The night after Summerslam’02, just as RAW was over and the cameras had
stopped rolling, the limo carrying Brock, Paul and Stephanie made a U turn
in the parking lot and made it’s way back inside the backstage arena’s
Eric had been standing there the whole time waiting for Steph to get out as
he wanted to discuss some ideas for the next month’s programs and progress
of the SD!/RAW feud. Eric couldn’t help but stare as Steph as she followed
Brock and Paul, who were obviously joking around about something as they
walked back to Brock’s lockerroom.
Steph, wearing her casual
tight black pants and a very tight pink top that
was buttoned over her stomach, covering a lighter big top that clung to her
massive chest. Just watching her step out of the limo and seeing her curves
move made Eric alil dizzy with lust as he hesitated to approach Steph for a
“Ah, Steph. Hold up, I wanna go over some ideas with you about our angle. Is
your office free?” asked Eric.
“Sure, just go down the hallway and it’s the 4th door on your right, I’ll
be there in a min.” Steph replied as she walked over to Kevin Dunn, Gerald
Brisco, and Pat Patterson, discussing briefly about tonight’s show and how
Eric had entered Stephanie’s office, seeing her luggage opened up, he
quietly wondered over to catch a glimpse of what clothing she had inside her
suitcase. He had seen her vynal pleather pants and boots, tops of all sorts,
and reached in and swayed some clothes to the side only to reveal her
underwear of lace, satin, lycra, and spandex bras and panties of all colors
(sky blue, pink, white, black, red, lavender, ect). As he heard the clatter
of Steph’s boots walking on the hard cement floor, Eric quickly took a seat
at the table in the office.
“Sorry about that, I just wanted to check in to see how it looked from the
back tonight”, Steph said as she walked through the door, carelessly tossing
a file into her luggage.
“No no, it’s ok” Eric said.
“So, you wanted to go over some ideas, Eric?”, Stephanie said as she took
some clothes out and started re-packing them by folding them. Eric watching
Steph unpack and fold her clothes the whole time, studdered, “Um, ah …
yeah! Yes, I think we should come together …”
Stephanie looked over at him as she raised her eyebrow. “I MEAN we should
join both the rosters like the way they were before.”
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea Eric, I mean, … “. She stopped with
a hush as she caught Eric staring at her holding her brasuires with obvious
HUGE cups on them.
“Oh, sorry. I arrived kinda late and I havn’t checked into my hotel yet,
and when I carried my stuff into the office here, my case dropped and all
my clothes spilled out, which is why I’ve gotta repack everything,” Steph
explained, as Eric (a little blush from staring at her bras) nodded,
accepting the apology.
“They’re nice” Eric blurted out inadvertantly, his eyes widened. Stephanie’s
eyes had obviously widend too, looking back at Eric with a bit of shock.
“What I mean is, those bras of yours. They look nice”. Stephanie, relieved
somewhat, smiled and said, “Ah, thanks hehe. I picked them up at Victoria’s
Secret”. Eric feeling a bit couragous, guled up and said, “Wow, would love
to see how they look on you”.
Stephanie felt her heart drop, but was turned on to the idea of giving a
bra-like fasion show for Eric Bischoff. She replied, “Ok Eric, tell you what:
We drop the merger idea and I’ll show you what type of bra I’m wearing right
now.” She stuck out her hand and Eric shook in agreement, “You gotta deal!”
Stephanie just smiled, but forgot to realize til now that she wasn’t wearing
a bra that evening. Eric looking at her in anticipation for her to take off
her shirt and show him her bra. “Well, come on, we don’t have all night now
hehe” Eric smiled as Stephanie said, “Well … ok …” Clinching her eyes
closed, she thought to herself, “well here goes nothing.”
She lifted up her 2 tops, her amazingly HUGE breasts bounced out, as she
sighed just slightly at the freedom of her massive mammories had been given.
Eric’s jaw practically hit the floor as she stood there topless before him.
Taking his jacket off as he couldn’t keep his eyes off of Stephanie McMahon’s
38DDDs. Her nipples were a deep pink, almost reddish like with areolas a
slight bigger than a 50 cent coin.
