this? If you don't want to... its fine." She said. I just went close to her and kissed her again. We both walked over to the bed and sat down on it. We started kissing once again, I sucked on her tongue and rubbed her back. She pressed into me so that I laid down on the bed, and crawled on top of me. We made out for a good while, getting more passionate with each passing moment, we were both very worked up. Finally, a little more movement happened. She got up and stood beside the bed. My legs were hanging off the side of it. She pulled the bottom of my satin nightgown up so it was at my hips. Nothing she hadn't seen before, we all changed in the same room anyways! I knew she had done his before, with expertise she glided to her knees at the side of the bed and slid her finger over my most private of parts. I groaned at her touch. She rubbed for a bit, knowing exactly where to go and then I felt her tongue lick along my slit. It felt so good... I loved being eaten out but having it done by a woman is so... amazing. They know what they want so they give it to you! She lapped at my pussy for a bit, interchanging her tongue and her finger against my clit. As she started to get more passionate with it, I had to pull a pillow over my mouth. She finally dove her tongue into my pussy and whipped it around in a way that I can't describe. I moaned loudly (thank goodness for the pillow!) and thrust my hips into her face. She wrapped her hands around my legs and buried her face in my crotch. She whirled her tongue in every spot that made me cry out in pleasure, then moved one of her hands to rub my clit while her tongue continued its torment. My pussy ached, it wanted cock, it wanted Shane, but somehow this got overtaken in a matter of minutes. I was enjoying myself so much... then I felt it. She put 2 fingers inside of me and did the "come here" motion. She was hitting my G-spot. I felt my muscles spasm like never before. I yelled into the pillow when her mouth closed over my clit. She continued her attack on me as my peak drew nearer. She sucked... that was it. I yelped and lifted my hips off the bed, my orgasm rocketed through my body like nothing I had ever felt before. I was shaking all over and collapsed on the bed. All I could hear was Molly lapping at my pussy... what a wonderful sound it was. She crawled up beside me when she was satisfied and pulled the pillow off of my face. She wiped the sweat off of my forehead and smiled. "You alright?" I tried to sit up, but failed. I smiled back at her "My god, that was absolutely amazing. I... I... just... wow." She laughed at me and laid beside me. After about 5 minutes I was feeling a little more alive. I couldn't just let her give and not take.. oh no. I jumped her and surprised her when I shoved my tongue half way down her throat. I broke the kiss long enough to throw off my nightgown. I unbuttoned her fleece night shirt and threw it open. Her perky little tits stuck out, her nipples were hard. I leaned down and licked them, dragging my tongue piercing over them. I sucked on them slowly and nibbled a bit, which she liked. I moved back up kissing her while rubbing her breasts in my hands. She pushed me off for a moment with a little giggle and laid lengthwise on the bed. I crawled over her like a panther and licked from her belly button right up to her neck. I moved down again and licked at her nipples some more. I sucked them as I would want mine sucked and she seemed to love it. "Mmmm.. I've never been with a girl with a tongue piercing before... ahhh... it feels nice." She lifted her head up while she spoke. I smiled at her. "Then you'll love this." I crawled off of her and pulled her pajama pants off. She smiled at me and laid her head back down. I was somewhat nervous but I figured I'd do to her what I like done to me. I licked at her pussy slowly, dragging my tongue over her slit. I knew she had been wanting it, she was so slick if my tongue had been sand it would've slipped along like butter. I started to get a little more confident, she was groaning while I licked around her clit teasingly in circles. I flicked my tongue piercing on it and she shuddered. With that, I sucked her labia into my mouth and rubbed my tongue over it, and my piercing around in circles. I stuck my tongue out, and rubbed it just inside of her pussy. She moaned approvingly. I started to attack her with my tongue. I whipped it around in circles and used my finger to stimulate her clit. She stuck 2 fingers in her mouth to muffle her moans. I started to tongue fuck her, then I... I... oh shit, I heard a key in the door. I jumped up to grab the door but Shane came in, he didn't look at first but he closed the door behind him. When he turned around his jaw hit the floor. Molly and I were both naked, sitting on the bed just staring at him. The silence was heavy. Shane shook his head. "HOLY HURRISHIT THIS IS HOT!!!" "SHH!" Molly and I both said in unison. "Don't let me stop you, carry on ladies!" Shane grinned his goofy grin. He had been drinking... good. Maybe he won't remember too much. I shrugged and went right back to eating out Molly. Shane was amazed at me. I started showboating a bit, reaching up to grab Molly's breasts while licking at her. I heard him undressing. I was glad Molly didn't seem to mind someone watching. I guess she had 3 somes before since she was bi, but I didn't know for sure. All I knew was she wasn't getting any dick tonight, that thing is mine. "Nice!" I heard Molly say. I looked up to see Shane naked; sitting on the dresser beside the bed. He was fully hard and stroking himself. I bet his dick nearly jumped out of his pants when he saw us. I got up on my knees, still bent over Molly. "Come give me some sugar, Shane. I winked at him. He didn't hesitate, he hopped right off the dresser and walked behind me. I leaned back over Molly and licked at her clit some more. I felt Shane rubbing his penis against my aching pussy. It didn't take him long to start fucking the hell out of me. I was moaning, luckily muffled by Molly's ever-wet snatch. I used my tongue to tongue fuck her as Shane thrust into me. He grabbed me by the hips and rammed his cock inside of me. Slow, steady, extremely hard strokes. I was ready to scream. He was pounding the shit out of me I swear he had never been this hard before. I continued my assault on Molly, whipping my tongue all over the place. My face was buried in her warm, wet pussy. My tongue going in an out as Shane pushed me. I put 2 fingers inside of Molly and rubbed around searching for her G-spot. I think I found it... she screamed out into a pillow and came hard. I lapped at her pussy and cleaned it up. She collapsed back and crawled off the bed into a chair. She watched Shane and I fuck each other half to death. It was the most amazing sex we ever had. I swear the man doubled his stamina. I rode him like a horse, grinding my hips on him to get extra deep. He thrust up inside of me as I came down on him. The sounds of sex filled the room. Molly just sat in the chair, pleasing herself. Finally, I knew Shane was getting very very close. I crawled off of him and he sat up on the bed panting. His face was red and sweat was streaming off of his body. I was kneeling in front of him and to my surprise Molly came beside me. We both began sucking on his dick, one on each side. "Oh thank you lord!" Shane flopped down on his back and moaned through his panting. She started giving him a hand job while I sucked on the throbbing head of his cock. I moved Molly's hand aside and deep-throated him easily. She looked at me astonished. He moaned extra loudly and thrusted his hips up. I sucked him off like only I knew how. I rubbed my tongue ring around he head of his cock then deep-throated him again. I repeated this several times, then sucked on the head long and hard. He grabbed the bed and shoved a pillow over his face. He came into my mouth, so much that it filled my mouth. I backed up and Molly sucked up the last few drops. Shane sat up and stared at us while we kissed and cum ran down our faces. "Ooooh... god..." He groaned and reached out for me. "Thank you baby... and Molly.. you too." "You were an unexpected guest, Mr. Helms. Molly said as she wiped up her face. She pulled her pajamas back on and kissed me passionately before heading back to her room. Shane just grinned at me. "I love you so much... what made you do that?" I smiled "Impulse. If you think it was for you, you're wrong... we started LONG before you got here. Lets get some sleep, we have to get up at 8am... its 4am" Shane just stared bug-eyed at me for a moment then hugged me. He pulled me beside him and we both fell asleep.