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: AJ Lee (former WWE), Bad Bunny (rapper), Bayley (WWE), Batista (former WWE), Becky Lynch (WWE), Dominik Mysterio (WWE), Logan Paul (influencer, boxer), Randy Orton (WWE), Rey Mysterio (WWE), Tiffany Stratton (NXT/WWE), The Rock (former WWE), Stacy Keibler (former WWE), Torrie Wilson (former WWE).
WWE Surprise Party - Hollywood
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001 & Kristi.
Codes: Cons, MF, MMF, FF, MMMF, oral, anal, inter, pegging.
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In the centre of Hollywood, California, a private suite in an expensive hotel room has been booked out for what on the surface would seem to be just a pleasant, if not fancy, gathering. A selection of fine foods laid out on a table, with drinks and alcohol including champagne in an ice bucket. The room itself is laid out with a few tables, chairs and a couple of couches with smaller coffee tables as well in the spacious area. Although the curious boxes on a couple of tables, wrapped up with bows, look to contain something that might not match the feel of the room.
"No no no! When The Great One throws a party? The People's Champion doesn't do things half-assed, brother!" The multi-time former WWE Champion, A-List movie star and entertainment icon of Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson says with a smile as he speaks into a phone. "Yeah yeah... The Rock knows this was on really short notice, but with all the strikes going on at the moment and the shoot being halted? That just means more time to party, baby!" He smiles, clad in smart pants and a tight, likely more than $500-dollar shirt that hugs his muscular dark-toned body. "So The Great One sent out a bunch of invites, and we're gonna see who is down for one Hell of a party tonight! Hell, the Brahma Bull can't even remember who he sent invites out to! Which just makes for all the more fun for the party going all night long! If you catch what I'm saying..." He states with a chuckle in his voice.
The Rock raises an eyebrow as he hears the sliding door to the walk-out balcony open behind him on the second floor of the luxurious suite, turning to see the woman... or rather "The Man" Becky Lynch who has captured every Women's Championship within the WWE, stepping into the luxury and spacious suite, "The Man sure as hell knows how to make an entrance!" Becky says with a smug smirk on her face, dressed in a pair of designer black jeans and a yellow top while sporting a pair of obnoxious sunglasses. "So this is the place, huh Dwaynie..." Becky says as she removes the sunglasses and looks around the spacious area "Layin' out all the big bucks for this lil' party, huh?"
"...The Great One will call you back, brother." The Rock smiled, hanging up the phone and tucking it away. "Yes, yes it is... And if it isn't good old Big Time Becks herself!" He said with approval, turning to face the approaching redhead. "Glad to see you got a babysitter at short notice." He teases, fully aware of not just her status as a MILF but a happily married woman to a main event-level Superstar in the WWE.
Becky nods her head and smirks "Yeah, when ya are Big Time Becks...ya can make anything happen on short notice. Becky says as she walks over toward the table decked out with food "Nice spread... Ya really are splurging here!"
"Well, you know The Great One... Whether it's whooping some Candy Ass or Clanging and Banging in the gym, there ain't gonna be no half measures here!" The Rock brags, giving a glance over Becky's rounded Irish ass in her jeans as he follows her over. "Just hope the booze is strong enough for your tastes... Maybe not enough Guinness for you though." He jokes with a handsome smile.
Becky Lynch reaches over for a nice ice-cold bottle of Guinness "Ehh... Ya might need to get some more!" Becky says after glancing at the assortment of beverages. Becky easily snaps the top off of the bottle and takes a deep drink of the Guinness. "Ahhh... That's the stuff!" Becky says before she presses her lips together and looks at The Rock "So where the fuck is everyone?"
"Yeah, good damn question." The Rock says, holding up his hands. "Relax! The Rock didn't just invite you. But in the rush to get the invites out and set all this up? The Great One might have forgotten to, you know, set an exact time for when everyone should show up." He explains, giving Lynch a turn to do an impression of him with a raised eyebrow. "But they'll be here soon enough! They'll just need to play catch-up with the two of us, right?" He smiles again and helps himself to one of the beers from the table to crack it open.
Becky shrugs her shoulders "Well fuck... Here I was thinkin' ya just wanted to go one-on-one with The Man!" Becky comments, rather boldly, with her lips pursed together as she glances over The Rock noticeably.
"Woah, woah! Hey now! Easy there, big fella!" The Rock grins, catching her tone and the glance at his crotch. Especially as he makes a 'settle down' motion in that direction on himself. "The Rock would be damn well down for a piece of your fine behind, Big Time Becks... And if you're down to get this party started before anyone else arrives? Well then..." He now gets bold in his own right, reaching down to loosen and remove his belt after he sets the beer down (not even having taken a sip with something else to enjoy now). "The Man is welcome to go one... On one... With The Great One!"
Becky smirks and nods her head "Hope ya can handle the Big Time, Dwaynie..." Becky says as she takes another long drink of her Guinness, impressively draining the bottle in a long gulp. Becky proudly sets the now empty Guinness bottle down on the table before she turns back to The Rock and immediately sinks down onto her knees as The Rock fishes his cock out from his pants
"The Rock has been eyeing up getting a piece of the Big Time for a damn long while..." He states, letting Becky get a close look at his fat, long Samoan-black cock. The sight of his dark length, more suited for a porn star than a Hollywood movie one, contrasts sexily with Becky's pale skin and her flaming hair.