Than You Trish

The following is a completely fictional story. It is 100 percent made up and while the names of real people are used this is not meant to be a reflection of them. This is entirely fictional and not in any way a form of reality. Do not read it as such.

The following story is for adults only. No one under 18 is permitted to read it. Minors are not allowed.

The following story includes FF, oral, rim

Thank You Trish

By KMB

May 2023

Nerves should have been nothing new for Bianca. She had competed and performed at some of the highest levels of athletics and in front of millions of people watching her every move. She had felt those nerves and had overcome them, beating them back and triumphing all of her fears so she could not only compete, but win and thrive in the process.

But she had never felt nerves like this before because she had never done anything like this before.

Suddenly performing in front of millions live on television and in front of jam packed stadiums and showing she could go beyond all her limits to achieve something extraordinary seemed like nothing compared to being face to face with just one person. Everything she had done before suddenly seemed easy compared to the intimacy of something so new and scary that Bianca felt she wanted...or at least she thought she did...but was still too scared to take.

She didn't know what to do. Should she go through with this? Would she regret it if she did this? Would she regret it even more if she didn't?

Bianca had worked so hard all her life to turn her natural gifts and talents into achievements that went beyond her biggest dreams. And yet here she was flummoxed and uncertain because of one other person...one other woman to be exact...and Bianca had no idea what to do about this unfamiliar lack of confidence in herself.

To the worldwide audience that were her devoted fans, she was Bianca Belair, a multi-time champion in WWE and one of the biggest stars in the company. She hadn't gotten that way by being afraid. She had gotten that way through hard work and fighting off her fears to push herself to achieve her dreams. She wasn't just the "EST of WWE" as marketing gimmick. Bianca actually lived that because she worked with everything she had to be the strongest, the fastest, the baddest and the best...as well as the prettiest and even the sexiest.

But right then Bianca Belair felt more like just a character to her than ever before.

Her in ring persona now felt more like it was nothing but pretend because at this moment she was only Bianca Blair Crawford as she stood in the hotel suite facing a true legend and an icon. Right then she wasn't a character, she was only herself. She was a married woman with doubts and fears and nerves. She was someone who was uncertain of herself and what she wanted. She was a real life woman who was facing a real life crossroads.

There were so many times she had almost backed out of this. There were so many times she had nearly turned around on the way here. Even when she had arrived she had nearly run back to her car and fled the hotel. She was frankly surprised that she was here and even now she couldn't be sure that she actually had the nerve to go through with this.

Bianca had thought about a night like this for so long. The curiosity had been growing inside her so strongly to the point where she didn't feel she could keep it bottled up inside her any longer. If she kept this inside her much longer, Bianca was worried it would lead her to do something reckless that could wreck her reputation and cost her everything she had worked so hard for along with the family she treasured and adored.

At least, despite her nerves, she felt safe where she was. This wasn't someplace risky or tawdry. She felt secure and protected here. She knew this wasn't going to result in exposure or humiliation and that she wasn't going to lose what she valued so much just by being here. That helped but it still didn't ease her nerves or give the confidence she needed to see this through.

Bianca was sure her heartbeat could be heard. Frankly she wouldn't have been surprised if she was having palpitations. This was a crossroads for her and she was genuinely afraid what would happen if she kept going in the direction she was going in and didn't turn and run the other way. Yet at the same time she also believed deep in her soul that if she didn't at least try this then she would always consider herself a coward because it would mean she had denied herself something she not only wanted, but needed, because of anxiety about the unknown.

This was scary to her. Not because she considered this wrong...at least not wrong for other people. Rather her nerves were on edge because she had never done anything like this before and she didn't know if the curiosity she felt, as strong as it was, was worth taking this plunge into the unknown when she did not know what the other end of it would be like.

