WWE Stipulations: Bliss, Steph & HHH
By Imorol
Disclaimer: This is a fictional story for adult entertainment purposes.
Now, to the story...
Walking through the backstage area, HHH had a look of frustration on his face. This year's Money in the Bank pay-per-view was coming up and a winner was still to be selected for the women's ladder match. Of the eight participants four were on the shortlist but a final decision had yet to be made. Each of the four women were former champions, and any of them would be deserving winners.
'I'll have to discuss it with Steph,' he said to himself, heading towards their shared office. As he stepped through the office door, the expression on his face changed when he saw his sexy wife.
Tonight Stephanie McMahon was wearing a figure-hugging red dress. The material hugged her huge boobs, snuggled tight to her body, highlighted her hips and clung to her thighs. Between her tits was a short zip, struggling to hold the brunette's dress closed. At the moment, the dress was hiked up to the woman's hips where she sat back on a leather couch. Her legs were wide open and her smiling face was beaming as she turned to look up at him.
Although he absolutely loved looking at his hot wife, his attention was diverted. Between Steph's spread thighs, the gold and pink haired head of Alexa Bliss was bobbing up and down as the diminutive wrestler licked his wife out. Loud slurping and sucking sounds emanated from Steph's crotch as her pussy was eaten by the small blonde. In his pants, Triple H felt his cock growing as he watched the sexy scene.
'Mm, Hunter,' Stephanie moaned, 'Alexa here was just trying to convince me that she should win the Money in the Bank match.'
'Oh really? How's the negotiation going so far?' he asked, smirking as Alexa looked up at him from between his wife's legs. She didn't stop licking the fragrant pussy in her face but did smile devilishly.
A wave of pleasure rolled through the brunette as her clit was suddenly sucked hard. 'Oh my...' she gasped. 'Well...she makes...a good argument for it,' Ms McMahon said.
'So I see,' Triple H said, now rubbing his prick through his slacks.
Noticing his reaction, Stephanie reached out a hand, looked at his bulging crotch. 'Take it out, Hunter.'
Happily the man unzipped and hauled out his large cock. Glancing down, he noticed that Alexa took in the sight, but remained fixed to her task between the legs of his wife. Stepping closer to the couch, he presented his thick rod to Stephanie.
Leaning over, the hot brunette grasped the hot cock presented to her and guided it to her mouth. Opening her pink painted lips, she hungrily sucked her husband in. Reaching down with her other hand and wrapping her fingers into the blonde's hair she held Lexi to her task.
Fuck, this is getting me so hot
, she thought, blowing Hunter while Alexa Bliss sucked her wet cunt. A low moan sounded in her throat when she felt two slim fingers slide into her.
Nose and mouth full of the smell and taste of fragrant pussy, Alexa watched as Triple H pulled his cock out.
Been a while since I last saw that
, she thought, recalling her time in the NXT developmental system.
Determined to win the Money in the Bank briefcase which guaranteed a title shot, Little Miss Bliss had approached the RAW Commissioner and propositioned her. It hadn't been the first time, and she wasn't the only wrestler to exchange favours with management. All she had to do was satisfy the older woman, and now her hunky husband, and the open contract was hers.
The sexy blonde remained on her knees between Stephanie's legs, her agile pink tongue licking her out, burrowing between the pussy flaps before twirling around the stiff clit. Peering over the brunette's trimmed bush, she watched as the Billion Dollar Princess started giving her husband a blowjob. Long fingers grabbing her head, Alexa felt herself being guided, her mouth targeted on the other woman's clit.
Ambitious and not one to be outdone, the smaller female pushed two fingers into her boss. Hot wet walls engulfed her digits. Sliding deeper, Alexa probe the surprisingly tight tunnel, running her fingertips up and down, searching for the g-spot. Hearing Stephanie moan, the blonde began fingering her proper, plunging in and out of the warm pussy. Lips closing, she suckled the hard little bean of the Commissioner, her tongue flicking over the tip of it.
I'm getting that briefcase. I want that contract and then I'm getting the title
, she thought, sucking the clit harder.
'Oh fuck yes,' Stephanie moaned, pulling her mouth off her husband. 'Suck my clit, Alexa. Suck it!'
Grabbing his wife's head, Triple H pulled her mouth back onto his prick. Thrusting his hips forward, he drove it to the back of her throat. Smiling as she gagged, he pulled out before moving back in. This time he didn't meet any resistance. Well practiced, his wife's throat was prepared and relaxed now. Groaning, Hunter's cock slid down into a clutching, slime filled throat.
'Oh Jesus. No one sucks cock like you, Steph,' he groaned. As she moaned her agreement, vibrations coursed along his embedded prick.
Slowly, he fucked her throat, sliding back and forth through her mouth, over her active tongue, the head plunging in and out of her throat. His ears were full of the slurping sounds coming from his wife's talented mouth and from between her legs where Alexa continued to suck her clit and finger bang her pussy. Mocked for his large nose, he was grateful for it now as the scent of hot cunt filled his nostrils.
Damn, Steph's really in heat tonight
.
Looking down, the man watched in fascination as pink lips tightly wrapped around his shaft, sliding up and down his cock. Eyes blazing with arousal, his wife looked back up at him. Gaze moving on, Hunter realised her fantastic tits weren't out. Quickly reaching down he unzipped the top of her dress, revealing the purple bra beneath. A quick flick of his fingers and he unlatched the front catch, the bra falling open. Stephanie's ginormous tits were set free, her hard nipples poking out, begging for attention.
Big meaty fingers grasped a huge tit, mauling it, groping the hot flesh. Catching a nipple, the male wrestler squeezed. He was rewarded by a high pitched squeal. Evil grin on his face, Triple H pulled on the teat, using it to lift the heavy breast. As another squeal sounded, he twisted the nipple. Steph's squeal rose in pitch, her eyes scrunched closed and her mouth sucked harder.
'You like that, don't you Steph?' he said.