I am not affiliated with World Wrestling Entertainment. While real WWE ring names are used in this series, a different name is used for the fed, because a different roster exists in it. I also did not know there was an independent federation called BCW when I began this series, so I am obviously unaffiliated with them as well. This story, and series is fiction. BCW takes place in an alternate universe. It is completely separate from anything that's happened in WWE, and did not actually happen.
Training was over for the day. For the third time, they were gonna risk it. They had again volunteered to lock up and shut off the lights after being the last ones out...
After beginning their wrestling careers in their homeland of Sydney, Australia, Billie Kay and Peyton Royce had signed with BCW, and were beginning their second month training at BCW's Developmental Hub in Atlanta. New trainees were at the highly advanced training facility for anywhere from 8-12 hours a day, to work out, and hone their skills, to be ready to be called up to the main roster. In the past year, the BCW roster had already had a few exciting debuts in the Women's Division, including Eva Marie, Asuka, Alexa Bliss, and Sonya Deville. Billie and Peyton were hungry to be among the next.
Billie and Peyton were working on overcoming another challenge besides the ultra-rigorous training- hiding the fact that they were in a serious relationship... with each other. In public, the Aussies were obviously great friends, and clearly had a closer bond than most pairs of wrestlers who weren't blood relatives.
In private, it was deeper than that. Yes, they had been "friends" for a long time, they had known each other for several years. The first time they "experimented" with each other, Peyton was just 19, and Billie was 22. They remained just good friends after that, it would be a few years before the next time they would "bond" like that again. About six years into their friendship, with less than a handful of "encounters," there was a period of a year where neither of them dated anyone else, and they had a conversation that lead them to say the words that they had been apprehensive to say.
...Present day, they were as committed to each other as they were committed to making it to the BCW roster. Upon moving to Atlanta, they were living together for the first time, and only the stress from their training, and pressure of standing out from their peers prevented them from being the happiest they could be.
So, if they were living together, and sharing a bed, what brought them to this point? Why were they about to do this, again, here? Well, for one, even though they had been "together" for over a year, they still couldn't keep their hands off each other. Two, they both enjoyed a challenge, and what couple hasn't needed to spark up their sex life every once in a while, with certain thrills?
They waited. Waited patiently until they knew for sure, no one was in the building anymore. Billie and Peyton were standing in one of the rings in the Hub, leaned back against the ring ropes, looking around for any sign of life.
Peyton heard a noise that she was almost positive was the last coach to leave the building, she turned back to the door. Then she started to duck under the ropes, before she did, Billie grabbed her hand and pulled her back. "Here." She whispered.
"No way." Peyton said turning her head. "No."
"Yes." Billie responded.
"In the ring?" Peyton responded.
"Right here. In this very ring." Billie confirmed, and reached down and held both of Peyton's hands tightly.
A couple days into their training period, Billie and Peyton had their first, very brief tryst in the locker room. It wasn't their first encounter in a public place, but it was their first at their place of employment. They were getting changed in the locker room next to each other and started to touch each other in their half-naked states, and their hands only grazed each other's pussies, but quickly stopped, as anyone could've walked in.
The second time was a few weeks later, they had gotten to the Hub really early, and when they got to the locker room and started to change out of their street clothes, began lightly fingering each other, but again, stopped pretty quickly, out of fear of being seen out in the open.
This time, they had planned it out methodically. Yes, they had a perfectly fine bed back at their apartment. Yes, they could get fired if they got caught. But, they couldn't control themselves. Here Peyton was, turning back towards Billie, resting her back against the ropes, and allowing Billie to bring herself in to kiss her.
The two kissed in the ring, Billie slowly backing Peyton's feet closer to the apron. They were both still tired from training, but somehow still had plenty of adrenaline left, a high sex drive will do that. Peyton rested her arms against the ropes, steadying herself while Billie clutched Peyton's cheeks. As they continued to make out, Peyton slid her sweat covered arms along the ropes, inching closer to the corner.
Billie moved to her right as Peyton moved to her left. They were able to keep their tongues intertwined as they moved laterally. They stopped at the ringpost, Peyton broke the kiss, and sat down on the middle turnbuckle. Billie backed away a few steps as Peyton adjusted.
The slimmer brunette grabbed onto the top rope on either side of the top turnbuckle. She lifted her feet up and rested them on the bottom ropes. When she did, she moved her feet away from each other on their respective rope, in a way to sort of present her lower half to Billie, awaiting her on the middle turnbuckle.
The darker-haired brunette smiled at this creative way Peyton spread her legs for her. Billie looked down, then up, and around, still wondering if anyone could see them. These were the last few moments where if anyone did walk in, what they were doing could pass for still practicing a move or counter to one.
She just couldn't resist how sexy Peyton looked, the way she was smiling at Billie, with her shorts in the center of Billie's line of vision. Billie got on her knees and crept closer. "Come here." Peyton called.
'How quick did they want to be?' 'What could they get away with?' 'Would they get fired if they got caught?'- All questions they asked each other this morning, but as soon as Billie's fingers gripped the waistband of Peyton's dark blue training shorts, those anxious thoughts went away. Peyton raised her waist just a half an inch off the padding to allow Billie to lower her ring shorts, down to her ankles. Neither woman wanted an article of clothing belonging to the other to be too far removed, just in case.
Once Peyton's shorts were lowered, Billie swiftly moved to Peyton's panties. Peyton and Billie were both wearing plain black pairs of panties underneath their shorts that were pretty easy to train in. Taking some control, Billie gripped Peyton's upper legs and moved them back a bit on the turnbuckle. She gave herself enough room to get right up in front of her pussy, and rest her chin on the turnbuckle.
Billie got a whiff of a familiar scent. "Gosh, are you always this wet when we're training?" She teased.
"No, just when I know you and I are gonna be a bit naughty afterwards." Peyton retorted. She really hoped that she wasn't showing any signs of being overly turned on when she was grappling someone that wasn't her girlfriend today, hoping they wouldn't be too put off if they had, or would they be too focused to even notice.
While Billie still occasionally, cautiously looked around the gym, Peyton closed her eyes, she felt Billie lower her panties, and lick her entrance, as she had many times before. Normally Billie and Peyton would build each other up more before one would go down on the other, but they weren't in the privacy of their own home. Plus, spending the whole day thinking about doing this WAS the buildup, so it wasn't too much of a re-adjustment for Peyton as Billie's tongue fully entered her so soon after taking her panties off. "Yes," Billie whispered, "So naughty." Then went back to Peyton's pink pussy lips.
"Oh." Peyton called as Billie began eating her out. They were really doing it.. In a ring that hundreds of people trained in, on a ring post that thousands of aerial moves have been practiced off of. Peyton and Billie were using the space as their own not-so-private private space. Billie parted her straight black hair so it hung to her right on the middle rope, underneath Peyton's left arm. Peyton's hands gripped the ropes tighter.
Billie gripped Peyton's thighs as she ate her girlfriend's pussy out. She wished she could see how beautifully Peyton's round, naked butt stuck out in between the two ropes. She gave a couple light slap's to her girlfriend's ass, which were not nearly as stiff as some of the strikes they had to take from the female coaches.
Peyton kept her balance, but her arms were getting tired. She knew she couldn't grip the ropes in this position for much longer, but she was enjoying Billie's tongue so much. Her right arm slipped a few times, and re-gripped, but the few times her left hand let go, she let it rest in Billie's black hair as Billie's tongue got inside her.