Hall of Fame Worthy Whore Ass
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Torrie Wilson or Stacy Keibler or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Stacy Keibler could not believe she was now officially part of the WWE Hall of Fame. Yes, perhaps she wasn't the headline act. After all, Rey Mysterio Jr. was also inducted and arguably deserved the honour more than she ever did. Besides she wasn't exactly a wrestler back in her heyday, definitely not a Trish Stratus; who was undoubtedly the full package of what a female superstar should be in WWE. At an impressive age and condition Trish made a return this year as an in-ring performer who competed at WrestleMania 39 in the So-Fi Stadium just yesterday.
She didn't miss a beat, showing today's fans why she's one of the best to ever lace a pair of boots. The Canadian legend fought alongside another legend in her own right, Lita, the Queen of Xtreme. Proving that these two Hall of Famers who Stacy had the honour of working alongside all those years ago was vindication that she earned this privilege. Hell, Keibler was there as was the entire WWE Universe at the brand new facility to witness the superstars of today and a few legends compete at the showcase of the immortals.
All in all, WrestleMania weekend was such a tremendous occasion to be part of and it certainly would be one she'd remember for years to come. After being dormant from social media for years, it almost seemed as if she disappeared off the face of the earth much to the dismay and sadness of her loyal fans. Which is why she couldn't have been more honoured and heart warmed when she logged back onto her Instagram for the first time in forever, and read the hundreds upon hundreds of comments left on her last post from around early 2020.
That's not even factoring the thousands upon thousands of private messages fans and to her discredit even some of her friends have left via DM. To say the least, Stacy was so gleeful that even in her absence, it was as if she never left. She made sure to keep this in mind when she created her first ever Instagram post in over 3 long years as she made her long awaited return into the limelight. But more than anything, when she received that phone call from WWE; not only to be inducted into the Hall of Fame, but to be part of such a special and prestigious occasion.
Being part of the greatest spectacle in wrestling history once again, WrestleMania. It had been so long since she had any involvement with wrestling, never mind being part of the biggest show of the year. To top it all off it took place in the city of Angels, where she had lived a lifetime ago being surrounded by the media on the daily, and more infamously being involved with her famous ex-boyfriend George Clooney. That time of her life was so overwhelming and hectic that she just needed time away from it all, so it was natural that a woman of her status broke things off with the A-list actor and found a new man to start a family with in Wyoming.
Why Wyoming? Simply put, both Keibler and her husband wanted something new from the busy celebrity life. Besides, they valued their privacy which L.A. and Hollywood offered anything but. So when it came time to sell off Stacy's multi-million dollar mansion in Beverly Hills, they took the handsome eighteen million and twenty five thousand pay and took off to their rural destination. Never once turning back as she was optimistic for the chapter in her life. It was there where they settled down and had their three kids.
There they lived a happy and private life, the perfect environment to raise her children away from the phoney city and plastic lifestyle that she was once part of. And for a time Stacy really did enjoy this change up, being a full time mother and a devoted wife was all she could've ever wanted... or at least it seemed like it at first. Because in the back of her mind she did miss the spotlight, but more importantly she missed her best friend whom she has kept in contact with, but hasn't seen in person since becoming accustomed to the private life in Wyoming.
But that changed the moment WWE gave her a reason, an opportunity to make a comeback in the best way possible. It was amazing to think that her contributions to the wrestling business; although not as impressive as many of her colleagues beforehand or those in the Class of 2023, were being acknowledged like this. She only hoped the fans in attendance would grace her with the same love and admiration that the ones on social media gave.
To say the WWE Universe aren't the most passionate fans would be an understatement, last Friday at the Crypto.com Arena they received her with so much love and appreciation that she could've swore she let a few tears flow as she gathered her composure to make her speech. And to make it even better, she was inducted by both the Hardcore Legend Mick Foley and her long-time best friend, Torrie Wilson.
The moment Stacy and Torrie saw themselves in person inside the building after what seemed like forever, the two couldn't stop themselves when they ran into each other's embrace and hugged it out for what seemed like forever. A lot has definitely changed since the last time they physically touched one another.
While Torrie had gone through multiple celebrity breakups before finally settling down with her second husband Justin back in 2019, Stacy became a mother and wife herself. They were both married, and while Torrie didn't have any kids of her own, Stacy had three beautiful children, who she adored with all her life and soul, who alongside her husband Jacob were right there with her that Friday night, to share such a beautiful moment.
But the truth was, despite her past break ups and having settled with what many would say is the quintessential 'American Dream' she never loved anyone, as much as she loved Torrie Wilson. During that entire tenure of living the private life on a secluded ranch, she longed for her best friend's touch and private messaging was only so much of a substitute for what she really wanted. Hell, when they'd send DMs to one another, nude pictures were definitely one of the main highlights.
It was to the point where Keibler had to keep it a secret from her hubby and kids as her mind was telling her to do the opposite of what her body craved. Though there were times where her mind became clouded with lust, impairing her judgement and overall ability to think clearly from making such titillating choices. Which was why once the ceremony and after party were over and done with on Friday, Torrie hit Stacy up via DM and very cryptically messaged that she had a special surprise on Sunday night, after Night two of WrestleMania.
Eagerly the Baltimore native was quick to reply and after two long but fun days of watching men and women put their bodies on the line at the granddaddy of them all, Stacy came out alongside the 2023 Hall of Fame class to bask in the admiration by the WrestleMania crowd. It was at that point in the show when the two best friends met up once more, putting their nightly plans into motion. The two mature blondes gave their excuses to their friends and family, and left the So-Fi Stadium together early so as to not catch traffic.
Sure, they'll be missing out on the main event between the 'American Nightmare' Cody Rhodes and the 'Tribal Chief' Roman Reigns for the WWE and Universal titles, but at that moment neither could care less. Speaking of fans, they took a secret exit backstage to avoid any interactions with the WWE Universe. They held hands as they made it to the parking lot, where it wouldn't be as conspicuous due to the amount of vehicles in the giant lot. Their expensive wedding rings clinked together as a reminder of the men they were both about to cheat on.
Poor Stacy just couldn't admit the truth to her husband, and certainly not to her children, who thought their mom was going to spend the night partying with her bestie, whom they often referred to as 'Aunt' Torrie. In one flashing weekend when she was just a mother of three, and once again a WWE superstar. Which was true, just not in the way she let her family believe. But she wasn't heading back to Torrie's hotel room to drink and reminisce about old times.
No, had it been that simple she more than likely would've parted ways with the Idaho native and packed her things on the first flight back to Wyoming with her family. Instead she was going to get her poor neglected ass pounded long and hard, just like the glory days. Hopefully, among other things. Oh yes, it had been so long since they'd had some quality time together, quite literally over a decade. Stacy was practically buzzing with excitement at all the possibilities of what could happen on this thrilling Sunday night.
Hell, even just being able to kiss Torrie again would be beyond wonderful. To feel those warm succulent lips against her own would make her WrestleMania weekend experience that much more memorable for all the right reasons. Which was exactly what she received when they got the chance to be alone. The entire day her best friend, her mistress, was giving her lustful looks which made Stacy's entire body tremble with desire, even more so given she was practically wearing just one article of clothing.
An expensive sparkly blue dress for when she had to step out with the rest of her Hall of Fame class on the WrestleMania stage to grace the live attendance. In comparison to what Torrie was wearing, she was practically near naked. Though it only seemed right as tonight it seemed Mistress Torrie was the one in control of where tonight's events were heading towards. As they made their way across the So-Fi's parking lot, Wilson guided her forbidden lover towards what seemed to be a long and black stretched limo with neon lights on the window pillars.