Would it change her as a person? What if she hated it? What if this ended up being a terrible experience that she would want to forget? And on the other hand, what if she loved it? What if it made her want it again and again and again and turned everything she had thought was stable in her life upside down? What if it made everything about her different and changed her in ways she couldn't fully conceive of yet?

She had come this far but did she have it in her to go further? Could she take this all the way? Bianca didn't know and she was scared about what might happen if she did.

It was why she had actually sat in the lobby for a while trying to will herself to get into the elevator. It was why she had stood in the hallway with her hand poised to knock on the door of the suite but hadn't actually done it and had instead backed away and walked in a circle around the floor trying to decide if she should just get back in the elevator, go back downstairs and forget that she had ever tried to think about attempting to do this.

Nothing had ever made her this nervous before and it was obvious how she felt as she stood there in the suite completely unsure of herself. Part of her wanted to bolt out the door like a frightened cat and the other wanted to throw herself in the arms of the other woman she was standing in front of and let her do things to her that Bianca had only dreamed of. And the other woman could certainly see that so she was nothing but sweet and gentle as she tried to coax Bianca to take this huge step.

"Don't be scared," the other woman said. "This is supposed to be fun. We don't have to do anything you don't want and we can stop any time it starts to get to be too much for you. I want you to enjoy this so we'll only do what you want to do"

Bianca appreciated hearing that but the truth was she didn't know what she wanted, so how could she know what she didn't want? All she knew was how nervous she felt as she stood there face to face with one of the most iconic women WWE had ever had enter the ring.

Bianca had dreamed about this very thing happening and yet now that it was the moment of truth, Bianca was almost frozen. She didn't know what to do and she didn't know what she wanted.

Her nerves and doubts were causing her to almost feel paralyzed and yet at the same time she didn't want to leave because she was in this hotel room with the one and the only Trish Stratus. The Hall of Fame WWE legend looked absolutely stunning wearing only a hotel bathrobe that was open just enough up top to show a teasing glimpse of a body that people around the world would have given anything to see and that Bianca was so close to being able to touch.

Bianca couldn't believe she was here. She couldn't believe she was staring right at Trish Stratus with so much sexual tension in the air that she honestly felt like you could taste it. Things were getting so real so fast and Bianca couldn't believe she was even considering doing this.

Fortunately Trish was very focused on easing all those nerves.

"You can relax," she said softly and gently, not making Bianca feel like she was under any obligation or pressure to do anything she didn't want to do. "We can take this as slowly as you want to. Or we don't have to do anything at all. This is all about you Bianca and what you want."

Bianca smiled when she heard that and it was a genuine relief to know she didn't have to do anything she wasn't ready for. She definitely didn't feel pressured but she did feel both terrified and excited as she looked at one of the most beautiful women in the world. And the way Trish looked back at her made it so obvious that Trish desired her and wanted to give her pleasures all through the night that would leave her completely satisfied like never before.

It was all over the hot gaze Bianca was getting from the other woman and that made Bianca's heart beat fast while also making her body react in a much more intimate way. Bianca could feel her own excitement between her legs. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach and the way her panties were starting to get seriously damp from the arousal that was growing thanks to this iconic beauty in front of her looking at her with such desire.

"I...I...I don't know...I don't know what I want..." Bianca admitted the obvious and that got her a soft caress against her bare arm as she stood there face to face with someone Bianca considered one of the most beautiful and sexiest women she had ever seen. "I can't even believe I'm here! I can't believe this is happening! This is all so much and I...I...oh my God I can't believe I'm so fucking nervous!"

Bianca let out a giggle as she swore, not sure what else to say as the excitement and nervousness turned into a cyclone inside her. She felt like she was about to get caught up completely in the whirlwind even though nothing had really happened yet and all she was doing was standing there face to face feeling another woman's hand softly sliding up and down her arm to make her feel good.

"Well maybe I can help relax you," Trish said before leaning in and for the first time ever placing her lips right on Bianca's.