Eric couldn’t take it anymore, he just had to reach out and start feeling
those breasts that were bigger than kantalope but just a bit smaller than
watermelons. He stuck his hands out and started rubbing her nipples with the
tips of his fingers, Stephanie’s eyes met his as they both stood in Steph’s
office, Eric rubbing Stephanie McMahon’s nipples over and over in circles.
Steph couldn’t help but moan softly, extending her chest out for Eric, making
them appear even BIGGER than they already were.
“WOW Steph, I’ll bet you could feed all of Somalia AND the poor Afganistans.”
Stephanie just smiled as she slid herself backwards onto the table they were
to discuss ideas over their angle earlier. She sat on the ledge as Eric
started massaging her entire cleavage by now, feeling her up, moving himself
between her legs and leaning in and start necking her.
“Ah Eric, are you sure we should be doing this?” Steph cautioned. “Are you
kidding mama? I’ve been wanting this with you from the moment I step foot
into this company!” Eric replied, lowering himself further down to
Stephanie’s 38DDDs, holding them both up and out. Eric sunk his lips over
Stephanie’s right nipple and areola, starting to suck on her HUGE breast as
he continued feeling up the both of them. Stephanie just moaned as she
looked down at him and watched him suckle on her nipple, as she reached
under Eric and started undoing his pants, sliding them off of him along with
Eric getting the idea of how far Steph wanted to go, started undoing her
bottoms, revealing a pink satin thong that he enjoyed slipping off of her.
Still devouring her right mammory, slipping his right set of fingers bewteen
her thighs and begins playing with her pussy lips.
Stephanie moaned a little louder as he pushed himself up on top of the table
and pushing Stephanie up it alil further so her entire body was on the table.
Eric crawling between her smooth long legs, his hands roaming up and down her
curves as he finished up feasting on her right breast.
“Let’s see how RAW Steph can really get” Eric snarled as he pushed the tip
of his now erect 5″ cock against Steph’s wet and moistened pussy lips. Steph
spreading her legs a bit wider for him, “Mmm yes Eric, fuck me, fuck me like
you fucked Elizabeth behind Randy’s back”. Eric not knowing where that came
from or how Steph knew about that encounter from 1996 in the WCW locker room,
similar to this occasion just after Elizabeth had gotten her boobjob. About
to speak up about it, Steph not wanting to break the mood, shoved his face
into her HUGE left tit.
“Suck on it baby Eric, suck on mommy Stephie’s BIG TITS baby”, Eric didn’t
need to be told twice as he let his instincts kick in and started sucking on
Stephanie’s left breast as if he were a starving infant, moaning into her
cleavage as he started thrusting his cock into her wethole, slowly at first,
but building up gyration movement.
“Ohhhh yes Eric!” Steph moaned constantly, unaware that guys like Test,
Spike, and Show could hear moaning from the otherside of the door.
Steph and Eric remained in their position for a good 10min, with him onto
his right side and her on her back with her legs turned so he could keep
thrusting his hard hot rod deeper into her pussy canel and remain latched
onto her left nipple, sucking happily.
“Mmmm, now let’s see how Eric takes the SmackDown! from THIS GM!” She said
with an evil smile. She rolled over on top of him and started comming down
onto his cock, her breast being pulled from Eric’s lips, found his hands back
up to her NOW BIGGER titties (since they congested up 1 cup size bigger from
all his breast play). Feeling her up as she straddled him over and over,
both moaning and fucking eachother, Eric thrusting his hips upwards while
Stephanie let him squeeze and knead her whoopin’ boobs while her crotch
became plundged with his hard meat.
“FUCK ERIC, I’M GONNA CUM!” – She bursted into a violent orgasm, screaming
“ERIC PAUL ANDY DADDY” (her previous lover’s names 😉 She fell ontop of Eric
as he kept fucking her until he felt himself release inside of her, “Ahhhh
God Steph, you’re terrific!”
They both layed on the cool table top that felt nice and chilled with their
hot bodies weaked from passion on it. Eric leaned over and planted a warm
affectionate kiss on Stephanie’s lips, she didn’t seem to mind and even
kissed back. He couldn’t help but feel totally attracted to this woman as
they both locked eyes, holding eachother.
“Steph” Eric softly spoke.
“Would you . . . ”
Steph looking at him as he’s trying to spit the words out.