As they neared the vehicle it became apparent it was running and Torrie did the honours of opening the back door for her girl who graciously accepted the kind gesture. Stacy made her way inside the spacious and neon layout of the luxury car. Torrie followed suit and finally with the limousine door shut, Torrie practically pounced on Stacy, crashing their lips together in a passionate kiss that was over a decade in the making. Or was it both of them moving simultaneously? Honestly, it was impossible to tell for sure. Not that it really mattered.
No, the former cheerleader was in the arms of her woman again, and that was all that mattered. So of course, the entire ride to the penthouse Torrie had rented was a blur, and Stacy didn't even know where they were going, it was a surprise after all. One that had eluded her all weekend since Friday night. And yes, she had her suspicions, but it was still a nice surprise when they got there and she saw it for herself. Given how busy the highways always were in Los Angeles, Torrie made sure to tell the driver ahead of time to take the streets.
Not only was it undoubtedly the quickest route to their destination, it meant Torrie and Stacy could passionately make out throughout the entire drive without having to worry about time. Given how in the moment both women were, there was not one ounce of guilt between them. Especially Torrie, who intentionally asked her husband Justin to have Sunday night alone with her bestie Stacy before coming to L.A. Not knowing her true intentions, he was more than okay with his wife spending time with her best friend. If only he knew what his wife was up to.
After almost an hour of driving through the bustling streets of L.A. out of the corner of her eye, Torrie saw their destination on the horizon and it was only when she gave Stacy one last smooch on the lips that she told her lover that they arrived at their destination. To say Stacy was surprised and happy was an understatement as she couldn't contain her excitement when the limousine pulled up to the valet parking, in sheer awe of the structure that stood in front of them.
"Oh Tor, you shouldn't have." Stacy beamed.
"Only the best for you, babe." Torrie giggled.
This wasn't their first time staying at the Ritz Carlton, in fact this was where Torrie stayed at for the better part of two nights. However, it was always a wonderful treat for anyone who decided to drop a load of money for such a place. Especially as Miss Wilson had booked them at the very top of the skyscraper, the penthouse suite. Meaning they would get a truly spectacular view of the city's skyline and perhaps even more. The night was still young and it was filled with so many possibilities that were yet to come.
Torrie always did know how to spoil a girl. It was one of the many, many things which Stacy loved about her. And she couldn't wait to thank her in the best way she knew how. Especially given that her top found every moment they weren't being watched to squeeze her much lusted after ass, and give her knowing smiles, just like she had been doing all night. From the moment they stepped out of the limo and made their way to the lobby Torrie was always finding opportunities to grope her best friend's derriè€re.
And this only amplified when they both made it to the elevator and got quite possibly the best minute of their trip. Once the doors shut Torrie pushed Stacy up against the wall and began to plant kisses all over her lover's neck, causing Keibler to moan as she felt her thong becoming drenched in pussy juices. Actually it had been getting covered in her juices since the make out session on the limousine. Things only got more heated when Torrie split Stacy's legendary 41 and half-inch legs with her own and began to grind her jean-clad leg into the Baltimore native's crotch.
All that Stacy could do was wrap her arms around Torrie's bleach blonde head and white suit blazer covered back and enjoy the moment. Although she felt a certain foreign object underneath those jeans rubbing against her needy cunt. An absolute blissful pleasure her top was giving as it wasn't long before the elevator came to a halt and the slide door opened to what could only be described as a wonderland of luxury. Once they reached their destination, there was a plethora of things that any regular person working a 9 to 5 would've become completely dazzled and overwhelmed by in this suite.
However these two women were anything but regular, Wilson's money and connections proved that to be wrong, and as Torrie headed over to the private bar to get a bottle of champagne and drop off her white Chanel bag, Stacy just had to check out that exotic view before getting down to the real fun. Which Torrie didn't mind at all as she wanted her lover to enjoy this night as much as she knows she's gonna enjoy it herself.
After all she spared no expense when it came to pleasing her long time friend. As she poured the sparkly champagne into two Schott Zwiesel Tour glasses, her bottom Stacy was completely fixed and mesmerised by the place. Not even her husband Jacob could've afford a place this beautiful and nice without throwing up a tantrum or an argument.
"Wow..." Stacy beamed, and went straight for the large windows, "Man, I could never get tired of that view."
"Me neither." Torrie teased, making it very clear that she was looking at Stacy's butt. Just as she was about to put the champagne bottle down, she decided that the drinks could wait. There was more important business to attend to.
"And you never get tired of that line." Stacy sighed, before finally noticing the flowers and chocolates decorating the room, which caused her to smile widely again. Then she reassured her long-time best friend and top, "Wow, Tor... you know you didn't have to do this, right? I'm like, the surest of sure things? I always was, and I always will be, for you."
"I know." Torrie happily smiled, getting closer to her prey, while further reassuring, "But you know how I like to treat my girl."
"I noticed." Stacy blushed, before questioning, "So, after all these years, still not sick of me, huh?"
"Never." Torrie said forcefully, as she reached out, and cupped Stacy's face in a dominant fashion, "You're as beautiful as the day we met."
"You too." Stacy said, leaning to the touch.
"And, you're still the hot little bottom I met all those years ago." Torrie added with a wicked grin, before proving her point.
Both ladies got locked into another passionate make out session as Torrie took control and shoved her tongue into her bottom's mouth who graciously accepted the invitation as the two were now playing tonsil hockey. The Fitness entrepreneur made sure to let Keibler know who was in charge, that after all these years she was still her top and belonged to no one else.
Not even her husband Jacob who was the last person on Stacy's mind given that the woman who made her feel things that he never could, was currently in a heated kiss with. Torrie Wilson loved kissing girls, but no one as much as Stacy Keibler. It was one of her favourite things in the world, especially when they were alone and about to fuck.
The sheer thought of taking her bottom's much lusted after ass behind the back of the men they married had Wilson in such a mind state covet libido that she really couldn't give two shits what they thought. Or if they were to somehow walk in on them while they were passionately spitting with one another. Not that the likelihood of that was possible, or that they'd dare follow them after being strict in having the night alone with her favourite girl.
But the mere thought filled Torrie with such adrenaline and eagerness that it pushed the former fitness model over the edge to put Stacy in her place. But, as much as she wanted to get to the really fun part, this was a special night, and she wanted to savour it. Take it one step at a time, rather than getting down to business like any regular one night stand with a bottom. This wasn't any regular bottom, this was Wilson's favourite piece of ass. Oh yes, Torrie gently guided Stacy's on the king size bed, and positioned herself on top of her, without breaking that wonderful kiss.
Which meant of course, their bodies were pressed against each other in all the right places, a fact which had both women smiling into the kiss, before becoming lost in it again as it became more passionate. This was very apparent when the sexy pair began grinding their crotches together as one. Torrie having the upper hand due to the jeans she was wearing, which proved to be more than worthy of stimulating Stacy's thong clad pussy.