She didn't ask permission first but at the same time she did it so slowly and gently that it was clear she was asking for consent through her action. Bianca had plenty of time and plenty of ability to make her stop and she didn't. Instead Bianca consented and for the first time ever felt a woman's lips on hers in an erotic kiss.

Of course she had kissed women before, but only casually and in friendly ways. This was so much more. This was a real kiss. This was the kind of kiss you gave someone in a romantic way and for the first time Bianca felt the soft lips of another woman in a sexual manner. When it happened she instantly realized that she liked it. She really, really liked it.

It sent a spark of excitement inside her that threatened to set her body on fire. Bianca felt a tingling like she had never experienced before and a soft moan came from her covered lips as she did nothing to make Trish stop and instead only let the kiss deepen. It made her pulse race and her toes curl inside her shoes to feel Trish's lips on hers. She could feel herself start to sweat a little too, not just from nerves but from the thrill of doing something new and forbidden that made her feel good.

She had stifled this inside herself for so long. She had tried to ignore it and pretend like it wasn't happening. She had told herself it was wrong. That it was improper. Even that it was immoral. But she hadn't believed it when she had tried to convince herself because she knew how she felt. She knew what she wanted and she couldn't keep this inside of herself for any longer.

This was not something that could be restrained any longer. It had to be let loose, at least once, so she could know what it was like to experience something so taboo and yet so erotic all at once. It burned inside her and even with all her nerves, Bianca felt compelled to explore.

The more she felt those soft, lovely female lips on hers, the more Bianca knew she wanted more. Her brain kept telling her to stop but her body kept telling her to keep going. It was wonderful to feel these lips on hers. It wasn't like kissing a man at all. Bianca loved men. She loved her husband. Kissing him felt wonderful. But this was different. It was so sensual and soft and it was unmistakably erotic to be doing something that Bianca was starting to really, really enjoy.

"Did you like that?" Trish asked as she finally pulled her lips away and gently ran her pink hand over the dark skin of Bianca's face. "If you didn't, we don't have to do anything more. Only if you want..."

"I want to!" Bianca blurted out, not even letting the other woman finish her sentence. "I liked that a lot! It felt really good!"

Bianca didn't mean to just spit her words out like that. But she felt like she had to make clear that she had really enjoyed the feel of those wonderful lips on hers. Bianca had never been kissed like that before and she wanted more even if she wasn't fully ready to admit that, especially to herself.

Trish smiled at the sound of Bianca's obvious excitement and she leaned in to kiss her again. Bianca moaned softly when she felt those lips again and this time she kissed back. She might never have sensually kissed a woman before but she found it surprisingly natural to do it. Maybe it was because she had been thinking about this a lot and trying to summon the nerves to do it or maybe it was just a reaction to how soft and velvety Trish's lips felt on hers but for whatever reason Bianca's instincts took over.

She kissed Trish back with a passionate urgency that was growing inside her. This was so different from kissing a man and it made her feel really good. In fact she was surprised by how good it made her feel. This was getting very exciting even though it was still very scary all at the same time and Bianca liked that. She had no idea what she was doing but she knew shew was enjoying this.

She tingled from the feel of Trish's lips on hers and those tingles got stronger and more pleasurable as Bianca kissed back, her lips pressing against Trish's and the both of them sharing the desire they felt. Bianca felt herself becoming more aggressive, pushing out of her shell just enough to really kiss Trish back.

Bianca was starting to let herself break away from her fears and that was a really good feeling as she kissed Trish back and found herself enjoying the feel of a woman's lips on hers. It was so sexual and yet so soft and pleasant at the same time. It was nothing but good feelings and Bianca loved it.

The kiss between them lingered for a few more wonderful, sensual seconds and then Trish eased her lips away to smile at Bianca. Bianca moaned both from how good it felt and from the need to have more of that feeling. It was turning her on more and more by the second and she longed to have Trish's lips against hers again.