“Stephanie, would you … ahh gosh how do I put this . . ”
Stephanie looked a bit confused.
“Will you marry me?”
Steph’s eyes lit up and her heart dropped, Eric slightly flushed from
spitting it out finally. He grabbed Steph’s hands and kissed them together
as he arms pressed against her chest, making her breasts jiggle.
“Yes, Eric, I’ll marry you” She replied with a big smile on her face, as
they hugged and kissed before they got theirselves back together.
Meanwhile, the entire cast and crew spread out after the moaning had stopped
from Steph’s office. Vince knocked on the door, “Honey, I we’re heading
towards the airport right now, we’ll catch up with you at Unforgiven, ok
The door opened and Eric Bischoff, with a HUGE grin on his face, stood before
Vince, “Sure thing . . . Dad!” – zipping up his zipper on his trousers on his
way out, walking past Vince.
It was a warm night in L.A., outside the Staples’ Arena for WWE’s return with
UNFORGIVEN. The superstars of the WWE had arrived via limo: Edge, Christian,
Val Venis, Test, Lance Storm, and Chris Jericho together in one limo. Brock
Lesner, Batista, John Cena, Nidia, Jamie Knoble, and Randy Orton arrived in
another (OVW limo). Lita, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Shannon Moore, Hurricane
Helms, and Ric Flair – all in the N.C. crew limo, showed up.
However, Paul “HHH” Levesque was alil confused as to why Steph wasn’t in the
McMahon limo, as he rode with Vince, Shane, Paul Heyman, and JR.
“Anyone know where Steph is?” Asked Hunter.
Vince replied, “I’m not too sure where she is or who’s she riding with ..
*gulp* .. but I just hope whatever the case maybe she shows up tonight.”
Hunter just looked at Vince alil distraught, then stared off to the window as
he’s known to do in limo rides.
In the infamous White limo, the black window was up dividing the driver from
the passangers in the back and steam was fogging up the tinted side windows,
yet the sun roof remained open. There was Eric, laying between Steph’s long
legs, humping his 6″ of manhood deep into her hot wet moist cunt. With his
hands on the sides of each of Steph’s breasts, his face was buried between
the 2 mountains of pleasure, licking, nibbling, and sucking.
“Oh GOD Eric you’re the best, baby!” Steph shouted as she’d reached her 3rd
orgasm. Eric knew right away what Steph wanted, being as she’s an intense
individual. He quickly latched onto her left nipple, sucking away on it as
the mound of breast flesh jiggled before his lips, his hips pursating between
Steph’s legs even quicker, trying to decend her into as many orgasms as he
can possibly hold out for.
“FUCK ERIC, I’m GONNA CUM!” … AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!
She let out a violent orgasm as she grabbed Eric Bischoff by the back of the
hair and smothered his face into her gorgeous left breast, subsequently
forcing Eric to release his former WCW sperm into her cunt, moaning loudly
into her skin.
She just smiled down at him, as he returned the grin and layed upon her
large breasts until they reached the arena.
As UNFORGIVEN was about to begin, Hunter knocked on Stephanie’s office door.
“Steph, are you in there?” Startled, she quickly buttoned up her white blouse
and put her navy blue lesuire jacket on as Eric whipped the lipstick off his
lips and neck, trying to cover up from their make-out session in her office.
She opened the door and stood before the opening, “Hunter, hey. How are you?”
She said with that beautiful smile of hers. “Don’t ask me how I am, where the
hell were you earlier?! I felt like a damn germ sitting in that limo with
your father and his cahoots!” HHH replied back with obvious anger. Eric heard
his tone and wanted to protect his newly fiance’ from a verbal bashing by her
“still technical” boyfriend Paul “Hunter Hearst Helmsley” Levesque.
“Wait Paul, just hold on ok? Steph was with me, we were going over ideas,
there’s no need to jump the gun.”, Eric tried to calm Paul down, but Paul
grabbed Eric by the collar, “Listen, STAY THE HELL OUTTA OUR BUSINESS. YOU’RE
STILL THE CHEAP PANTYWASTE WHO TRIED TO PUT US OUT FOR THE LAST 8YRS!”