That sparkly blue dress, now pushed up above the former Nitro Girls' waistline. However, there was another reason for why Stacy was in such sexual bliss. Besides the feeling of denim being rubbed against her wet thong, there was a noticeable bulge beneath those jeans that was pushing and grinding down against her crotch. Providing her with sexual pleasure that was very much teasing on Torrie's part. The former Baltimore cheerleader knew what it was from the moment Torrie began grinding up against her as they made out in the elevator
It didn't take Stacy long to figure out that Torrie was packing her favourite toy from all of those years ago which the Bosie native used to stretch her holes. But it was just so bold that Torrie Wilson, her top, came out in public packing a strap-on dildo in front of the entire WWE Universe. Going around, hugging all their coworkers and friends backstage as if it wasn't obvious that she was packing some heat down there. Hell, Stacy knew it from the moment she saw Torrie that day at the SoFi Stadium, though she didn't want to confirm her suspicions or put her top on the spotlight in front of their co-workers and fellow WWE personnel.
That unusual and noticeable bulge was on Stacy's mind ever since she saw Mistress Torrie in person this morning. And for the entire day that's what the woman formerly known as Miss Hancock thought about. She became wet with perspiration throughout the matches that preceded during WrestleMania Night 2. Even more so when Torrie decided to sit next to her for the majority of the afternoon, all the way into the evening. Hell, poor Stacy was so wet by the time she was up on stage alongside her Hall of Fame inductees, that she was just happy that there were no camera shots up her legs.
Because she was sure if there were, it would've got a good view how wet her thong was beneath that expensive blue dress. Torrie knew exactly what she was doing by packing her strap-on for this very special occasion. She didn't care about what anyone else thought, even if they dared to have given her odd or weird glances as if she had just gotten a metoidioplasty. All she cared about was making this night special for her girl and if that came at expense of her public image then so be it.
Love is a powerful thing, and Wilson was willing to do whatever it took to please her girl and long time best friend. Her husband Justin didn't seem to notice as it is, though perhaps that's because he knew how lucky he was to be married to one of WWE's finest divas and two time Playboy cover girl. So far as Torrie's concerned, nobody else's opinions or thoughts should matter. Tonight, she wants all of Stacy tonight, to give her everything tonight, for all they know they might not get tomorrow, so they'll do it tonight.
Besides, she looked at herself in the mirror early this morning while getting dressed. Justin was in the shower, giving her the perfect opportunity to take out her trusty 8-inch sex toy out from her suitcase, hidden beneath all of her appliances and necessities. With the strap-on in hand, Torrie expertly inserted her legs into the leather straps, raising the harness up until it met her crotch and buckled the harnesses in place.
Once they were adjusted on her waist, she took a glimpse into the mirror and felt a wave of assurance come over as she got flashbacks to the first time she wore this very same strap-on for the first time. The same strap-on that was used to take Stacy Keibler's cherry and leave her bottom's asshole stretched for days. To the point the 41 and half-inch legged woman couldn't walk properly for a week.
Torrie couldn't help but make a wicked grin as she grabbed the fake cock by the shaft and began to stroke it slowly, imitating what a man would do to harden their penis or in Wilson's case, preparing herself mentally before taking a woman's ass and claiming it as hers. There wasn't any penetration either, so her pussy and clit weren't getting any physical stimulation from this, it was all in her head.
Which was why she couldn't wait any longer, grabbing her dark blue jeans she slid her legs in, pulling them up until they met the barrier of her fake cock. This prompted Torrie to push down on her sex toy, expertly tucking it into the tight denim material before zipping and buttoning her jeans in place, followed by sliding and buckling her Chanel belt.
Taking another look into the mirror on the wall, Stacy's top thought she looked strong, confident and in control as her confidence was at an all time high. So much so that she posted a picture of herself in a dominant pose just minutes after getting fully dressed on her Instagram story just for the hell of it. She didn't care what people thought, and if they did or didn't notice that she was packing it's none of their business anyways.
She's Torrie fucking Wilson, no one tells her how she should dress or her preferences. These thoughts ran through the older woman's mind as the grinding intensified, causing both to moan profusely into their kissing. Something which seemed to last forever, and in a way, both blondes wished that could be the case, even as their bodies pushed for more and more.
Torrie was quite literally the woman in charge, both in position and psychological. Stacy just hoped her dom would keep this up because this simple grinding was giving her more pleasure than her husband Jacob ever could. The older blonde knew this and wanted to move forward with their love session and more importantly to fuck Stacy's fat derriè€re how it was meant to be.
Because Wilson was pretty sure her hands moved of their own accord, to Stacy's now exposed legendary fat ass. Soon she found herself squeezing and groping it, her desire for more quickly grew the more she fondled with Kiebler's most desired body part. And how could it not, when touching such perfection?
Those thick buns were so firm yet soft, much like herself Stacy truly stayed in phenomenal shape, it really made her question every now and then why she and Stacy didn't marry each other when they had the chance. Hell, she felt very close to jumping to her very favourite thing in the whole world right then and there because temptation could be such a bitch.
But, to her credit, Torrie learned from a young age that patience is a virtue. Knowing if she rushed and got down to business, this would be all for not. It'll be just another fuck session, completely ruining the whole purpose for why tonight is so special. So not only did the Bosie native hold back, but she moved her hands upwards, to show Stacy's underappreciated tits some love.
Something that her girl had made it very clear in the past that she appreciated. And this was no different. In fact, the other blonde even broke the kiss, so she could make that fact crystal clear. Torrie guided her bottom in removing the straps off her blue dress, bringing the expensive fabric down and the former cheerleader instinctively slipped her arms out.
Because her breasts were nowhere near the size of Torrie's or any of the WWE Divas from back in the day, she didn't usually wear bras and tonight was no exception. Her nipples stood erect from the cool air and Wilson wasted no time to provide gratification. Namely, by shooting her mouth downwards, and wrapping her lips around one of those pretty little nipples.
Something which unsurprisingly, had Stacy throwing her head back against the bedsheets, and letting out a loud cry of joy, followed by a lot of gleeful moaning. Sadly, that wasn't combined with words of encouragement. At least not yet. Then again, there would be plenty of time for that later. For now, Torrie was very happy to simply hear the sounds of pleasure.
Besides, she was concentrating on going back and forth in between those nipples, while kissing her way down one boob and up the other to get there. The kind of treatment that Torrie's big succulent tits got all the time back in the day, while sadly these small ones didn't.
Knowing just how neglected these titties were made Torrie want to spend the entire night just worshipping them the way they were meant to be. However, she had tried to do that many times in the past, and always failed, given her need for that big booty. Which in her biased opinion, was the best ass in all of professional wrestling. Ever. So of course, any time she was near it, there was only so long before temptation got the best of her and she couldn't resist but grab those buns.
This was definitely no exception, even though she tried to use her hands to stimulate whatever breast she wasn't concentrating on with her mouth. It wasn't like Stacy was complaining about this, but Torrie strongly believed that her best friend and longtime lover deserve better than this. And she intended to give it to her one way or another.
Stacy was already overwhelmed by the generosity of such devotion to her tits. Hell, Torrie even took those nipples into her mouth, and sucked on them more eagerly than anyone else. Even her female lovers whom she kept a secret from her husband. Yes, some lucky women had done her this courtesy before, but those times had been very few and far between.
They had lasted long from her recollection, however, it was years ago now so she wasn't very sure. Stacy was pretty much exclusively having sex with Torrie back then and definitely moving forward after tonight. And on occasion, her husband if she really had to. Yes, she felt guilty for that, but she just couldn't help herself. Torrie was the best, and she always had been. At least when it came to fucking Stacy. Oh yes, and the wonderful Torrie Wilson continued to give her exactly what she needed right now. Also, everything she didn't know she needed.