"I'm so glad you liked that," Trish said, seeing the growing excitement in the younger woman but also making sure to ease into this very slowly so as not to scare Bianca off. "I can make it feel better than good though. I can make it feel amazing. I can blow your mind with pleasure and make you feel like you'll never be able to get enough of that!"

"Oh God!" Bianca replied, wringing her hands with nervous excitement as she felt almost a giddiness start to bubble up inside her, which made a smile cross over her flustered face.

Trish took that as a sign to continue and she took it a step further. The whole time the other woman had been wearing the fluffy white hotel bathrobe that had been there in the suite. Bianca hadn't said anything but she had been so curious about if Trish had anything on underneath. It hadn't been the first time she had imagined Trish Stratus naked but it was the first time she was close enough to really think she might see something.

The robe had opened up enough to really hint at the feminine curves that were underneath it. And the question of what, if anything, the iconic Hall of Fame former Diva had on under the robe was answered emphatically when Trish opened it up and slid it off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground and puddle around her feet as she revealed her full nudity to Bianca.

"Ohhhhh my God! Ohhhhhhh fuck!" Bianca gasped in shock as she stared right at the now totally naked woman standing in front of her.

This was happening. Oh God it was really fucking happening. Bianca felt her heart beat faster in her chest and she could also feel her breathing start to pick up. She felt like her instinct was telling her to look away and let Trish have some modesty but Bianca stifled that and instead drank in the view of the beautiful, creamy skinned bare body before her.

Bianca had been in locker rooms all her life with women in sports, at the gym and now in WWE. So female nudity was nothing new to her and she had never been shy about it. But she had never been in a situation like this before and having Trish Stratus standing there naked while confidently showing herself off was making Bianca very flustered even as she found it utterly impossible not to stare and enjoy the glorious view of this beautiful woman.

How on Earth could she take her eyes off Trish? In the ring she was iconic and out of the ring and out of her clothes she was even more spectacular. The yoga Trish had been doing relentlessly since her regular WWE career had ended had toned her up in such a sexy way. She was so fit and flexible and yet still had all of the attributes that had made her so instantly famous back in the Attitude Era bringing the WWE fans more than a little T and A.

Trish's large breasts hung firmly and proudly on her body even after multiple kids. The time she spent in the gym was so obvious all over her body with her defined muscles and her strong arms and stomach. Those legs were to die for too, looking so long and strong and lovely and flexible. And of course Bianca couldn't help but let her eyes roam down between Trish's legs and feel her heart thump in her chest and her mouth water at the sight of that glistening, smooth sex.

With all the nudity she had seen in her athletic career, this was far from the first time Bianca had seen another woman's vagina. But this was like none of those other times because this was no quick sneak peek in the locker room or the shower to try and catch a thrilling glimpse and not get caught doing it. This time Bianca could gawk and have her eyes grow wide as she saw Trish was completely waxed bald and that her sex was openly aroused.

She was visibly wet. Bianca was actually a bit surprised Trish was already so turned on and Trish had no shyness about it. She stood there, striking a provocative pose and not doing anything to hide how her smooth pussy lips were glistening wet and swollen with need. She wanted to make sure Bianca could see how aroused she was and how much she wanted this and that was a message Bianca got loud and clear.

"You don't have to just look you know," Trish teased in a gentle, caring way as she savored how shocked and flustered this stunning athlete before her was from the way she had just slipped her robe off and gotten naked. "You can touch me! You can do anything you want to me Bianca! I'm going to give you a night that you'll never forget and all you have to do is come here and kiss me and touch me!"

Bianca knew she could leave at any time. No one was forcing her to be here and Bianca knew if she bolted Trish would understand. But the last thing Bianca wanted to do now was leave. She was transfixed by the nude beauty in front of her. She couldn't stop staring at Trish's large breasts and that absolutely perfect vagina of hers. God, she could have been like a nude model or something and Bianca felt herself get wetter as her eyes roamed all over Trish's bare body.