“Ok Paul, STOP!” Stephanie got between them. “You wanna know the truth Paul,
huh?! You wanna know why I didn’t ride with you to L.A. here? Because I was
riding with my new fiance’!” She raised her ring finger on her left hand as
Paul’s eyes widened, Eric looking like he was about to pee his pants before
Paul slowly let go of him.
And as Paul slowly backed up, standing behind him was a furious Vince
McMahon, there the whole time as she told Paul the truth. Steph’s eyes were
bugged out, Eric had a concerned look on his face.
“I Can’t believe this Steph. You know, maybe I was right about you this time
last year: Maybe you are a filthy, dirty, barrel bottom feeling lil whore!”
Vince said with anger. Just then, Paul lost “it” and attacked Eric. Stephanie
just screamed for help. “DADDY, ANYBODY, HELP!!”.
Security tried pulling Paul off of Eric, but couldn’t so they dispatched
the Police in the building. Soon, Paul L. was in handcuffs. “ARREST THIS
BASTARD .. THIS .. THIS .. MONSTER!”, Steph tried throwing out the right
words before leaning down to comfort Eric. Crying, Steph slipped her arm
underneith Eric’s neck and held him.
“It’s ok baby, mama took care of everything.” She caressed his hair. All Eric
could do was look up at her as he was dazed and bloodied from the beaten he’d
just recieved. Ironnically, his eyes shifted off to the side, zeroing in on
Steph’s chest. Knowing where his eyes were, she softly let out a giggle. She
whispered to him, “Do you want these? Do you want mama to nurse you again?”
Eric knodded and slowly smiled.
In the EMT room, Eric was cleaned up. Steph walked in, asking for Mr.
Bischoff and herself to have some privacy for 30min. The EMT’s thought that
was stranged, but knew what she was up to.
Without saying a word, Stephanie began undoing her top before Eric’s eyes. He
immediately grew hard for her and it was shown.
“My father’s disowned me and Paul’s in jail. Haha, he was just forefieted in
his match and RVD’s the NEW Raw champion.” She said with pleasantness, but
looked down and seen that Eric was already sucking on her right breast,
holding onto it with both hands. Steph just smiled and ran her fingers
through his hair. Soon his right hand slide between her legs over her crotch
(she was wearing a matching pair of bottoms to her navy blue lesiure jacket)
and began rubbing it back and forth.
“Mmmm, let’s get out of here and head back to the hotel suite early”, she
said with a grin, throwing Eric’s clothes at him. He stood up wearing the
hospital like apron-gown and changed in the bathroom before they opened the
door of their white limo, only to find the SHOCK of Stephanie’s life:
“MOTHER!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM?!?!” Steph yelled, as her
and Eric (who was looking with a bit of disgust), had caught Linda McMahon,
naked with her legs up and her feet up top the sunroof. Licking her out was
none other than Paul “HHH” Levesque, who looked up at both EZ and Steph,
then gave off his trademark Evil smile.
“Oh sweetie (God that’s it Paulie, ohh), I had to bail him out before his
match but it was too late and I .. (Ahhh god yes) thought he could use some
cheering up”, Linda retorted to her upset daughter and confused future
son-in-law. Paul still continously flickering his tongue over Linda’s g-spot,
making her squeerm and shake, her breasts (which wern’t that wrinkled)
jiggled flat like pancakes on her chest. Paul stopped licking her and slipped
two of his fingers deep inside Linda’s cunt.
“You see it’s real simple Steph: If I can’t have you, the daughter of the
McMahon Empire – then I’m going to have to have Linda, the matriarch of the
McMahon Empire. Oh yes, it will be MINE someday!”, Paul almost in a promo
like tone, revealed to Steph and Eric, as he pulled his black work out pants
down and revealed his monster 8.5″ cock and slipped it inside Linda, making
her scream, “OH FUCK ME HUNTER!”.
As he was doing just that, Stephanie and Eric looked at each other in
disgust … only to slowly turn their heads and their bodies over, revealing
Vince McMahon standing between them, looking at the action inside the limo
with the door still open. Steam was comming out of Vince’s ears as his head
was beat red and looked like it was about to explode.
“MY WIFE!!! … MY DAUGHTER!!!! … FUCK YOU!!! FUCK YOU ALL!!! … You all
can go straight to HELL!!!!!!”
