Big Time Bang

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and are no true reflection of the characters, promotions, wrestlers, events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own WWE or any other wrestling promotion, or any current or former wrestlers/characters.

Starring: Becky Lynch, Dexter Lumis (all WWE)

Big Time Bang

An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.

Written by DaxG2001

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.

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Backstage at a live WWE event in early 2023, the ever-confident Irish redhead, certified MILF and multi-time former Women's Champion of both Raw, Smackdown and the Women's Tag Team Championship was walking towards the locker room area fresh after finishing off a last-minute merch signing at the show. Clad in a tight black ring attire of a nicely fitted top with long sleeves with a little gap above the chest to show a hint of cleavage with criss-cross straps over the gap. Down below a set of black shorts that hugged her plump backside and tights on her legs. Along with the usual boots and pads of her costume and a jacket with her nickname of The Man on the back.

When she approached the locker room, however, she paused and noticed that the door was unusually ajar despite the fact it was signed as being the Women's Lockerroom so should be closed in case anyone was in. "Hmmmm... Now ain't this a lil' bit familiar to what's been happenin' lately..." Becky remarked to herself in her thick Irish accent to show she's been used now to some unusual occurrences happening backstage. When she pushed the door open, she found the locker room was empty of people but with the usual lockers, a bench, and a side table with complimentary bottles of water and other items such as make-up for the female Superstars to use. The other women appeared to have already cleared out to just leave her travel case there. And one from the fact the zipper was down appeared to have been rummaged through by someone.

"Just as I feckin' thought!" Lynch shook her head and glanced around. Her eyes then went to the curtain that had been pulled to close off the shower area of the locker room as Lynch walked across. Without another word, she pulled the curtain to the side and was instantly met with the intense, wide-eyed and creepy stare of fellow WWE Superstar Dexter Lumis. The silent but sinister hunk was only clad in a pair of Jeans so his muscular upper body was on display but to piece together what Becky had suspected, he was caught red-handed (even if his expression was just that blank look) with a pair of Lynch's panties in his hands.

"Well, well, well! Not so much a peepin' Tom but a peepin' Dexter!" Becky smirked as despite seeing a strong, built man in front of her she wasn't afraid. "Now The Man feckin' understands it all... Someone goin' through my stuff, things goin' missin'... Feelin' like someone is watchin' me from down a corridor..." She accuses. "And now I see yerr goin' through my panties like a feckin' perv!" She states and folds her arms across her chest. "Ya realise I'm a happily married woman, don't ya, Dexy?" She said to tease him with a play of his name. "I've got a real 'Freakin' good Superstar waitin' for me back home with my kid... And while The Man appreciates the attention and all, I'm a taken gal! And I'm pretty sure you are too unless that whole weddin' thing down in NXT to Indi Hartwell was one of dem sham deals?"

Dexter, despite being caught, just stares down at Becky with that intense and creepy look without even a single word said by him.

"Oh, yerr gonna give me the silent treatment act, huh?" Becky snaps, annoyed to say the least by this all. She first grabs back her panties and tosses them away towards her suitcase, before she defiantly slips off her jacket and tosses it down like she's ready to square up for a fight. "You're askin' for a bruisin' is what you are, lad!" She says with a glare. "So you'd better give me a damn good reason why I shouldn't just kick yerr arse right here and now before I even think about reportin' all this crap to management! And trust me, Big Time Becks has a couple of favours that she can all in to make you pay for this!"

Dexter doesn't say a word. Instead, he reaches down and makes Becky Lynch watch as she now gets a turn to have a wide-eyed look on her face but one of surprise when he boldly, or perhaps just from his more filthy side, undoes his Jeans to drop them down. Letting her see the very impressive, thick and long cock that the unhinged Superstar possessed. And one that began to get hard when he stepped out of his pants.

"...That's... That's a pretty damn good reason there, Dexy!" Becky, despite her admission of being happily married, can't help but like the look of a thick, long dick as she nodded her head with an impressed expression. "Ain't seen a big ol' dick like that in quite a while..." She admitted and moved her hands to her hips. "But yerr know, Dexy... It still doesn't make up for the fact that you've been a right little creep, stalkin' me and pinchin' my stuff..."

