Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss, Bayley, Nikki Cross or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE diva. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Bayley was on top of the world right now. She was the longest reigning SmackDown women's champion, and more importantly was the SmackDown Alpha female,...
Mickie James took a deep breath and then skipped up to her long-time idol Trish Stratus. She had just saved Trish from an attack by the evil Victoria and she was really hoping they would be friends. "Hi, hi! I'm Mickie James. I'm RAW's newest diva. I just signed my contract last week. I'm so happy to be here, so nice to meet you." Mickie claimed, barely pau...
Friday nights were made for hunting. I'm sure all the real hunters out there know exactly what I'm feeling. Damon is the name. I'm a big and tall black man living in Atlanta. Hunting is my favorite sport in all the world. Fasten your seat belts because it's going to be a bumpy ride. I went to visit my favorite woman, this plump chick who goes by the name of...
"I choose..." Mickie yelled loudly, knowing she would need to if she wanted to get the attention of her fellow WWE divas. She succeeded, Melina and Trish immediately falling silent and waiting for Mickie's decision. Not that Mickie was that much closer to deciding. Both her former and current girlfriend had proven they were as good as each other, but she k...
Maryse smiled widely as she looks at the picture on her phone of a big fat disgusting ass. The massive cheeks were being spread, presenting a perfect view of the fat ass bitch's ass hole which was gaping obscenely wide. After a few minutes of just staring at that beautiful sight Maryse sent the pic to Melina along with the words, you weren't my first bitch....
SMACK! Trish Stratus cried out in pain as the sound of her big ass being smacked echoed throughout what she had thought was an empty corridor. Thinking some cocky WWF superstar or backstage attendant had stepped out of line Trish turned around and prepared to slap whoever had smacked her booty, but all the fight drained from her body and her ass hole pucke...
Oh, man. I just can't stop laughing as I look into Hilda Brown's eyes. She is mad as hell. Why is she mad? My ten inches of long and thick, uncircumcised black cock are filling every inch of her tight asshole. Yeah, the big black woman is mad as hell. Her eyes are wide as saucers. Her lips are trembling. Sweat beads cover her forehead. And I can't help but s...
My name is Sean Patterson Brown. I'm a big and tall young black man living in the city of Denver, Colorado. Many people can only dream of being wicked and getting away with it. I've done that. The bad stuff is addictive. And I got it all out of my system. Ever heard of focusing on the future? Well, that's what I'm doing right now. Where am I doing it? At the...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Alexa Bliss or Charlotte Flair or Mickie James or Naomi or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Charlotte Flair normally wouldn't tolerate meeting in someone else's hotel room. Her sluts either came to her, or...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Becky Lynch or Charlotte Flair or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Charlotte Flair had never been more ashamed, humiliated, or furious. Sure, her team had let her down big time, but that was no excuse, because both teams had...