Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you?
This author would like to thank: TNP, Thee_Disciple, MaitreNuit and DarkLord Z for always being able to proof read my crap.
Special thanks go out to a very special Kelly Kelly fan who helped me write this fic. You know who you are ;)
Author's Note: Yeah, so you may have read about this on another site under a different name. That's just because I can't fit the full name in the Literotica title. ;)
Kelly Kelly and Christian were walking backstage after tagging together successfully to get the advantage in their upcoming matches at the latest WWE Pay per View, Tables, Ladders and Chairs. They were very jolly and drinking from their little red plastic cups of water and discussing their favourite parts of the match.
"God, Kelly you were great! That bitch McCool never knew what hit her after that elbow!"
Kelly giggled, glad she was working with such a talented and seasoned veteran of the squared circle. She was clad in a tight pink bra top, a tiny pair of black leather shorts and matching black boots that ran to the tip of her knee.
"Well, I couldn't take all of the blame! My super-bestest team mate did most of the work!" She placed a hand on the small of his back and smiled sweetly. "You were just awesome!"
Christian smiled and looked at her, as she bit her lip cutely.
"Well, I wouldn't say I was super-bestest... Ah what the hell of course I would! But, I think we should probably toast to our match and our new friendship! To new partners!"
Christian lifted the plastic cup up in the air and motioned to Kelly to do the same thing. She giggled and lifted her plastic cup up as well, knocking it against Christian's she ran her tongue over her pink lip gloss and smiled sweetly. They sipped the water together as a light bulb went off in Kelly's head.
"Oh that reminds me. Before I got here, Laycool totally threatened to jump me if we won tonight. So I put my stuff in your locker room? Do you mind if I change there? If it's not too much trouble?" Kelly asked, biting her lip gently.
Smiling, Christian couldn't quite believe his luck. He pounded back the cup of water and pretended to ponder it for a moment. "Well, gee Kelly. Me and you are great partners and everything but would I really want a super hot blonde in my locker with me? Survey says? Hell yeah! Of course you can stay with me!"
Kelly pouted as Christian pretended to ponder the question. She lightly punched him on the arm but then made up for it with a soft, sweet kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks, you're such a sweet-heart!" She smiled, tossing her long blonde hair backwards and linking her arm in his as they walked to his locker room. They reached his locker room and as he went to open the door it fell open, like they typically do in movies. You know the shots, when someone else is in the room with them?
Walking in carefully, Christian saw that his whole locker room had been torn to pieces. His gym bag had been torn apart, his clothing all over the place. It ran from the bench in the middle of the locker room to the shower cubicle on the other side.
Peering into the shower, he saw that most of his stuff had been piled in there with his spare tights clogging up the drain.
"Perfect!" He cried aloud, holding up the soggy tights. The water hadn't been running for long but was warm to the touch.
"Oh jeepers." Kelly exclaimed, surveying the damage. She bit her lip cutely and helped him remove his mess from the shower, she walked up behind him and placed her hand on his back again.
"I'm soooo sorry about this!" The sultry, hot-bodied blonde exclaimed. "Do you mind if I still shower here?" She asked, as Christian fished out his iPod, pressing the play button, the LED screen flashed to life.
Looking up, the question registered with him. "Oh... Oh no, go ahead. I'll be out here with my iPod."
Christian walked out of the shower cubicle and placed his ear buds in his ears and went to work tidying the mess up.
Kelly Kelly felt bad for him, and although wanted to help him, needed a shower first. He walked out of the cubicle with a heavy set of shoulders, she shook her head and bit her lip. Bending over, she unzipped her boots and stepped out of them. Next, she unzipped her trunks and stepped out of them, kicking them to one side revealing a tiny black thong. Finally, she unclasped her bra and let that fall next to her thong and wrestling trunks. She put her hand towards the steel knob and turned it on, the warm water a welcome relief.
