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material coming from his conscience or sub-conscience. If this text is read
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Angel Of Mercy
by Dr. Blasphemy (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Triple H awoke
still somewhat in a daze in his bedroom. Even thought the
room was in near complete darkness he could still sense that it was late
in day by the way the sun’s rays tried to break through the clothed drapes.
He then glanced at the clock at his bedside to prove what he already knew
and couldn’t believe that he slept nearly the complete day away. Even with
all that rest from the night before he still felt like crap.
Just two days before he had major knee surgery to re-attach the quadracep
muscle that ripped away from it in a freak accident when defending the tag
team title on Raw against Chris Jericho and Chris Benoit. Even now after the
fact he winced at the thought of how it felt the moment the tissue broke away
and zipped straight up his left thigh like a snapping rubberband. He still
was in great pain, but at least the worst part was over with and all he
needed to do was heal for the next six long months.
He didn’t like the fact that he had to, but there was nothing he could
do about it. If they would let him, he’d be right back in the middle of the
action, gimp leg and all. It would have been just another challenge for him
to overcome proving once again that he truly was The Game.
The only thing at the moment he was able to do now was lay in bed and
watch TV. After repositioning himself onto the hill of pillows he turned on
the boobtube with the remote to see if anything good was on. As he scanned
through all the channels the only thing that seemed to be on was; Oprah
Winfrey, Ricki Lake, Jenny Jones and The View.
-Shit! I must be in hell,- he thought dropping the remote onto the bed.
Just at that moment his wife “The Billionaire Princess” Stephanie
McMahon-Helmsley entered the room. She was still wearing her transparent
black teddy from the night before. The thin material easily displayed what
God gave her from her large, natural breasts down to her finely trimmed
pussy where the fabric gave her a sexy camel toe. The way she looked just
standing there made Triple H’s cock begin to stir.
“I thought I heard that you were finally awake. How do you feel today,
baby?” Steph said as she got into bed next to him, resting her head against
his shoulder while her hand caressed his massive chest.
“I’m still in bad shape, but not as bad as yesterday,” he replied as he
returned her affection by cradling her in his right arm squeezing her tight.
“Maybe I could take you mind off of it for a while,” she said with a smile
as her hand moved down his body, under the covers to his crotch. All Hunter
could do was sigh as he felt Steph’s hand grab his tool and began to stroke
Within moments Triple H’s prick was pitching a large tent from underneath
the sheets from his wife’s attention. Stephanie then moved down the bed
peeling the covers down as she when revealing her man’s meat. Now face to cock
she began to delicately kiss it’s surface from the tip down to his balls before
returning to the top with a long nasty lick up it’s underside. From there she
inserted Hunter’s flaring cockhead into her mouth and began to suck as her hand
returned to jerking his neckbone. Her long tongue swirled around it’s surface
like a constricting snake and probed into her husband’s peehole.
“Oohhh, baby, you really know how to work that nasty little mouth of
yours!” Triple H groaned. “Work that magic on my balls.”
Stephanie did what he commanded and licked his balls before juggling them
back and forth inside of her mouth. She did that for a minutes or two driving
the Cerebral Assassin crazy until finally popping his prick back into her
wet mouth where it belonged. She then proceeded to pump her head in a more
active motion, jabbing the tip into her cheek giving the man she loved a
raunchy display of her skills.
Triple H placed his hands at the back of her head to direct the action.
He pushed her head farther down in a rapid pace on his cock to the back of her
mouth causing Stephanie to make loud gurgling noises. She loved it when her man
took control and made her face-fuck him. It made her feel like a total slut.
With each following push deeper and deeper The Game’s joystick vanished
down into is wife’s saliva pouring mouth until finally her nose rested
against his abdomen. He held her in place not allowing her to withdraw
letting Sheph’s tight inexperienced throat spasm around his dick.