Becky's defiant tone was cut off when Dexter suddenly reached forward and grabbed her arms. Lynch raised an eyebrow since Lumis moved without any words being said but made his intentions clear when he firmly pushed Becky down to make her kneel. So that her gorgeous face was in line with his hardening cock to get a better look at his vast, thick size.

"Oh, so that's how it is, huh?" Becky smirked again and lifted her eyes to lock onto that crazed stare from the man she's now discovered to be her stalker. "Ya want a piece of The Man... Well, usually, of course, I'd turn you down, being a hitched woman and all..." She reminded them both of her married status. "But... The Man feels like doin' a bit of charity work here and throwin' you a bone, Dexy!" She said with a glance at his dick. "Besides... Ya might just be all... Well, not so much talk, but just show... A huge feckin' slab of dick, sure! But do ya know how to use it? Especially with someone like The Man right here?" And with her tone that sounded like a challenge to the unhinged Superstar.

Again, Dexter doesn't respond with words but seeing that Becky had given her consent for him to get a piece of the target of his desires, he reached down and gripped a handful of her long red hair to bring his fat dick close to her lips and the sexy smirk that she had.

"Alright then, Dexy! Bring it on! Do yerr feckin' worst! But if yerr think The Man is gonna be afraid of just some big feckin' dick? Then you've... MMMMMPPHHH!" Lynch's infamously silver-tongued mouth was silenced when Dexter forcefully shoved his thick rod in between her lips. Her eyes briefly went wide for a moment from the invasion before they defiantly narrowed, but in a telling sign, she didn't pull her head away from his dick. That allowed him to thrust forward and begin to roughly fuck the Irishwoman's hot and damp mouth. He went in so deep that the thick crown of him connected with the back of her mouth to make sinful chokes be heard along with the groans while Becky's eyes were locked up at her 'stalker'. A wicked look that told him to bring it on and see if he could impress the talented female Superstar with a deep round of face fucking.

"MMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAH! HHHHHRRRKKK... MMMMM!" Becky's hands went up to his strong thighs but merely to hold him without any attempt to push him away. Held in place and willingly so as the muscular but disturbed hunk held her flaming hair and drove his dick deeply and stiffly in and out of her oral hole. The repeated chokes, whenever his dick slammed into the back of her mouth, made saliva spill from her lips that flexed with every gag during her attempts to keep them wrapped around this thickness. "GAAAAAAAAH! HHHHHHRK! MMMM! MMMMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAAH!" The multi-time former Champion gagged as her saliva got left on those inches and it began to drip down her chin to leave splats across the bit of exposed skin of her chest and down the front of her black ring costume. Her head slightly jolted, making her hair messy along with his grip as Dexter roughly pumped in and out in a way that would give a normal woman, and a good few female Superstars too, more than a headache never mind some jaw ache.

"HHHHHRRRKK... MMMM! GAAAAAAHHH! HHHHHRRRKKK!" No such risk here as Becky's eyes remained narrowed with a hint of desire. Able to fight through the pain and take his dick that got soaked with her drool to that along with her chokes and muffled groans the sloppy sound of that fat cock being pumped into her lips was heard. Along with the grunts from Lumis who stared down with that insane, wide-eyed stare without any blinks and used a machine-like pace. "MMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHH! GAAAHH GAAHHH GAAAAH! HHHHHLLLKKK!" Lynch at the same time got the first-hand experience that this out-there hunk was built a little different to most men, and perhaps her husband included, and not just in terms of the huge size of his prick either. He was able to last deep inside of her fantastic and soothing mouth that would otherwise finish off a man within a couple of minutes if not sooner.

Lynch had little time to think of that when his hands gripped her hair again and made her gorgeous face tilt. Her eyes widened again as the position went from a 'mere' face fuck to now an invasion of her tight throat. Her oral tunnel was made to stretch wickedly as the same intense pace was used to now slam his cock deep into her. In turn, her fingers firmly dug into his legs but again without any attempt to shove him off. A look of narrowed eyes was used by her to dare him to do his worst since her words were muffled by all that dick that pumped between her lips. A sloppy mess was left across her front to drip down her wrestling costume and her rounded MILF tits. But like the badass she is, her eyes didn't even water up even as her throat got resized by this huge dick that hit deeper into her than she's had in a long time.