If Torrie had simply been playing with her butt this whole time that she was playing with her breasts, Stacy would have been more than okay with that. However, to her intense delight, that transitioned into Torrie pushing aside that wet thong and gently rubbing her needy little pussy, and eventually pushing her index finger inside of it. Which was a big deal, because not so long ago in the distant past, Stacy's pussy was off-limits to everyone.
Everyone, except Torrie Wilson of course. It was her exclusive property to lick and fuck whenever the Boise native felt like it. Although admittedly, that was because it was the only part of her which Torrie could realistically claim without being challenged by any of their peers or even Stacy's husband Jacob for that matter. Not that either blonde was complaining. Especially not Stacy. No, Stacy lived for eating pussy, sucking fake cock, and most of all, taking it up her big fat ass.
So once again, this was a truly amazing feat for her. One which had her throwing her head back against the sheets with a wonderful cry again. Because oh fuck, Torrie Wilson was inside her once again. Inside her needy little cunt, first one finger, and then a second shortly afterwards. Which easily invaded her, and then just as easily pumped in and out of her. Fuck, it felt so good.
In fact, there was a moment there that would seem like Stacy would literally cum at the hands of her best friend. After all, it wouldn't be for the first time. But unsurprisingly, it wasn't meant to be. No, after a few moments of fingering, while going back and forth between her tits, Torrie pulled away and with a cocky smirk, pushed her fingers into her mouth and slowly sucked them clean, giving her lover a sexy show of display.
"Mmmmmmm, yummy." Torrie moaned while cleaning her fingers, before pulling them out and ordering, "Now grab my crotch. I have a surprise waiting for you. Your favourite one."
"Please, like this is a surprise." Stacy quipped, getting up from her submissive position and reaching forward, cupping the bulge in Torrie's jeans, "It's not like you don't always wear this bad boy, whenever you come to see me. Mmmmmmmm, or I can't feel it rubbing up against me, as we fool around. Not that I'm not grateful. In fact, want me to show you just how grateful I am?" The Baltimore native tantalisingly allured, reaching to unbuckle her top's belt.
"No need." Torrie said dismissively, stopping Stacy from going lower, so she could give her a blow job. Instead the former Playboy cover girl loosened her Chanel belt herself and unzipped those tight jeans, exposing that 8-inch monster as it sprung out from its denim imprisonment.
The head of the fake realistic looking cock barely tapped Stacy's perky nose, leaving the younger blonde in complete daze at the man made penis in front of her. It looked just as enticing as the day she first saw Torrie wear it in WCW. "Just spit on your hand, so we can get the party started." Torrie asserted, snapping her bottom out of her startled state.
"Yes, Mistress Torrie." Stacy quickly replied and obeyed, "Anything for you."
Now this was something Stacy was very used to. Hell, it wasn't just Mistress Torrie, as there were also the other tops in the WWE who have had the chance of taking her, and in WCW for that matter. They all wanted to get straight to fucking her ass as quickly as they possibly could, especially the men. And to be fair, even during the beginning of her career in the WWE, it didn't take much to prepare her slutty little holes. It was always thrilling to pull out a nice hard cock from someone's pants, and stroke some saliva onto it. Perhaps especially when it was a strap-on dildo, which would never go soft.
Which is why at this moment Stacy wouldn't trade her place with her Dom for anything or anyone else. Of course, best of all, was when she got to do it for Mistress Torrie, who was only too happy to kiss her again during this, and returned to playing with her pussy with those expert fingers. Those digits hitting all the right places as Wilson prepared her cunt for that false phallus strapped around her waist. Which at this point, was probably more preparation than Stacy needed.
"Good girl." Torrie chuckled, pulling Stacy's fingers away from her cock, and grabbing it herself, "Here is your reward."
"Yes, Mistress Torrie. Thank you, Mistress Torrie." Stacy quickly repeated, and then cried out, "Oooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, mmmmmmmmm, fuck me. Oh my God, fuck me sooooooooo gooooooooodddddddddd! Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, thank you, thank you, thank you! Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!"
For a few long wonderful seconds, Torrie concentrated on sucking Stacy's fingers clean, while teasing her best friend's pussy with the tip of her cock. Then Stacy was cut off, in favour of letting out a long loud cry of pleasure once more, this time in the form of a dildo being slowly pushed into her needy cunt. Something which of course, she very much welcomed.
Because sure, it had been a while, but that hole had stretched this wide before. Hell, it would be stretched even wider! And whatever pain and discomfort that she felt during that initial penetration, and the pussy stuffing, was nothing compared to the mental and physical pleasure she also received from it. And more to the point, what was soon to come.
It was the kind of thing she was very, very familiar with receiving from Torrie. Yes, this wasn't her most frequently used fuck hole, but Torrie Wilson was the kind of top who had made sure Stacy got everything that she wanted, and then some. It was one of the many reasons she loved her. Which of course, only intensifies this moment.
That, and the fact that while she was sucking those fingers clean, her Mistress was sure to stare lovingly into Stacy's eyes. Two forbidden lovers getting the chance to make love after what seemed like an eternity. Even if it meant using something so immoral in the eyes of God and the public's perception such as a strap-on.
To both women, everyone else could go to hell with it, they didn't understand the connection they have. Which then in turn, led to them sharing another passionate lip-lock, making out to their heart's desires and content. Not a care in the world for anyone but themselves. If they were doing this in the middle of the ring, in-front of 80 plus thousand fans in attendance at the SoFi Stadium, Torrie would do it again, and again to please her best friend and stick it to those who witnessed their love making.
At this moment in time, no one else mattered. Not Justin, not Jacob, hell not a single person outside of this penthouse suite at the top of the Ritz Carlton. The two blondes, melting into each other completely, as one slowed for the other filled of strap-on cock.
Just like they had experienced countless times during their wrestling careers. Something which was particularly relevant, given this particular night. After all, only a few hours ago, Stacy had been talking to a crowd full of people, graciously accepting the highest honour she'd ever achieved in the wrestling business. And little did those people know, she was about to get topped by her best female friend ever.
That they'd been having a passionate lesbian love affair since the late 90s, and 25 years later, Torrie Wilson was just as hot for her as she had always been. And just as hot, in Stacy's admittedly biased opinion. Which made this moment paradise for the two blondes.
Although maybe especially, when every inch of the dildo was buried inside of Stacy's cunt. Oh yes, now the real fun began, and very soon, Stacy was crying out extra loudly again. This time, she was doing that while she officially got fucked. And Torrie made sure to break the kiss and pulled back at the exact right moment, so she could make Stacy cry out loudly for her.
Which had the top chuckling wickedly, and then divided down, kissing the neck of her bottom. Something that Stacy very much appreciated, which she was very quick to share. Wilson made sure to nibble on the sensitive flesh of her girl, leaving love bites all over, claiming Stacy as hers.
Oh yes, shortly after the initial penetration, the leggy blonde had wrapped her arms and those legendary legs around her best friend, holding her close as they lovingly kissed. And now, Keibler was rubbing Torrie's suit covered back and arms, even going as far to moving those hands underneath that white angelic blazer, fondling through the white top that contained those infamous large tits that got so much exposure back in the day with Wilson's Playboy issues.
Her encouragement didn't stop there as she also rubbed her iconic legs around Torrie's denim covered ones. Doing everything possible to encourage her lover, as she got exactly what she wanted. Namely, getting fucked by this woman who meant so much to her.