As the seconds ticked away she peered into her beau’s face, her crystal
blue eyes wide with tears beginning to swell from the strain. Triple H had
the look of complete domination with an evil satisfying grin on his face.
The longer Stephanie stayed in place the more her throat tightened in the
search for fresh air until Hunter was kind enough to release her.
Now free of his grip Steph ever so slowly retracted her mouth away from
his dick. It was done in such a way that it looked like his cock went on
forever until finally it exited with a loud wet pop. She gasped for breath
as she wiped the excess hanging drool from her chin.
“Now it time for me to get into the driver’s seat,” Stephanie said with
an impish grin.
She then reached inbetween her legs and unclasped the snaps on the bottom
of her outfit revealing her ripe pussy. Being careful not to near his injured
knee Stephanie repositioning herself by straddled Triple H’s waist facing
away from him. Balancing on the balls of her feet and a hand she grabbed her
husband’s large prick with the free one and impaled herself in one fluid
motion. Stephanie let out and long husky groan as she felt her cunt getting
filled to the max with her baby’s thick monster. Her ass began move up and
down using long stokes where it almost hit his pelvis until just the tip of
his prick was inside her.
Triple H had a perfect view of the action as he watched his woman’s pale
ass bounce in front of his face. His dick got even harder as his saw the way
her lips gripped around his tool on the extraction leaving a ring of her
frothy white cream about it’s base. If it wasn’t for his great control the
sight of that would have caused him to explode right there.
Stephanie then spun around to face Hunter never letting his dick leave
her velvet fist and began to grind her pelvis into his. She looked possessed
the way she gritted her teeth and cold blue eyes burned in concentration of
trying to satisfy her man. Her body was damp with sweat as she pulled the
the teddy over her head releasing her large natural orbs before leaning them
right in front of Hunter’s face.
Triple H took the opportunity to grab a swinging breast in each hand,
squeezing them with his powerful grip as sucked one of Steph’s pink nipples
into his mouth and bathed it with his tongue. She moaned as felt the skill
of her husband’s talented mouth work over her teat while his teeth playfully
stretched and pulled it causing a trickle of milk form. He instinctively
lapped up the watery warm liquid and swallowed it loving the taste.
“That’s it, baby. Take your medicine,” Stephanie lustfully encouraged.
“Take all of mama’s tit into your mouth.”
Hunter poured on the action inhaling the jug ravaging it by smothering his
face into it. More of his wife’s precious life giving juice squirted from the
source filling his mouth before he gulped it down. As the first one became
empty he immediately placed his mouth over the second one the continued the
“Yesss!” Stephanie hissed as she felt the motherly fluid being extracted
from her bosom.
With her energy restored Steph returned to riding her man’s dick with
renewed vigor. Triple H assisted her by wrapping his hands around her waist
and furiously pounded her down on his cock making her tits jiggle wildly.
Stephanie stuttered a long deep sounding moan as she rubbed her sensitive
clit with her finger. She rubbed, pinched and twisted the little pink stump
causing her to groan from the bolts of ecstasy shooting to her brain.
“You like it rough? Don’t you, baby?” Hunter asked.
All Stephanie did was continue to make animal sounds. She was oblivious
to what her husband had asked her being that she was now in her own little
world of pleasure. With each intense thrust she felt her body getting closer
and closer to orgasm.
From out of nowhere Triple H let out a loud grunt as he shot his load
into his woman. That’s was the spark that Stephanie needed as she cunt
received shot after powerful shot of his hot seed filling her belly. Her
whole body began to shiver as it overloaded with sexual information causing
her to flop down on top of Hunter.
After a while the pleasure began to subside giving Stephanie a chance to
take a deep breath. She then rolled off Hunter, moving her face back down
to his glistening prick and started to lick clean the yummy concoction formed
from their union with her tongue.
“So, baby, now how do you feel?” she inquired inbetween laps and fingering
her cum leaking hole.
“Like I could conquer the world,” he replied as he closed his eyes and
fell back to sleep.