"Doctor, there must be something we can do," the parents of Ricky asked the doctor as soon as he said the words "terminal illness", all of their hearts sinking when they heard the news.
"I'm afraid the only thing we can do at this point is keep him comfortable," the doctor told them as Ricky cried out in pain and looked up to all the pictures of his WWE crush Summer Rae to comfort him.
Ever since Ricky had gotten sick, the one thing that kept him going was Summer, the blonde stunner being the only thing he thought he had left to live for these days.
But what Ricky doesn't know, and what he is soon to find out, is that Summer has heard about Ricky's terminal illness and his love for her and will be visiting him in his hospital bed soon.
"I wish Summer was here to take care of me. I bet I wouldn't be sick then," his parents heard Ricky mumble to himself as he looked up at a picture of her smiling sweetly in a pink flower print dress, her long legs accentuated by it as Ricky dreamed of being healthy enough to fuck his dream girl.
"Ricky...honey...we have some news for you. We got in touch with the WWE and they have arranged for Summer Rae to come here and meet you in person," his mother told him as she leaned in to comfort him, tearing up at seeing a smile on her son's face for one of the few times since he got sick.
"Really? I knew she would come save me..." Ricky meekly whispered as his parents looked on, seeing their son struggle for any last bit of energy he could muster and wished that they could take his place.
"Ricky...try to get some sleep honey. We know how much this means to you, so we don't want you to miss her," his father told him as the doctor conferred with the nurse, Ricky screaming out in pain and closing his eyes as he tried to put himself anywhere but the hospital bed he currently resided in, opening them only to focus in on the sweet, sexy smile of his favorite girl before closing them again.
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"Ricky...Ricky...open your eyes sweet thing. It's Summer. Summer Rae," Summer called out to him as she leaned over his bedside in the same pink floral dress she wore in his favorite picture of her, crying out in joy when he realized that instead of being in a hospital bed, he was resting comfortably in his own bed.
"S-Summer? Summer. Hey," Ricky replied, taken aback by seeing her in the flesh as he looked around and blinked nervously, hoping this wasn't just a dream.
"Oh believe me baby. I am 100% real. And came just to see you, my #1 fan. Remember that fan sweepstakes you entered? Well congratulations honey. You won. And I'm yours for the night. So what do you say we get out of this house and go have us a good time?" she playfully told him as she lightly punched his shoulder and kissed his cheek, leaning in just far enough for Ricky to sneak a peek down her dress at her tits.
"So what does a guy like you like to do for fun?" Summer asked him as they sat in the back seat of the limo she had rented for them sped off, the sexual tension between the two of them already noticeable.
"How about we do a little two-stepping Summer?" he told her as they looked in each other's eyes, Ricky letting his imagination run wild at the possibility of getting to fuck her later.
"I always have been a country girl at heart. You do know me well, don't you?" she teased him as she kissed him on the cheek again, Ricky feeling his cock harden as she did so, causing him to do his best to try and cover it up.
"I'd like to know you better Summer," he whispered to her as they shared a glance at each other, the moment passing before anything more could happen as the limo pulled up to the local dance hall.
"You never know where the night will take us...baby..." she teased him as they started to dance, the connection between them only growing as they shared little loving glances at each other as the night grew longer.
"Can I buy you a drink Summer?" Ricky asked her as they slow danced to the local band that was performing, Ricky suddenly putting his arms around her and staring at her as he contemplated his next move.
"Go on. Kiss me. You clearly want to," she encouraged him as he put his arms around her neck, leaning in and pressing his lips to hers as she eagerly returned both the embrace and the kiss.
"MMM...you're a good kisser..." she softly moaned as they kissed again, starting to draw a lot of attention from those around them as they made out on the dance floor.
"That's not all I'm good at..." he teased her back as they shared a few more long, passionate kisses, Summer giggling as he led her off the floor and bought her the drink he had offered to earlier.
"Come on Summer. Let's get out of here and take this back to my place," he softly whispered to her as they downed beers, his confidence about where the night was going growing with each beer she downed and each kiss they shared.
"Thought you'd never ask," she whispered as she let him kiss her again, not making any move to stop him when he slid one of his hands down her dress and started groping her tits, or when his other hand slid up her dress and rubbed her panty-covered, and soaking wet, pussy.
"You're wet Summer. Did I do that to you, baby?" Ricky whispered lovingly in her ear as they made out, his hands still roaming freely over her body, one hand groping her tits and the other one alternating between grabbing her ass and rubbing her cunt.
"Y-yes...FUCK..." she moaned, biting her bottom lip in response to three of his fingers sliding up her tight cunt and beginning to finger her right there in front of everyone.
"You want me to fuck you, don't you?" he teased her as they made out some more, his fingers moving back and forth inside of her until she arched her back, stiffened up, and came for him.
