The Assistant Writer (Part 3): Good Morning Melina

I took a while to get this one done because I wanted to make sure it was really good. I'm pleased with the outcome. Hope you enjoy it.

The Assistant Writer: Good Morning Melina
By: Dr. Feel Good (DFG)
Email: dfg1980@gmail.com

It was the morning of Wednesday, December 28th as I made my way to the WWE offices in Stamford at 8:30am. Two nights ago I spent the night with Trish Stratus, then last night I spent the night with former diva Debra Marshall although I was in a sour mood by the end of it because I found out she had conspired with Stephanie to mess with my head. We had sex in the limo, then I left at about 10pm and as far as I knew she was flying back to Texas to do whatever she did there. The sex was great, maybe the best of my life, but I wasn't a big fan of getting worked like that, so I was looking forward to talking to Stephanie. I had no idea what I was going to say since she was my boss and I've only been working for her under a week. Still, I planned on saying something about it.

When I got to the building 8:45am or so I did the usual routine of going to the 6th floor like normal, meeting with the other writers and brainstorming about the storylines going on in the company. When I reached my cubicle I saw a note posted on my computer screen: "Meet me in my office ASAP! Steph." I didn't really say anything to the other writers, I just picked the note off the screen went up to Steph's office on the 8th floor of the building.

Her secretary told me to head in to the office. She was on the phone, but she told me to sit down. When her call finished, she told me what was up.

"Look, I know you're probably mad at me about last night. I lied to you and I'm sorry for that. It's just that Debra is a close friend of mine that was looking for a good time, so I did what I could. Are you mad about last night, about the sex?" She asked.

"No, of course not." I told her. "I just don't like being lied to. That's all."

"Okay, I understand." She continued. "With that said, I guess I'll come right out to tell you Melina's not coming here to see you to talk business."

"Really?" I asked surprisingly.

"She heard about you and Trish. She's not a big Trish fan, in fact she hates her."

"Why's that?" I asked, although I had read before I got the job that Melina was somewhat of a prima donna.

"It's just a jealousy thing. You know girls. So after she found out about you and Trish at the hotel, she asked me more about you and I made up a story about how you're going to have a say in who gets the cover of the upcoming Divas lingerie magazine."

"And I'm not right?" This wasn't much of a question, more of a sure thing statement.

"Right. But she doesn't know that. All she knows is that you work for me in the best interest of the women in this company and she thinks if she gets in good with you, she gets in good with me and the writing team." Then she looked me right in the eye. "You okay with this? Being with Melina today?"

"Yeah, it's fine." I assured her. I was going to ask her why she's basically whoring me out to these girls, but I wasn't complaining, so I said nothing about it. I figure she had her reasons and she'd tell me one day. I waited on the couch for Melina to arrive.

Just shortly after 9am, Melina walked into the office. She never noticed me on the couch, but I checked her out in a beautiful orange/pink dress that accentuated her massive tits while also being short on the bottom to show off her legs/ass. It's the kind of outfit she'd wear on WWE TV, that's for sure.

"Is he here?" Melina asked Steph as I stood up. Steph pointed over to me. Melina turned around.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, he's cute." She remarked to herself as she smiled at me while checking me out in my suit.

"Melina, this is John. John, Melina." Steph said as I reached my hand out to shake hers, but instead she lunged forward and kissed me on the lips. At first I was hesitant about it, but then I really went for it and our tongues were meeting in eachother's mouths. She went to stop the kiss, but I took control with my hand on her chin, putting my mouth deeper into hers. It was a really powerful kiss. Finally, after what had to be about thirty seconds of spit swapping we let go of eachother.

"Good kisser, too." She remarked with a smile, rubbing her finger along her lip.

Steph gave me a key to what I just learned was my new office down the hall from her. I wondered why I was getting my room so soon, but then I looked at Melina's body closely again. I thought, fuck them if they complain. Melina and I were off to christen it. As we made our way out of the room into my office, Melina told me her plans.

"My plane leaves in two hours, so we got about an hour here. Is that okay with you?" She asked me as I just nodded my head while inserting the key into the lock on the door. "So are you even going to ask why I'm here or why I asked to be in private with you?"