"GAAAHHHLLLKKK! GAAAAHHHH! HHHHLLLKK! GAAAAAAAHHH!" The raspy sound of gagging and saliva flying about echoed around the locker room as The Man got her throat fucked deep and hard. Dexter's heavy balls smacked into her chin to add to the mess as he drove in for the full experience of her windpipe. Still rock hard with plenty more in the tank even if he didn't speak, just grunts and that unhinged stare at the target of his desire. Who shamefully didn't object to this deep throat action even if it wasn't with the Superstar that she was married to. "HHHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAH! GAAAAAAHHH... HHHHHLLLKK!" Lynch glared up with a wicked look in her eyes and showed off porn star potential in her own right to handle this amount of dick so deep into her. Moans were let out around his dick for a thrill despite the discomfort as shown by how her hardened nipples poked through her top. Able to handle the rough pace as her face got fucked deep and hard, while her hands still clutched his legs like she wanted to see what else he had to guts to do with her.

The look up at Dexter's intense stare only broke off when he pushed her head back and her eyes locked on to watch his huge length slip out of her mouth so she could gasp for air. A moment to pant while that heavy dick got pressed against her cheek to rest against the side of her pretty face. "Mother-fecker!!" Becky sinfully hissed and glared up, but with a cocky smirk like she didn't hate any of that one bit. "You've got some big feckin' balls on ya to try that shite with me, Dexy!" She taunted with a lick of her lips. "And here The Man was thinkin' you were all just a big cock and no action! Ya might be able to impress The Man after all!" And that last line had a tone to make it sound like a challenge.

Still without words, Dexter just made Becky gasp with a pull of the hair to force her up from the floor and turn her around. Pressing her up against one of the lockers so that her hands had to grip the side edges while her face got pushed against the wooden back with a cheek to the wall. So she could stare back as he held her in place with one hand and used the other to yank down the black shorts of her ring attire. Exposing her juicy, rounded ass covered in fishnet tights but wickedly without even a thong on underneath.

"Oi! You'd better be ready to feckin' pay for a new set of those tights, ya crazy hung bastard!" Lynch smirked as she felt him tear a hole in the tights before he shifted in behind her. Making a long groan escape her when his thick cock entered her tight Irish pussy to make her body tense up. An invasion that made her body shift as her snatch noticeably stretched like her twat wasn't used to this size of cock inside of her. Another poor sign for the man she's married to but right now all she cared about was being bent over to take her stalker's dick as he began to thrust firmly into her snatch to work that dick in deeply. A harsh pace once again that wasn't too far removed from how he'd fucked her throat just moments ago. The spit from her chin and off her top now dripped to the bottom of the locker as her tits swayed within the wrestling top that she still had on.

"UHHHHH! FECK! MMMMM! Yeah, come on, Dexy! MMMM! Is that... AHHHH! All ya feckin' got?? MMMMM!" Becky's thick Irish accent made not just the dirty talk smoking hot but her challenges irresistible as she got fucked from behind. Unfazed by being bent over as her face rubbed against the back of the locker or the tight clutch of her red hair to keep her in place. Not that she had any plan to move up or escape this with her hands on both walls either side of her. "MMMM! Come on! MMMMM! This is what... MMMM! You feckin' wanted, right? MMMM! So you'd better... UHHHH! Make the feckin' most of it, ya freaky feckin' weirdo!! MMMMM!" She taunted with that confident smirk now with a strong hint of desire to it. The pleasure she got from this big dick made her moan and got her pussy nicely wet around his fat cock. Without any concern that this was bareback sex which could result in a lot of awkward questions from her husband if a MILF like her took an early finish from another man.

Just like before, there was no risk of that with this sinister man who made up for a lack of title wins so far in his WWE career, let alone matches as of late on TV, with the kind of stiff and swift pace that was more suited for a seasoned porn star than a pro wrestler. His thick cock got buried forward into her wet and snug slot to make her ass ripple when it hit her muscular waist. The tights she wore tore a little with the hard impact that made a loud and lewd clap ring out around the changing room to go with the echo out of the locker that she let out. Filled up with a fat dick that ploughed into her and made her fantastic body shift so that her face continued to rub against the locker and that began to leave sweat on the back wall to drip down as it formed to roll off her face. A dose of action here that was a lot more intense than any recent match that she'd contested but unquestionably more pleasurable.