"Ooooooooooh fuckkkkkkkkkk, that's it, Stace. Take my cock. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhh, take it like the bitch you are! Ah!" The leather harness bashing against her clit with each thrust, much to her erotic satisfaction. Torrie then moaned some encouragement directly into her best friend's ear, "Yessssssssss, that's it. Good girl. Ohhhhhhhhh, good little cock taking bitch. Good to see you haven't changed a bit.
Mmmmmmmm, that you're just as big a cock slut as you always were. My cock slut. Ooooooooooh yesssssssssss, a fucking slut for my fucking cock! Ohhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, oh baby, take it. Mmmmhhhhhh Take it and moan for me, like you never do for your husband. Or anyone else, ha ha ha ha! Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss, fucking take it!"
Torrie in all honestly wasn't even sure what she was saying, every word that escaped her mouth were all derived from the sexual bliss she was experiencing in the mid of fucking her girl like the bottom she was. The Boise Idaho native was just lost in this wonderful moment, and determined to give her girl exactly what she deserved. What she needed. What no one else could give her.
Because sure, they definitely enjoyed having a life away from each other, as it allowed them to have families, namely Stacy since Torrie doesn't have any children, but her dogs still count. Though she'll never forget her ride and die Chloe, who sadly passed away in 2020 after 17 long years with her on the road.
As it was, both women ended up living a regular life in their time apart. Hell, it was even fun to watch lesser tops try to give Stacy what she so desperately needed. Torrie knew about this because the starlets and actresses in Hollywood were all as sex crazed if not more than the WWE women wrestlers.
She recalls one time when Stacy texted her about the time Rachel Maddow, of all people, tried to make advances on the former Baltimore cheerleader. Stacy did turn down the New York Times bestseller though, because it could only be Torrie Wilson who could give this to her. Because Torrie Wilson owned Stacy Keibler, and all her hot little fuck holes. Something which was once again crystal clear, as Torrie was lovingly fucking one of her favourite fuck holes right now.
Admittedly, she wasn't simply relying on her fake cock, or even her words. No, while Stacy was busy caressing her clothed body, Torrie was only too happy to return the favour, and even did her best to continue showing those cute little titties some love. And of course, she kissed whatever she could reach, mostly concentrating on her lover's neck, desperately trying to avoid the urge to mark her territory.
Other than stretching out these fuck holes, of course. Which brought her to her very favourite hole, and the juicy flesh surrounding it. Oh yes, Torrie wanted to show the rest of Stacy's amazing body some love. She really did. However, there really was only so long she could go without going after her favourite thing in the entire world.
Namely, Stacy Keibler's big bubble butt. Oh yes, Torrie Wilson's favourite thing in the entire world, was easily the giant booty belonging to Stacy Keibler. She loved to grab onto it, and give it a good squeeze. She loved to smack it, especially during sex. And especially, she loved to violate it. All things which she did over the course of the next few minutes, doing her best to repeat the first few couple of times, before inevitably she stuck her finger into her favourite little fuck hole.
Something which had the other blonde crying out loudly again, as Torrie treated her girl to a little DP action. Sure, it wasn't quite the same as using two dildos. But it was particularly effective here, especially given what was going to happen next.
Hell, it was extremely tempting to switch to her favourite fuck hole. Something which no doubt Stacy would have welcomed, and in a way, would be perfect for celebrating her induction into the WWE Hall of Fame. However, given this was an extra special night, Torrie was more determined than ever to give Stacy's pussy some decent action, before inevitably, she switched to that amazing ass.
Of course, that didn't stop her from hammering that little bitch hole with first one, then two fingers, and thus pushing her lover closer to orgasm. Yes, it wasn't an easy thing to do, but luckily, Torrie had plenty of practice doing exactly this. Which in turn, meant she had plenty of practice of denying her girl, until she begged for what they both knew she wanted.
Stacy honestly would have welcomed a switch in holes. She was more than half expecting it, given she knew that just like everybody else, Torrie was obsessed with her amazing ass. Hell, it was one of her favourite things about their relationship. And if her Mistress Torrie had demanded it, Stacy wouldn't be complaining. However, at the same time, this was a nice change of pace.
It also gave her the chance to kiss the love of her life, while they were inside her. What more could a girl ask for? Especially when Mistress Torrie was so very good at this? Maybe even too good? Because, oh God, it wasn't long before Stacy wanted to beg for more. So it was a very, very good thing that Stacy's lips were being covered constantly by Torrie's.
Although, when the kiss did end, Stacy didn't immediately start begging. Oh no, she was too overwhelmed by looking at the areas of Torrie Wilson, and seeing overwhelming love and affection for her staring back. Then there was the fact that without trying to keep Mistress Torrie's tongue occupied, Stacy became far more aware of the dildo pumping her cunt, and the fingers in her ass.
Then all of a sudden, those fingers were removed, and shoved into her mouth. Something which should have disgusted her, but instead the newly inducted Hall of Famer moaned happily at the taste. She then eagerly sucked those fingers clean, after removing them.
"Fuck me, Mistress Torrie! Oh please, mmmmmmmmm, fuck me hard!" Stacy begged, "Pound my pussy, ooooooooooh, slam my ass, and make me cum! Please? Double fuck me like the whore I am! Ohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssss, fucking DP me! I love it, I love it, I love it. And I love you. I always have, and I always will. And I know you do too. Please prove it now, by fucking my pussy with your big hard cock, and fucking my ass with your wonderful little fingers. Then the other way around, if you want. Ah fuck yeahhhhhhhhhh, fuck me however you want, Mistress Torrie. Just please, mmmmmmmmm, make me cum!
Oh yes, make me cum, make me cum, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk, make me fucking cum! OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS, POUND ALL MY SLUTTY LITTLE FUCK HOLES, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD!"
For better or worse, instead of switching holes right away, Mistress Torrie re-inserted her fingers into Stacy's slutty little asshole. Which in her current state of mind, was almost enough to make her cum on the spot. Especially when combined with the words that she had just been saying, and the fact that Mistress Torrie continued pumping her pussy with her wonderful strap-on.
However, for better or for worse, it just wasn't enough. Mostly because those fingers then remained still, while the pussy pumping continued to be slow and gentle. Although it was enough to bring Stacy to the very edge of orgasm, which of course, was where she was kept for a few blissful moments.
Naturally, she tried her best to continue begging, like the good little sub bitch she was. However, her words were mostly incoherent at this point. Not that it mattered. Oh no, given the look on Mistress Torrie's face, and a lifetime of experience, both former WWE divas knew exactly what was happening here. And they loved each other for it. Of course, Mistress Torrie couldn't keep going like this for long.
Inevitably, she gave Stacy what she wanted. First amazing orgasms, using both her holes to do it. Then, as predicted, switching to her favourite hole. Something which was inevitable, given Stacy's legendary booty. However, honestly in that moment, the infamous butt slut would have been content with just fingers in her back door, while her main door was assaulted with strap-on cock.
"Bend over, you slut!" Torrie demanded, almost feral as she abruptly pulled out of Stacy's pussy, and flipped her over, onto her stomach with brute force, "Bend the fuck over, and spread your fucking cheeks for me. Oooooooooh yessssssssss, mmmmmmmm, give me that legendary ass of yours. The legendary ass of Stacy Keibler, which I fucking own!"
"Mmmmmmmm, gladly, Mistress Torrie." Stacy moaned deliriously, as she did her best to obey this command by her top.
