WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, people, places, 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. I do not own the WWE or any wrestlers or people etc referenced in this story.
Starring: Becky Lynch, Maryse, The Miz, Seth Rollins (all WWE).
Dress Rehearsal Part 3
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001 & Kristi.
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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During the midsummer of 2023, in a luxurious mansion in Hollywood, California...
"Honey! Babe! Darling! Sweetheart! The love of my life!" WWE Superstar The Miz, dressed in slacks and a nicely fitting shirt, is pleading for his life almost as he tries and fails to smooth talk his stunning, blonde wife and the mother of his kids in retired female Superstar and former Divas Champion, Maryse. "We can talk about this! We've been over this! That redheaded floozy was nothing! Just an Irish homewrecker trying to wreck us because she and that idiot Rollins are so envious of our status as the Power Couple of the WWE!" He claims as he and his stunning but pissed-off wife are in the kitchen of the home as seen on their reality TV show Miz and Mrs.
The sultry and stunning French-Canadian Import, Maryse, stands in the kitchen at the counter as she silently is cutting up a handful of carrots, which she is throwing into a slow cooker crock-pot, obviously preparing dinner. Maryse dressed in a seductively fitted black skirt and connected top with the sides open to expose her gorgeous waist and hips "What is there to talk about?!" Maryse finally snaps in her seductive accented voice.
"Talk about??" Miz almost raises his voice with a look of outrage before he composes himself. "Honey, listen... You told me to invite that... You know, 'him' here to our home tonight!" Miz whines. "And hopefully he doesn't show up! But if he does! How exactly is this even going to 'work'?? The man clearly said to me several times that he isn't the kind of guy to... To..." Miz trails off, seeing Maryse glaring at him. "To m-make the kind of mistake I did! And that's all it was! A mistake!" The Miz claims. Nervously, he saw Maryse slicing up a carrot like she was thinking about cutting off a certain part of her loving husband's anatomy.
Maryse reaches for two small round potatoes and places them on the cutting board before she picks up a large kitchen knife. Maryse lifts her eyes and looks at The Miz before she swings the knife down and cuts the potatoes in half, as if the potatoes resemble The Miz's own often joked about 'tiny balls' "Mike... I told you not to concern yourself with him being here..."
"How can I not concern m-myself!" Miz said after whimpering from seeing Maryse's deliberate cutting technique. "Especially after you sent the kids off to my parents for the night! I can't help, as a loving, caring, responsible Husband and Father..." He pauses, wincing again as Mayrse firmly chops up another couple of potatoes as she mumbles something in French. "I must..." He was about to say more when the front doorbell rang. "I-I'll go get that! It must be a package or something." The Miz quickly excuses himself while Maryse again says something under her breath about doing something to his package.
When The Miz opens up the door, he's met instantly with a loud, cackling laugh and sees the reigning World Heavyweight Champion of the WWE in Seth 'Freakin' Rollins. Dressed rather ridiculously in a bright chalk blue set of pants and a long-sleeved jacket with feathers adorning the sleeves. Along with an oversized pair of sunglasses despite it being late in the day.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!! Mikey Mikey Mikey!!" Seth says, pushing The Miz aside as the other man glares as Seth invites himself in. "So nice of you to invite me to your lovely home!" Seth claims already looking around like he was expecting to see a WWE film crew here. "So, what's the deal, Mikey? A sneak attack? Some stunt for your reality show? Maybe you're still mad that your little wifey nearly punted your TINY balls into next week after she saw you moaning your brains out when you got a piece of my smoking hot wife Becky! HAHAHAHAHA!!" Seth says and his loud mocking voice can be heard throughout the house.
"Not... Tiny..." The Miz hisses through his teeth.
"Oh... Well hello Seth..." The sultry Maryse says as she stands in the entrance way of the kitchen, as she interrupts her husband, The Miz. "So happy to have you join us..." Maryse says as she places her left hand onto her nicely curved and visible hip.
"Us, huh?" Seth pulls down his sunglasses to see Maryse in her intentionally seductive attire. "Well... As far as set-ups go, this is an odd one... No cameras filming or anything..." Seth is still clueless about why he's been invited here. "OK, spill it you two! What's going on here... I doubt you two just invited me here to dinner or something." He at least has that figured out. The Miz is about to say something but Maryse shoots him a look to make him keep his mouth shut for once.
Maryse smiles as she steps out of the entrance way to the kitchen and begins to walk over toward Seth "Seth... How about I give you a tour of our loving home..." Maryse says as she seductively takes Seth's arm.
Seth pauses as he watches Maryse stroke his arm. "Woah, hey now, lady... I'm a married man, you know!" He says with a chuckle, looking over to The Miz who starts to glare but when Maryse shoots him a look, The Miz suddenly finds the floor very interesting to look at. "Well, I mean, I might be a happily married man like your precious Mikey is... But you are being such kind, gracious hosts here..." Seth says, being a little hypocritical with not just what he just said, but remarks he made in the past the last time when he and The Miz shared his wife Becky Lynch just after Maryse had caught them in the act. "So by all means, Mrs Miz! Please, lead the way!" Seth says. Not dumb enough to turn down the former Playboy model even with the risk of feeling the wrath of the Irish Lass Kicker if she ever found out.
Maryse smiles and nods her blond haired head, as she starts to walk beside Seth Rollins, while linked arm and arm with him. "Well Seth...as you can see this is our luxurious living room..." Maryse says as she motions with her right hand to the spacious area of decorative and designer couches, art work and decorations.