"MMMM! YEAH! Come on, ya fat-cocked bastard! MMMM! Let's feckin' see... AHHHH! What ya've feckin' got! MMMMM! FECK!!" She groaned and hissed in delight. Her snatch was filled up balls deep with a big dick to stretch her out in a way that would be extremely hard to explain if she had any action with his husband in the next few days or more. The only thing on her mind right now was being banged expertly by this silent and dangerous stud. She was even able to shift her body back a bit to stick her ass out and work her wet pussy along his thrusts to be stuffed full whenever he drove in. To make her cheeks clap hard into him as he grunted for the only noise to show his pleasure from this action. "MMMM! Like that, huh, Dexy?? MMMM! Like The Man's... MMMM! Tight, hot feckin' pussy... MMMM! Treatin' that fat feckin' dick of yours to a good ol' time, huh??" She licked her lips again and stared over her shoulder while pinned up against the back of the locker. The position might be submissive but she was anything but and still wanted it nice and hard from this deranged hunk who continued to stare down with barely any blinks while he began to sweat in his own right from the piston-like pace he used to take her snatch with.

As if to answer her lusty challenges and the last statement, Dexter of course didn't use words but actions in the form of a hard slap from his hand onto her thick backside. The spank made her head tilt in approval with a low groan to match. Only to be shoved back against the locker by his hold on her hair and coupled the push with another strike onto her plump backside. All while he deeply drove his dick in and out of her slit and leave his cock coated in her juices as a result. The spanks made her cheeks ripple even more than the shoves back and his thrusts did but the extra buzz of pain just added to her desire as she ran her tongue across her teeth and still had her face rubbed against the back wood. It was a Big Time dose of sex that only a former WrestleMania Main Event winner and multi-time Women's Champion could handle and she still wasn't satisfied yet.

"MMMMM... Like the look of me arse, do ya, Dexy? MMMM! Keep this up, lad... MMMM! And The Man might let ya tap it..." Becky made the sinful offer before she groaned again and switched her grip from off the sides of the locker to press on the backboard when she stayed bent over. His hand still clutched her now messy hair to help keep her in place but she still used her arms to shove her body back and drive her pussy back along his big dick. Able to match his pace and ease that snatch into him whenever he thrust in to stuff her full. "MMMM! FECK!! Ya dirty feckin' bastard! MMMMM! FECK!! MMMMM! Ya know what... UHHHH! Yerr feckin' doin' with that big bloody dick! MMMMM! The Man might just be... MMMMM! Impressed with ya yet, lad!" She teased again with a groan when he spanked her ass again. Even with the tights that continued to tear a bit around her crotch, his slaps with nice and strong so that a red handprint began to form on her ass from the repeated slaps she's taken. Another piece of evidence that would expose her cheating ways here to get it good from a man that she not only isn't married to but isn't the father of her child.

"MMMM... OI! I was feckin' enjoyin' that, ya mad bastard!" Lynch grunted in annoyance when Lumis not only pulled out of her snatch but dragged her away from the locker. A rare moment of The Man herself being manhandled as she let herself be pulled towards the wooden bench that ran along the middle of the locker room. "Oh? Ya want The Man to take over, do ya, Dexy?" She teased and soon found herself being hauled on top of him while Dexter laid on his back on the bench. A grip on her waist allowed him to pull her in place and be mounted over his lap with that big dick in her snatch and her still boot-clad feet on the floor either side of the bench. "Well then... Let's see if you can handle a Big Time ride from The Man then, ya feckin' weirdo!"

With that, the woman who was once proudly Becky Two Belts showed that she could not only take some red hot action but could dish it out too. Her hands were on his muscular chest so she could along with her legs on the ground push her semi-clothed body sharply up and down along that big thick cock to once again have him stuffed deeply into her wet and snug pussy. The long red hair of the MILF swayed behind her and her tits jiggled in her top. The loud crack of skin against skin rang out when her juicy ass slapped down hard into his legs as she used an aggressive pace of her own to test what the creep could handle. The familiar soundtrack of her loud and shameless moans as she enjoyed this unfaithful sex while the hunk underneath her grunted and still had that trademark unsettling stare in his wide eyes to watch her shift on his fuck-stick.