Torrie couldn't help staring at this for a minute, and drooling like an animal, just from looking at the legendary ass of Stacy Keibler. Oh yes, truly words just couldn't do justice to that heavenly booty, especially in her case, who actually knew the area of fucking like no one else. Stacy's husband wishes he had the expertise and knowledge that Torrie possessed when it came to fucking this perfect ass that belonged to his wife.
Hell, fans around the world wished they had the chance she did. Which they were in right now. Hell, a lot of people at the Hall of Fame, men and women alike, probably wish they went home with this gorgeous creature, and got to sodomize her. But only Mistress Torrie actually did it because Stacy belonged only to her.
Which was why, even though she desperately wanted to shove every inch of her man-made dick inside that wet pussy, within a blink of an eye, somehow, the experienced Dom controlled herself. Probably because she'd been in this position countless times before, and planned to be there countless more down the road. Given the love they had for each other, Torrie intended to never be that brutal with Stacy's precious little butt hole.
Well, at least not without hours of passionate anal pounding, before such a brutal anal penetration. However, for better or for worse, she knew from experience that Stacy could not only take that kind of thing, but actually enjoy it. Hell, it seemed almost cruel to press the tip of her cock against that slutty little ass hole, and slowly push forward.
However, at the same time, Torrie was very much doing this for both of their benefit. Oh yes, she lived for the precious moments, that she would watch this legendary fuck hole slowly open up, and eagerly accept her 8-inch cock inside of it. Just as it had been made to do. Because really, what other explanation was there for anyone to be gifted an ass this perfect? Especially when it was clearly made for taking dick?
And then there was how Stacy reacted to it. Yes, Torrie played a big part in why this whore was loose and easy to penetrate 24/7 back in their heyday, but she was sure if it wasn't her, it would be someone else. Hence why it's a miracle that the 41 and half-inch legged woman was able to go for more than a decade without having her back door stretched properly by her top. Because this was unquestionably Stacy's destiny, her primary purpose in life. Torrie in all honestly was lucky that she got to be the Dom who owned such perfection.
It was a matter of being in the right place, at the right time. Both women were green and new to wrestling back in the late 90's, with WCW being their break through into the business. It was there where Torrie honed her Dom skills and became a proficient top. The type of top that attracted a natural bottom in that of Stacy Keibler, her girl and best friend of over 2 decades strong.
Of course, this was not the reason she had no intention of rushing this. Especially as while she might eventually struggle, it wasn't long before this natural anal loving sub was spreading her cheeks, and providing the best view of first the anal penetration, then the butt stuffing. And Torrie Wilson had the best view in the house, well technically speaking she had the view all to herself, but regardless the view was exclusively for her only.
Naturally, Torrie paused for a few long seconds after the initial anal penetration to savour the moment. Also, to enjoy every reaction that her favourite butt slut let out from her doing. She was also close to providing some more verbal encouragement. And she would... soon. However, for now, Wilson just wanted to savour every last sound of moaning Stacy made as she violated her most private hole.
Or at least, was supposed to be private, but in reality, it was probably the most frequently used fuck hole in the history of the WWE. Which of course, was really, really saying something given the amount of women who had been in the company. Then the moment came when the full length of her dildo was buried inside Stacy's bowels, which pretty much demanded that Torrie use her words to celebrate the moment of absolute triumph.
"Mmmmmmmm, God Stace, there really is nothing like being balls deep inside your butt!" Torrie beamed happily, before teasing, "I'm sure you agree, don't you? Huh? Ooooooooooh yessssssssss, this is way better than a championship, those 'real wrestlers' ever had. Mmmmmmmm, and it's better than the money, the cheering, and it's definitely better than being in that popularity contest called the WWE Hall of Fame.
This is everything to us, and always will be. My big strap-on, as deep as it can go into your slutty little whore ass. Ohhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh, your Hall of Fame Worthy Whore Ass! Oh fuck yeah, I like that. No, I fucking love it, because it perfectly describes this perfect little booty, which just takes my cock soooooooo fuckin easily! Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss, take it, bitch! Fucking take it like a good little ho!"
Stacy very much welcomed those words, and even considered replying. However, that would likely encourage even an experienced top like Torrie Wilson to officially start the butt fucking, and while of course, Stacy was very eager for that, she really wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as possible. The moment that her rectum was completely filled with dick, man made girl dick.
And most importantly of all, the dick of Torrie Wilson. Her favourite top, secret girlfriend and lover, her everything. Besides, soon enough she would be receiving the sodomizing she knew that she deserved 24/7. Which again was partially why she felt guilty for not letting Torrie have her way with her the past decade. Oh this precious moment, it was more than enough just to be filled with that nice big cock, which had her literally weeping with joy that she was getting what she was missing for the better part of 18 or so years.
Then of course, she let out a loud and delightful cry, when it finally happened. When Mistress Torrie slowly pulled her hips back, and then pushed them forward again, and thus, causing the dildo to slide in and out of her slutty little fuck hole. Which in turn, made this official. Oh yes, Torrie Wilson was officially sodomizing Stacy Keibler.
The 41 and half-inch legged woman was getting butt fucked by another woman. A superior woman. One who had owned every part of her mind, body, and soul for most of her life, and would continue owning her forever, as far as she was concerned. And what better way to show her total devotion, then to give her owner the ass that was so coveted by everyone else?
Really wanting to get as much enjoyment out of this as possible, Mistress Torrie started wordlessly pulling her anal bitch backwards, encouraging her to get to her feet. Which was something they had done before long ago, Stacy blushing at the thought of what the other blonde had planned. And sure enough, it happened just like last time they had been to a suite similar to this one, with her beloved dom encouraging her to move forward.
The two girls waddled over to that amazing view, strap-on still lodged in Stacy's asshole, at which point Keibler leaned forward, and pressed her hands and face against the glass panel. Something no one from below would be able to see or hear given the soundproof suite they were in. But the idea of looking down all these people, the city being unaware of what was happening to her, was such an incredible thrill. The shameless butt whore thought that she would cum on the spot right then and there from the amount of stimulation and sheer excitement she was experiencing.
If only Mistress Torrie had immediately started showering her with the usual encouragement, it would have probably happened. Which was probably why the dominant blonde stayed silent for a few long minutes, and to begin with, barely touched the submissive blonde. The only contact the two mature blondes had was the strap-on dildo currently stuffed inside Stacy's back door.
And when Torrie did make a move, it was more gentle kisses and caresses to whatever she could reach of that gorgeous MILF body. Of course, eventually Mistress Torrie started nibbling on Stacy's ears and neck, in between kisses, licks and occasional sucking of the sensitive flesh. Meanwhile, her hands cupped Stacy's frequently neglected titties, and teased moving downwards, to her usually neglected pussy, which if anything, was being overwhelmed with stimulation at this point.
"Look at them." Torrie finally whispered into Stacy's ear, then in the middle of taking off her Chanel belt and wrapping it around Stacy's neck, which she used as a leash for leverage, "There must be thousands of them down there, and most of them probably know who you are. Or at least, have seen your picture hanging up, and would probably think you were important, if they passed by you.
But what would they think, if they knew that you're up here right now, getting exactly what you deserved? Fucked in the ass, by your fucking owner. Ooooooooooh yessssssssss, I own you, Stace. You and your perfect ass belong to me. You're my Hall of Fame Worthy Anal Whore, with a Hall of Fame Worthy Whore Ass!"
