WWE Stipulations: Alexa Bliss & Nikki Cross
By Imorol
Disclaimer: This is a fictional story for adult entertainment purposes.
Now, to the story...
Smiling brightly, cute butt swaying, Alexa Bliss approached the door to Vince McMahon's office. RAW was a few hours away from going on air, and she still didn't know what her segment was to be. As usual, the final scripts hadn't been given out and the wrestlers didn't know what they would be doing. Knocking on the door, she had decided to go straight to the top to learn what her part in the show was to be. She was right.
'Come in,' came the deep gruff voice of the CEO and company owner.
Walking confidently through the door, Alexa stopped dead in her tracks, smile turning to a look of shock. In front of her were Vince McMahon and Nikki Cross, her current tag-team partner. Nikki was lying across a sofa, naked from the waist down. Chest covered by her ring attire, she wore a tight vest from which her cleavage was threatening to spill. Porcelain face framed by dark brunette hair, she bore an embarrassed expression on her flushed cheeks. Below, her strong legs were wide open, feet flat on the floor. The brown bush of her pubic hair was trimmed down. Running beneath was the slit of her pussy, currently plugged by Vince McMahon's thick cock.
Kneeling on the floor between the Scottish star's legs, Vince looked around at Alexa and smiled. He was also naked from the waist down, although his pants and underwear were wrapped around his ankles, trapped by his shoes.
'Ah, Alexa! Would you like a title shot tonight?' Vince asked, not at all embarrassed by the situation. Evil grin aimed at the diminutive blonde, Vince pressed forward, sinking a few more inches into the brunette beneath him.
Ignoring her partner's gasp as the thick cock slid further into her, Alexa said, 'Err, yes. Yes I do want that. I want the title.' It was the Women's Championship she really desired, but the tag titles would do nicely.
For now
.
'Good. Suck my cock,' Vince replied, pulling out of the brunette with a slurping sound. Standing, he faced the sexy blonde, his wet cock pointing at her. With a deep breath, Alexa made to get on her knees but Vince stopped her. 'No. Just bend over. Stick that ass out.'
Flushed with embarrassment, Alexa bent at the waist, bringing her face mere inches from her employer's prick. Glistening with girl juices and smelling of Nikki's pussy, it was thick and veiny. Wrapping her fingers around it, Alexa could feel her friend's slickness.
Eww god, it's on my hand
, she thought.
Hesitating briefly, she opened her mouth and took the head between her lips. Screwing her eyes tight shut, she could taste Nikki now, and closer her scent was pungent on the shaft.
I want those belts
, Alexa thought,
I want those belts
. With that her cheeks hollowed as she started sucking Mr McMahon's cock.
'Ah, that's good,' Vince said, feeling the agile tongue playing over the tip of his cock, soft cheeks wrapped around the crown.
It was not the first time that Alexa had given a blow job to the boss. But as she sucked, she couldn't help but notice the difference in the flavour. Salty male muskiness mixed with the more tangy essence of her friend. Pushing forward, she accepted some of the rod into her mouth and continued to suck and lick, lapping up the juices, cleaning it from the prick.
'Come on, Alexa. Get it in there,' Vince gruffly said, pushing his hips forward, forcing her to take more. 'That's better. Keep going.' She responded by taking half the length into her mouth and then some more until it hit her throat. Drawing back to the tip, she began bobbing her head up and down, lips tightly locked around the girth, mouth sucking, tongue licking.
'Give me your throat. Take it all the way in and you'll go all the way to the top,' the promoter encouraged her.
With her mouth wrapped around the veiny member, Alexa threw a deeply embarrassed look at her tag team partner. Between the spread legs of Ms Cross, she saw her pussy was a wide-open wet hole.
Vince has really done a number on Nikki
. Peering over her beautiful cleavage, the Scot returned the embarrassed look, as if she could sense what Alexa was thinking. Certainly she knew where the other woman's gaze was.
Turning her attention to the boss, the small woman returned his prick to the back of her mouth. Flattening her tongue, she relaxed her throat and steadily pushed forward. With a slick yet full sensation, the head passed through her throat and down into her oesophagus, dragging the thick shaft after it. Feeling every inch filling her throat, Alexa kept pressing forward until her nose was buried in the man's pubic hair. She had succeeded in swallowing his entire length.
'Yeah, that's it. Suck my cock,' Vince said. While the blonde's head started bobbing up and down again, this time taking and stimulating the entire thing, the old man, looked over her back. 'Sweet little ass,' he said as his large hand smacked her upraised rear, his fingers grasping a firm cheek.
With the prick down her throat, lips wrapped tightly around the base, Alexa was distracted by movement. Eyes hot, cheeks flushed, Nikki Cross watched on as her partner gave their boss a deep throat blowjob. Between her legs she was stroking and rubbing her clit, fingers glistening with her wetness.
'Aye, that's it Lexi. Suck that cock,' she said, licking her lips.
With the CEO now groping her backside with both hands, Alexa continued to deep throat him. Beneath the shaft, her tongue worked continuously, wrapping around it, licking it. Combined, the flavour of both him and Nikki's wet pussy filled her mouth, the taste not as unpleasant as she had originally thought.
Vince hooked his thumbs into the American wrestler's ring attire and pushed. Shorts, fishnet pantyhose and thong were pushed over the firm cheeks of Alexa's ass, baring it to the room. Leaving the clothing at the top of her legs, Vince pushed his fingers into the crack of Ms Bliss' rear. Warmth met his probing fingers as he delved between them, quickly finding the asshole.
Hearing an evil chuckle, she wasn't surprised when a finger started probing her anus. It was difficult for Alexa to concentrate on sucking while a large finger pressed against the tight ring, moving in gentle circles with just a bit of pressure. Needing a breath, she pulled the prick out of her throat. But the company owner increased the pressure of his finger, pressing harder against her sensitive ring. In reaction, Alexa leaned forward, taking his cock back into her throat.
'Damn, that's some good pole smoking,' Vince chuckled again. Bringing his finger to his nose, he sniffed it, smelling Ms Bliss' asshole. 'Sweet as honey,' he said before putting it in his mouth for a taste. 'Talking of which...'
Head now bobbing up and down the entire length, Alexa continued to suck Mr McMahon off. Eyes closed so she wouldn't have to look at her tag partner, she would pull her lips up so only the head was enclosed in her mouth. Sucking on it, she would use her tongue to probe the slit on the tip before taking the entire thing back down into her saliva-rich throat. Hands braced against his strong thighs, she throat-fucked herself on his prong, knowing what he liked. Saliva dripped from her mouth as wet glugging sounds emanated from her throat as she swallowed on the man.
Vince leaned over the sexy blonde, hands groping her ass cheeks. For a few minutes he pawed at the buttocks, delighting in their smooth skin, the firm toned muscle. One hand slid over her butt and began probing into her crotch. Finding a wet slit, he ran two fingers along it. Already hot, the pussy was drooling and Alexa's cream soon coated the man's digits.