As Vince stormed off, Stephanie (with hardened nipples from all the
excitement, very noticable through her white blouse and wet between her
crotch) turned back to Eric, “Shit … we’re pretty much cut from the
Eric replied, “Do you think he’ll ever forgive all of us for what we’ve
Steph just shook her head ‘no’ with her eyes wide open, with the sounds of
Linda and Paul, moaning in the backround.
It was 2 months later after that horric night, Vince found out about Steph
and Eric’s love affair, as well as losing his wife to the wife-stealer
himself, HHH. The events that took place at the following PPV, “No Mercy”
were played out in a professional manner to appease the fans.
We return to SD!, Oct. 31st 2002.
“You did hear about Big Papa Pump comming to RAW, didn’t you Steph?”
“Oh really and why is that, ‘Vince’?” said Steph to the man impersonating
Just then, Eric lifted up his mask. Steph wanted to smile and just jump him
right there, but with cameras rolling, she just couldn’t reveal to the public
that her and Eric were an item just yet.
“Because, I’M the man who’s going to sign him!” said Eric sternly, just
before Steph was about to slap him, he caught her hand and pressed his lips
against hers. SHOCKED Stephanie was because this wasn’t originally supposed
to be in the script (she was to have nailed him and told Eric over her dead
body, and storm out of the office mad). Steph didn’t know what to do now
that Eric broke kayfabe on camera, so she just followed his lead by stopping
her pathetic attempts at breaking that kiss as she just kissed back, running
her hands through his black hair. Eric leaned Stephanie down onto the desk
and pushed everything off while reaching underneith Steph’s witch’s outfit,
taking off her black lace panties.
Just as she was wrapping her long legs around Eric’s waist, she started
undoing his pants as the 2 kept their long hot kiss going, Eric impatiently
thrusting himself against Stephanie into a dry hump. This turned Steph on
as broke the kiss and had Eric’s 5.5″ cock revealed and said, “Fuck me, baby!
Fuck mama nice and hard!” And Eric did as she said, the 2 started humping
each other on that desk, in front of the entire world with just the 1 camera
man on them, getting a free show. His air was caught in the middle of his
throat as he filmed Eric and Stephanie making hot love LIVE on SD! All the
wrestlers in the back at the Halloween party were rather shocked, as some of
the older officials like Slaughter, Taylor, Finley, and Malenko thought it
was disgusting … others such as Torrie and Billy, Al Wilson and Dawn, and
Moolah and Mae with Tajiri were getting rather turned on (which lead to an
all out SD! orgy in the ballroom, as the same reaction happened in the crowd
and anyone watching from home that night, while Steph and Eric fucked on the
desk). She had her top pulled down so her HUGE 38DDDs were exposed as she
rode on top of Eric while his hands massaged and fondled and played with
Stephanie’s big tits, rolling her nipples between his fingers.
“FUCK ME ERIC, I MEAN MR. MCMAHON” Stephanie shouted, Eric looked puzzled at
first, then smiled as she knew what she was saying…
“YES MY BILLION DOLLAR PRINCESS, FUCK YOUR DADDY, FUCK ME GOOD!” Eric shouted
back as he put his mask back on, to everyone’s view it looked like Vince
fucking his own daughter Stephanie. Turned on by this, Steph pushed her right
nipple in between the mouth hole of the mask and immediately found it being
sucked on from the inside face that inhabited that mask, Eric Bishoff.
After that night’s TV taping, the crowd that night in attendence started
putting their clothes back on and exiting the arena. Everyone at home
watching on Halloween night had turned off their TV and began fucking on
their respective chairs, couches, and even on their floors.
Several weeks later backstage at the Survivor Series, as the “moral” in the
locker room was at an all time high, Steph and Eric walked hand in hand to
each of their own perdominate shows RAW and SD!, not caring anymore of what
others think (now that their love’s been revealed world wide). Vince had
approached the 2 and apologized about what was said at UNFORGIVEN, and
explained that Trish (a RAW superstar) had paid a visit to Vince to console
him and see how he was doing, during that night’s SD! show and how Vince and
Trish made love that night and that he and Trish are engaged now too once he
divorces Linda. Eric and Steph just thanked Vince for his honesty, and as he
was walking away, Eric and Steph just looked at eachother and laughed.