Again, Stacy could only whimper and cry out in overwhelming pleasure, as she was once again bombarded with these wonderful words. And if she hadn't so recently came, she probably wouldn't be able to hold back. However, thankfully that wasn't the case. Did Stacy want to cum again? Of course. As much as she could get away with. And more, if possible.
However, she prided herself on being a well-trained submissive lesbian bitch, and she knew that right now, Mistress Torrie didn't want her to cum. No, Mistress Torrie wanted to torture her for as long as possible, to stretch this sexual tourment which was agonizing enough in making her want to cum now. But poor Stacy did her best to hold it in, as to not upset her Dom. After what felt like an eternity of allowing Torrie to tease her with these subtle yet gratifying actions and words, Wilson restarted the sodomy.
Over, and over, and over again that big 8-inch dildo slid in and out of Stacy Keibler's slutty little ass hole, stimulating the supersensitive walls inside her rectum that made her such a natural anal slut. Well that, and the fact that her perfect ass was already jiggling an impressive amount against the thighs of her Mistress, providing them both with extra mental stimulation.
Which was really saying something, because the mental high of being butt fucked was like no other. Oh yes, Stacy was sure if people knew just how good this felt, anal sex wouldn't be considered taboo. No, it would be the norm. Then again, didn't it feel so good for her, because she was literally made for butt sex? She could never know for sure, and it didn't really matter. No, all that mattered during that moment, was she was getting what she desperately needed.
Perhaps it was a good thing butt sex wasn't normalized, because that meant more for her? Oh yes, Stacy had been blessed to find herself as an anal slut in an industry of rectum wreckers. And in her opinion, the greatest one of them all was now using her ass hole for its intended purpose.
Not only taking dick, but Mistress Torrie's fake cock. Oh yes, in moments like this, it had never been more clear that they're made for each other. Something which Stacy was eager to share with her Dom, along with so many other things. Chief amongst them, her desperate need to cum. Because she might be a well-trained anal bitch, but she had her limits. Especially after such a long absence of doing this.
"Please, Mistress Torrie, make me cum!" Stacy whimpered when she finally found her voice, "Fuck my ass, and make me cum! Make your anal bitch cum like the butt slut I am! Please? Oooooooooh yesssssssss, ah fuck, choke me with this belt, spank me with it, mmmmmmmmm, whatever you want. Just make me cum! Ohhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh, that's it. Pound my slutty little asshole!
Mmmmmmmm fuck, ruin my Hall of Fame Worthy Whore Ass, like the Hall of Fame Worthy Anal Whore I am! I'm yours, all yours. Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss, fuck me, fuck your bitch! I was fucking made for this. Made for you! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Unsurprisingly, she wasn't waiting long before receiving exactly what she so desperately needed. And of course, it didn't take that much. No, just a slight increase in the pace, and she was crashing over the edge of the kind of powerful climax she could only receive from anal sex. Maybe especially, anal sex with her beloved Mistress Torrie Wilson. Her secret girlfriend, and her true love. Her everything.
The owner of her mind, body and soul. And most importantly at this moment, her ass. The legendary booty of a Hall of Fame Worthy Anal Whore, who was proving herself worthy of that particular nickname, by finally squirting her cum against the glass in front of her, as she was brutally fucked in the ass.
Torrie moved her hands down and around to Stacy Keibler's legendary booty when her bitch started begging for the privilege of cumming. It was, after all, a perfect way of teasing her. For both of them, mostly. Then there was the fact that it was all just for fun. The kind of thing that she could do with her beloved Stacy at any time, and hadn't done nearly enough tonight.
Oh yes, these well-rounded cheeks felt so good in her hands, and she loved to spread them apart, so she could get the best possible look at that slutty little butt hole stretched wide apart for the strap-on which was sliding in and out of it. However, as much fun as that teasing was, they were both in the mood for a hard anal pounding, and it was not long before she was giving her favourite butt slut what she desperately wanted and needed.
What they both so desperately wanted and needed, as was proven by the fact that Torrie really struggled to hold back from cumming herself as she increased the pace. Well, she seemed to have been struggling for a while now, but most of all, in this wonderful moment. The wonderful moment that her beloved Stacy Keibler started cumming for her, like the shameless whore she was.
Cum from being butt fucked, like the shameless anal whore she was. The Hall of Fame Worthy Anal Whore. Oh yes, that was exactly what Stacy was, and it became important for Torrie to let her know that, among other things, regardless of the very predictable consequences.
"CUM FOR ME, WHORE! OOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSS, MMMMMMMMMM, CUM FROM GETTING YOUR WHORE BUTT POUNDED, LIKE THE HALL OF FAME WORTHY ANAL WHORE YOU ARE!" Torrie demanded, pulling back on her belt even more than before, causing Stacy to nearly choke on the strain her Dom was putting her through while fucking her perfect ass into oblivion,
"OHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I LOVE THIS ASS! THIS HALL OF FAME WORTHY WHORE ASS IS THE BEST THING EVER! YOU'RE THE BEST THING EVER, STACE! AND YOU'RE MINE, MMMMMMMMMMM, ALL FUCKING MINE! I OWN YOU! I OWN THIS PERFECT BOOTY! PERFECT FOR TAKING DICK! MY DICK, OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
Indeed, just as she predicted, these words pushed Torrie over the edge of orgasm. And those words echoing in her head, combined with the feeling of the other end of the dildo pushing against the leather harness that was rubbing her clit, the jiggling of those heavenly juicy and battered thighs, and most of all the sheer joy of destroying Stacy Keibler's legendary booty was more than enough to make her cum again.
And then again, and again, and again, so that both women were getting exactly what they craved. Because of this, they became wild animals working together to destroy that slutty little ass hole. With the only downside being that they could no longer think coherently. Well that, and it would be hours before Stacy could sit down, or even walk. But they both agreed, such things were totally worth it for this kind of ecstasy.
But before she lost all sensibility, Torrie remembered that her strap-on had a special feature which she couldn't go on without at least using at least once as a throwback to their younger years. Torrie's man made cock was unlike most that you could find at the toy store unless you really searched for it, because it had a squirting feature that allowed the stimulation of a man cumming out of the dildo's head, essentially simulating how a real dick would unload its load.
The best part, the way this function worked was through a very elaborate yet magnificent tubing system inside the realistic looking dildo that shot out through a small opening of the toy's head. This same tubing also connected to the fake yet realistic looking balls that were attached to the dildo from below, and these balls could be filled with any liquid before usage, thus Torrie chose her own cum.
From the first time she had done it back in the day, Torrie had always felt that there was something absolutely special and downright alluring, a carnal act of love per say of filling another woman with her girl cum. And here she was more than two decades later, with the same girl who she fell in love with all those years ago, completely submissive and at her command. So no one could really blame Torrie for what she did next, that was performing what she loves doing to her girl, treating Stacy like the Hall of Fame Worthy Anal Whore that she is.
The former Playboy cover girl didn't miss a beat, slowing down her thrusts against that amazing ass before finally burying the strap-on inside her girl and squeezing the fake balls of her strap-on. Her cum, which she had collected over the years from the many times she had came from masturbating in a collection of sterile cups.
Which of course she had always kept hidden from her husband Justin, or any past male relationships or marriages for that matter. Her love juice shot out from the pressure of her hands squeezing the balls through the tubing inside the dildo and out the head, right into the rectum of Stacy Keibler, claiming the newly inducted WWE Hall of Famer as hers.