Christian turned his iPod up full blast and drowned out the outside world. He started to stuff items into his large, now empty gym bag. Coming across his smaller bag full up of shampoo and shaving cream. He saw that Kelly didn't have such a bag, she certainly didn't have one with her when she showered. He knew that this shower typically took a while to warm up, so he stopped his iPod and without thinking he walked into the cubicle and was greeted with an astonishing sight. Kelly was washing her young, hot body and hadn't noticed he was there. He knew he should have looked away from his latest partner but she was so hot and desirable he had fought the urge. A sizeable tent had formed in his tights as he watched her. His right hand moved down to stroke his organ as she showered.
The warm water sprayed liberally over her body as she ran her smooth hands all over her sexy body. Her hands worked on her large breasts, her nipples hardening under the jet of water. Slowly, she leaned forward and ran her hands down to her sexy little ass, rubbing soap liberally over her body. Casting a look over her shoulder, she could see her tag partner there, gawping at the image.
Giggling lightly, Kelly Kelly looked towards him and smiled. Running her tongue over her luscious pink lips and while keeping an innocent look on her face, asked him an innuendo. "Do you want to shower too Christian? I could do with someone doing my back."
It took all of his mental strength not to look behind him to see if someone else was there. Christian gave a comedic gulp and nodded happily, walking into the cubicle he showed her his bottle of shampoo.
"I have this if you need it?" The handsome young Canadian said, his confidence growing as he approached his hot-as-hell tag partner.
"Mmm Hmmm. Yes please!" She smiled warmly as he approached her. She glanced down and giggled at the sight in front of her.
"You can keep you tights on Christian."
Looking down at his crotch he smiled as he realised he was still clad in his wrestling gear. "They help me shampoo better." He said with a smirk. Walking into the cubicle with her, he took hold of the bottle and sprayed some of the liquid into the palm of his hand. Pausing for a brief moment, he drank in the sight before him. He then rubbed the liquid into the luscious blonde's shoulder blades.
"Thanks a lot Christian." Kelly moaned softly when his hands came in contact with her skin. She leaned forward slightly against the wall, while pushing her juicy ass back against his crotch, watching the water spill over his sexy body and his trunks. Very coyly, Kelly grinded her ass left to right, just to toy with her partner.
The Canadian's eyes fought to stay open as the pleasure of having her young, sexy ass rub against his crotch. "You're... ugh... Welcome Kelly." The soap started to foam as he ran it into her soft skin. He watched a lone bit of bubbly water run down her back and onto her ass before reaching her actual crack. He smiled and thought about how nice it would be to be inside there, like that water was.
Kelly trapped Christian's thick bulge between her soft ass cheeks with a wide grin as she moved back and forth, watching the stud's facial expression. "You're such a good partner." Kelly softly moaned, seeing how hot she can get her partner. "Maybe I should help you get all cleaned up."
"Maybe you should? After all, partners share the work right?" He said with a smile. He ran his hands down her back, following a trail of soapy water. He reached her ass hole and slipped a finger inside her hot little bud.
"But I haven't finished yet." Taking charge, Christian started to finger Kelly's ass hole with his right index finger. Pumping the digit in and out of her bud, he smiled as it clenched around his lone digit.
"Ooh fuck! I came in here to get clean, not dirty." She bit down on her lip as she looked back at him with her mouth wide open, moaning softly with her cheeks filling with blush. Kelly swayed her ass, feeling the finger in her tiny little tight hole. She bent forward more, exposing her backside for him.
"Well, I'll have to keep you for longer then won't I? Because I bet you're a dirty little cum slut aren't you?" The hot blonde young man said as he pumped his finger in and out of her hole, but then started to play with the patterns. Moving the digit up and down, tracing lines in her butt hole and eventually making eight figures with it. Stretching it out for his main event, later. He then took hold of her left breast with his free hand and playfully squeezed the mound, her nipple pressing hard against his touch.
"Mm, who knew you talked so dirty Christian." Kelly blushed harder when he questioned her. The toying of her little asshole drove her crazy as she loved being touched in such a sensitive place. She could only grind her ass back to his touch. When he gripped her breast, another moan escaped her mouth. "Damn... So sexy..."
"Well, it only comes out for the best... And baddest of them." He said with a silent smirk. "Think you can manage two in your ass baby?" He asked as his middle finger came to join the fray. "I bet cock sluts like you could take a fist couldn't you?"