“Boy, with a family like mine, being so twisted, I gotta be thankful for
having such much!” exclaimed Stephanie.
“You know Steph”, Eric was about to say as he just reached up and started
rubbing Steph’s tits over her pink tight top with a noticable white bra
underneith with HUGE cups filled with pure love-cleavage. Stephanie just
signed and moaned softly, as Eric began finishing what he was about to say
… “Life’s a garden, as my Booker-man always says, you gotta dig it”. He
started rubbing her nipples from side to side, tickling them as she closed
her eyes and tilted her head back and extended her chest forward. Several
wrestlers like Test and Stacy walked by looking rather stunned when Stacy
jumped up to Andy “Test”s waist and wrapped her 44” legs around him and
both of them stumbling off into a nearby locker room. Eric and Steph just
continued whispering back and forth to eachother how much they loved one
another and how they couldn’t be w/out eachother.
Needless to say, that night at their hotel room after the PPV, both were
very thankful for what life’s been given to them.
One whole month approximatly has passed, and things had taken a turn for an
unexpected worse. Edge, frustrated about being held down as a “semi-main
eventer”, needed to speak to Stephanie McMahon during the tuesday afternoon
of the SD! tapings. About to open the door to the GM’s office, he paused in
his tracks and heard crying comming from her office. He lightly tapped on
the door and asked, “Hey Steph, are you alright in there?”
Stephanie replied as she sniffled and tried whipping her tears away, “Yeah,
“I need to have a talk with you Ms. McMahon, May I come in?” Edge calmly
asked the SD! GM. “Yes you may Adam”, Steph replied as she tried gathering
herself just as “Edge” Adam Copeland walked into her office. “So Adam, what
do you need to talk to me about?” Steph asked.
“Well, I’m a bit biffed about having to job to the world champions around
here. I mean it was fine and dandy 4 years ago when I didn’t speak on camera,
but now that I’m a HUGE crowd pleaser, I feel it’s my time.” Stephanie
remembering back to the time she heard HHH say those words to her father,
Vince only 3 1/2 years ago and knowing Vince decended HHH into superstardom
following that conversation.
“Look Adam, ever since this past sunday, I’ve been just an emotional wreck,
so I really don’t think now’s the time to talk about your world title push,”
a stern Stephanie said. Edge just looked baffled and asked Stephanie, “Look,
I only heard bits and pieces of what happened at Armegeddon, and I’m sorry
for thinking about only me. If you want to talk about it, I’m here for you.”
Just then he raised his hand up to Steph’s shoulder and began rubbing it.
She just closed her eyes and put the bottom of her palms up to her eyes and
softly begin to sob once again.
She then stood up before Edge, and walked over to the couch and sat down.
Edge couldn’t help but be stunned at Steph’s beauty, as he couldn’t figure
out why any man would want to leave her. Staring at her as she walked to the
couch, he noticed the 4″ black high heels, the black skirt that went to her
knees and showed off her bottom curves nicely and the red dress coat that
covered her black tank top, that seem to penetrate any man’s thoughts about
such luscious breasts that were contained under that shirt.
Adam immediately stood up and sat next to Stephanie on the couch, facing her
and looking into her eyes and checking her face to make sure she was ok.
“Ok, Eric and I were busy planning our wedding to take place after the PPV.
And who should show up – Scott Steiner. I had specifically made an agreement
to not come near me when Eric was around, in the hopes he wouldn’t find out
what happened between me and Scott in the limo that night on RAW,” Steph
began explaining the story to Adam. She crossed her legs as Edge noticed,
sitting a bit closer to her.
“There we were, that afternoon in the Office Depot arena, picking out which
cake we wanted as the lunch staff had made a suprise for us, letting us pick
out which cake we wanted as their gift to Eric and mine” said Steph with a
smile. “And from behind, Scott grabs my ass and wraps his arm around both me
and Eric and starts telling us that’s he’s got a suprise gift for us he wants
to give to us not after the wedding, but before – during the PPV.”
“Oh no…” Adam consoloingly said as he listened to Steph, occasionally
taking glances down at Steph’s massive chest that pressed against that red
“My heart was racing as I could only imagine what he had up his sleeve for
that night and throughout the rest of the day, I just could not concentrate!”