Stacy's eyes widened as she felt a familiar liquid entering her asshole, marking her insides as property of Torrie Wilson. It didn't matter if she was married to Jacob or had a family to take care of, at this very moment she belonged to only one person and that was Mistress Torrie.
Stacy remembers it like if it was yesterday, the first time Torrie had shot her cum into her ass via the usage of the very same strap-on back in their WCW days came rushing like a freight train as she felt so submissive and to an extent like a piece of meat. In fact, over the years during their WWE career, she had lost count of just how much of Torrie's love juice had been pumped deep inside both of her holes courtesy of her girlfriend's realistic looking squirting strap-on dildo.
Truth be told, at first Stacy was uncomfortable and a little weirded out with the concept of a girl shooting their load via a fake cock. However she soon came to love the idea and the feeling of being filled with Torrie's cum, and now here in 2023 she loved every single second of it. She felt Torrie pressing against her back, spooning her from behind like a man would with their woman.
Torrie, beyond happy that she was able to enjoy this special moment knowing that it didn't matter if they were both married to different men for the sake of public image and society morals. She was just beyond happy with the knowledge that her cum had been fired deep into the private hole between Stacy's thicc buns as she squeezed those fake balls with all that she had.
Very much simulating how a guy would shoot their load into their girl. All that mattered was that with this simple and perhaps morally incorrect action, Stacy's much lusted after ass belonged to Torrie. Then, Now, Forever. Torrie had made Stacy verbally admit that she belonged to her earlier in their love session, but now Torrie was showing Stacy this by marking her perfect ass and claiming it as hers by filling it with her gift.
Like she had many years ago. Just like their first night of strap-on sex back in the late 90's, Torrie filled her girl with her cum right before losing consciousness as her world spun around her in pure ecstasy from what she had just done.
Honestly, when she returned to consciousness, Torrie wasn't even embarrassed and ashamed of what she had done to her best friend's butt hole. No, she hadn't felt that way in two decades, and she wasn't about to start again now. She was, however, impressed with her own ability. Or luck.
Either way, the result was the same, that they were somehow back on the bed, then together in a heap, as she slowly came down from the combined highs. Which in turn gave Torrie the chance to provide aftercare, in the form of more gentle kisses and caresses to a now whimpering Stacy before she silently yet huskily said into the younger woman's ear something only a top would ever dare say.
"Mmhhhhh you're mine Stace!" Torrie dominantly said.
Stacy could only shutter in happiness and slight embarrassment as she had never felt as happy as in this moment. This wonderfully perfect moment, of two lovers sharing a moment they would never forget. Torrie meanwhile continued with the after care, making sure to stimulate Stacy's neck with love bites and soft kisses even on her collarbone, all causing the former Baltimore cheerleader to moan in pleasure.
Torrie made sure to spoon her girl from behind, reminding Stacy that she's always there to protect and defend her no matter what, just like a man would protect his woman. This went on for a couple more minutes until she heard a familiar request.
"Can I taste my ass now?" Stacy pleaded softly.
"Only if you show me your gaping ass hole first." Torrie insisted with a wicked grin.
"Yes, Mistress Torrie." Stacy agreed happily, "Anything for you."
"Damn right, mmmmmmmmm, now show me my prize." Torrie ordered, finally pulling her cock out of her best friend's butt. Her love juice slowly oozing out of that now destroyed asshole.
Stacy opened her mouth to reply, only for her words to be muffled with a loud cry and whimper of disappointment. For a shameless anal addicted bottom of her calibre, it was heart-breaking to lose such a cock from her ass, as all of a sudden, it felt like she was no longer fulfilling her purpose in life. Then again, her true purpose was pleasing the Goddess known as Mistress Torrie Wilson, and as long as she was doing that, everything would be all right.
And to be fair, while she still needed a few long seconds to recover, there was a thrill to reaching back and spreading open her ass cheeks. Emphasizing her now obscenely gaping ass hole that was filled to the brim with her owner's girl cum. Which was necessary, given it felt so very wide and deep, but it was the kind of extra bit of submission which Stacy lived for.
Then there was the fact that this caused a beautiful smile to cross the face of Mistress Torrie, which in turn, had Stacy's submissive heart fluttering. Something she experienced a second time, when Mistress Torrie immortalize this moment, by taking a picture on her phone. Maybe she would send it to their old friends? Just like old times?
Hell, the very thought of that, and just showing off the deepest part of her bowels to her top, was almost enough to make her cum again. Or at the very least, have some incredibly powerful aftershocks. Especially when combined with the thought of what was about to happen next, which made Stacy's mouth water with anticipation.
"Ooooooooh, there's more of the view I live for." Torrie chuckled widely, before ordering, "Now, get over here, and suck my cock. Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssss, take this big fucking cock, which was just deep in your slutty little ass, and take it in your mouth. Be the ass to mouth bitch I made you all those years ago. Come on, please your Mistress Torrie.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss, that's it. Good little ATM loving bottom. Yeahhhhhhhhhh, you love that, huh? Love the taste of your own butt? Oh yeah, you do. I know you do. But show me again, by taking it all the way down your throat. Oh fuck yeah, mmmmmmmmm, good little whore. Good little Hall of Fame Worthy Whore!"
"Yes, Mistress Torrie." Stacy replied and obeyed, before her Dom had even finished speaking.
Which was no big deal. No, she would be surprised if Mistress Torrie was even listening for a response at this point, given she was far more interested in refuelling both of them with her nasty words. Just as Stacy was hoping to refuel them, with a nice long blow job. Admittedly, they weren't as young as they used to be, and could probably do with a small break, hopefully filled with cuddling and kissing.
However, multiple butt fuckings were commonplace in the WWE, and Stacy very much hoped that on a special night like this, it would be no different for her. And she was very, very confident in Mistress Torrie's ability to give her what she desperately needed. Over and over again.
At the very least, she was already feeling rejuvenated by the time she was crawling over and positioning herself in between the legs of Mistress Torrie. Then even more so when she wrapped her lips around that huge fake cock, and moaned loudly and dreamily at the taste of her own butt. Something which of course, she savoured for a few long seconds, maybe even a full minute, before starting to bob her head up and down that shaft with ease. And yes, she was even able to take it all the way down her throat.
Just like old times. And just like the good little Hall of Fame Worthy Whore she was. Torrie couldn't help but shoot a wicked grin down at the woman who was giving her a first class blow job on her strap-on dildo, each bob sent waves of pleasure as the harness rubbed against her clit and pussy. Stacy had truly fulfilled her destiny of being Mistress Torrie's bottom. And in this particular moment, a good little Hall of Fame Worthy ATM Whore.
The End.
- In the limousine, Stacy felt the rhythm of the music through the speakers and the vibrations of the strap-on Torrie was secretly wearing against her Hall of Fame Worthy Whore Ass.
- As they entered the penthouse suite at the Ritz Carlton, Stacy was in awe of the view and the Ambiance, but her eyes were drawn to Torrie wearing a female dominant outfit, signaling their role play for the night.
- Torrie, a fan of dirty talk, instructed Stacy to slide off her dress and kneel in front of her, chanting "Voyeur, Submissive, Anal Ass Whore" as she teased her with the strap-on.
- Stacy, embracing her female submissive role, obediently followed Torrie's commands, excited to engage in this thrilling night with her long-time best friend and mistress.
- Torrie, satisfied with Stacy's quick submission, made their way to the bedroom, where they could indulge in their fetish for female dominance and anal pleasure, using the strap-on to fulfill their Hall of Fame Worthy desires.