Stephanie explaimed to Edge as she made hand gestures, only making Adam think
how sexy that was to him.
“So come the PPV, you can only imagine how nervous I was”, looking into
Adam’s eyes, seeing them looking down her body. “Hello?” she waved a hand
over his face.
“OH, Right. And that’s why you were a bit shaking before you went out to cut
your promo, huh?”, Edge made a quick save now that he was caught looking at
“Right”, Steph just kind of smiled as she continued telling Edge the rest of
her story, “Anyways, so there I am doing the promo, basically telling the
entire world just how happy I am, when Steiner shows up and teases the crowd
with footage of what happened in the limo, and oh my god Adam, I’ve never
been so nervous before in my life,” said Steph as she stared right into
Edge’s eyes and he in turn was staring directly back into her bright dark
“Thankfully, Eric shows up, kicks Steiner out of the building and comes down
to the ring and we, ya know, hug and kiss. I don’t care of the crowd loved it
or not, we were as happy as can be. Until Hunter and Shawn’s match, during
the break between the 2nd and 3rd falls, the fucking footage gets shown on
the Armegeddon titan tron!” Stephanie says with a bit of anger.
“I just happen to be straddled on top of Eric, making love to him, feeling
his hard 5″ cock deep in my pussy and his hands all over my tits, when we
heard another similar sound, only we looked at the monitor in our room and
sure enough – was me straddled on Scott with his 4 1/4″ hard dick in my
cunt with his hands all over my tits. Needless to say, Eric immediately
threw me off of him and called off the wedding and stormed out of the room.
I went chasing after him, but … but … ” Steph began to cry as Edge
wrapped his arm around her shoulders, bringing her into him.
Crying, she was just barely able to get out, “But … he found Scott and
Scott signed the RAW contract, and they both said into the camera as it was
being filmed, ‘We Just Screwed Your Ass Stephanie You Bitch!’ and that was
the last thing the PPV caught”. Stephanie started really crying into Adam’s
shoulder. He started caressing her back softly, laying soft small kisses on
Stephanie’s forehead. Kissing down her cheek, he softly layed a small kiss
on her quivering lips.
Whispering into her, “I’d never treat you like that, no man deserves to live
after treating you like that. You’re a god-sent Steph”. He leaned in more and
pressed his lips into Stephanie McMahon’s as she gave no resistance. They
slowly moved themselves into a horizontal position on the warm velvetly black
couch, Adam’s hands moved up Steph’s legs, under her skirt. She slowly spread
her legs for Adam to position himself comfortable in between. Kissing his way
down to her neck, she started taking off her red coat while Adam slipped up
her skirt and pulled her panties down.
Breathing a bit heavier, Stephanie started unbuttoning Adam’s shirt and
slipped it off of him, running her hands all over his chest and broad
shoulders. He started rubbing her pussy lips while his kisses head down
to her collar bone, nibbling and softly biting on her skin as she reached
down and started undoing his black slacks. He had admirred Stephanie’s
chest since she enlarged her breasts 2 years ago and had always wondered
how they’d feel and taste, so he slithered his hands up and began feeling
her breasts over her tight black tank top, she just looked down into his
eyes as he looked up into hers and back down at her chest. She began
pushing down his slacks with her heels, and off of him, then began running
the bottom of her high heels over the back of his calves, stroking his
“God I’ve never been with a woman with such large breasts as yours,
Stephanie,” Adam said in the heat of passion. Steph could only look down
at him and encourage him by rubbing his shoulders and starting to play
with his long blonde locks, just as he started pushing up her top,
revealing a black lace bra and unclasped in the front. She silently
moaned, “Yes Adam, yes”.
Knowing that was his que, he unclasped the bra apart and watched as
Stephanie’s HUGE tits spilled out over her chest, immediately burying his
face into her right tit, licking her nipple while he held onto both of the
titanic sized titties, sucking on her nipple. She let out a deep breath of
air as she reached down and slid down his green silk boxers, grabbing his
hips and bringing them directly into her inner thighs.
“Make love to me Adam, please. I’ve always had my eye on you too ever since
you showed up with Gangrel 4 years ago.” Adam sucked on her right tit for
quite sometime before moving to her left one, immediately latching on and
sucking while she started rocking her hips back and forth, grabbing his 6″
cock and slipping it inside of her while he started thrusting once the moment
came for him to push himself deep inside of her. Adam began moaning into her
big left tit and she began moaning outloud, wrapping her legs around his
waist as they began fucking alil harder now, kissing his way up her chest,
neck and back to her lips.
Quite sometime later, after that position, she found herself on top of Adam
while he stayed laid out on the couch, running his hands over her entire
naked body (she still had on the black high heels, due to Adam’s small fetish
for those), from her legs to her hips, from her waist to her swaying tits,
and to her shoulders and neck, they both kept their eyes locked on one
another. She started riding him harder, her hair and her breasts bouncing
with each and every thrust she gave him. His cock sinking deeper and deeper
with ever pouncing he took from her, he started moaning as he sat up and
began kissing her deeply on the lips once again, hoping he’s helped Stephanie
McMahon forget about this past sunday’s terrible events.
Stephanie had her arms wrapped around Adam’s shoulders, only to let go of
them and raise them above her head as she still rode him. Seeing how
impressivly HUGE her tits were right in front of his face, he let nature
take over and started sucking on them once again, holding them both in
his hands, that looked puney compaired to the girth of those milk juggs.
Stephanie had already experienced a number of orgams in her life, a swell
as the 3 she already had with Adam, but she went balistic and had the
wildest orgasm ever in this position, she clamped onto her hair tightly
above her head and arched her back and extended her chest, while Edge
feasted on her 36DDDs, ramming his hard hot cock deep into her love canel.
A few minutes later, Stephanie was bent over her desk with her legs apart and
Adam had begin fucking her doggy-style against the desk, rubbing her back and
her sides as he started ramming his rock hard cock deeper and thrusting into
her as much as he could, slipping his hands under her and started feeling her
swollen and enlarged breasts that were rubbing against the surface of the
desk, while he began licking and nibbling hard on her backside.
“OH MY GOD EDGE, OH ADAM, YOU’RE SO GOOD TO ME!” Steph shouted as Adam
wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his chin on her shoulders while
breathing hard, “I’ll never leave you Stephanie, I’ll always be good to you!”
he said in response. Just then she turned around and sat upright on her desk,
the 2 returned to their fucking as she wrapped her legs and arms around his
body tightly, and soon before either could think, Adam came deep and hard
into Stephanie. The 2 wern’t wearing any protection 😉
Meanwhile on the RAW side, Scott Steiner had a lucky individual bent over on
Eric Bischoff’s desk inside Eric Bischoff’s office.
“YOU LIKE THAT? WHO’S YOUR BIG BAD BOOTY DADDY, HUH? YOU GONNA GIMMIE SOME
STRATUSFACTION? HOW ‘BOUT I ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE! I’LL PUT YOU UP IN A
WALLS A’JERICHO AND LET YOU SMELL WHAT I’M COOKIN! I’M A REAL GAME AND I
AIN’T GIVIN NO 3 MINUTE WARNING! YOU LIKE HOW I SPINNAROONI YOUR ASS LIKE
THIS? TELL ME ‘LEGS’, HOW DO YOU LIKE MY TESTICALS BOUNCIN OFF A YOU?”
Steiner kept going on with the goofy catch’phrases while he kept fucking
this individual over Bischoff’s desk.
“THEY DON’T CALL ME THE BIG SHOW FA NOTHIN! I’M THE REAL NEXT BIG THING AND
I’VE ARRIVED YOU FREAK! YOU DON’T WANT ME TO STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN YOU
AND LEAVE, DO YOU?! NO, MY AMERICAN BADASS DIDN’T THINK SO! DO YOU FEEL MY
VERSION 1.4 AND A HALF INCHES?? NOW WHAT’CHYA GONNA DO WHEN I RUN WILD ALL
OVER YOU?! I’LL SHOW YOU HOW TOUGH ENOUGH I REALLY AM! I’M ONE TOUGH BIG
BASTARD AND I KNOW HOW TO TREAT THE LADIES . . . . .
. . . . . AND MEN!”
“You sure do Big Papa Pump … you sure do!”, popped up Eric Bischoff.
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