"It's not my business, Melina." I told her: "I work for Stephanie McMahon. It's my job to work with the women of this company to please them in any way that I can, so if that means meeting with you in this room right now then that's what I'll do."

"Listen to you, like you're some fucking robot or something," she said somewhat angrily as I opened the door, she entered and then I locked it. "What this is about, John, is me being the most important female working for this company. Everywhere I go people talk about Trish Stratus like she's a fucking goddess or something. She's not. I am, though. I'm younger, I'm more beautiful, I'm smarter, I have a better body and as you're about to find out, I can fuck better too."

She took off my jacket, my tie and unbuttoned my shirt while I took my belt off my pants. Then she reached down with her hand for my zipper, pulling it down. She pulled my pants down, then off and kneeled down in front of me as I stood in my boxers.

"So this is business for you then? Just you wanting to get back at Trish, huh?" I asked as she pushed me back onto the couch. She stuck her boots on my leg as I took them off for her, one by one. Then she kneeled over my face with her tits, looking me in the eye.

"I'm just here to prove that I'm better than her at everything. Especially this…" her voice trailed off as I leaned up and kissed her mouth.

With my hands I took the shoulder straps off her dress, then undid the zipper in the back and let it fall to the ground as she stood before me topless, standing there only in a pink thong. Her breasts were impeccable. I rubbed them with my hands as we kissed some more. Then I moved my head down to her tits and kissed them feverishly. She tilted her head back and I reached down for her panties, pulling them down her body. She gently pushed me off, then put her hand on the outside of my boxers, feeling the size of my dick. She slid my boxers down leaving us both naked.

"How did you fuck her? What positions?" She asked while rubbing my shaft. I kissed her on the mouth again. "Forget it. There's no time to talk. Just fuck me and fuck me harder than Trish, alright?" Not one to talk, I just nodded at her and did ass she wished.

She positioned me on the couch so I was facing her with my legs facing out. She got on her knees in front of me and started rubbing my dick. She stuck it between her giant tits, jiggling them up and down all over my dick. "Did you fuck her tits hard?" She asked. I merely nodded my head yes to her as she continued to play with my cock while it was in between her large tits. She rubbed my dick some more, getting it as hard as possible. "Are my tits better?" She asked again while I simply said nothing. She continued to work on my dick with her tits, getting her knockers all wet with my pre-cum while I continued to lay back with a smile on my face.

"You like my tits, huh?" She asked me again, this time wanting an answer.

"Oh yeah, I love them." I assured her.

She played my dick some more, this time with her hands more than her tights. "One thing Trish was right about," she continued. "Your dick is huge. Fucking huge. I want you to fuck me with it, but first, I need a taste for myself."

She dipped her head down and started sucking on my snake like it was a lollilop that she just got. She was all over it, sucking fast, licking all over the place and rubbing my legs while doing it. Her head was bobbing up and down on my shaft, taking it all in while I leaned back on the couch, grunting ever so quietly. She slowed down her pace a bit, licking my cock slowly and taking larger, deeper sucking motions on it. It was a good feeling actually because I was used to the faster pace. I could tell she was having a bit of a problem getting used to my girth so I leaned forward a bit more, straightening my body out and basically standing in front of her as she sucked me down. I rocked my hips towards her and I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat. She kept sucking me while I tried my best to keep my load, but I was about to shoot it and I had to let her know.

"I'm cumming, baby."

With her lips fully entrenched on my cock and her tongue on the bottom of my dick I let loose right in her mouth as she took it all in, spitting some out, but keeping most of it inside her. After wiping her mouth clean, she stood up smiling at me.

"You're a big boy," she exclaimed glowingly. "Bigger than anything I've ever seen."

"So you approve, huh?"

"Very much so. But now what I want is to see how talented that mouth of yours is."

I took my tongue, stuck it deep inside of her mouth and kissed her passionately. She wanted to let me go, but I wouldn't and the kiss continued a little bit longer with our tongues whipping in eachother's mouths.

"I don't mean that, silly." She said as she walked around me towards the couch. She sat on the couch, then spread her legs in her famous splits position and pointed at her pussy. "I mean this."

I smiled like a kid on Christmas morning opening his first present from Santa. Then I started to lick my lips as I approached her on my knees.

"I bet Trish couldn't do this, huh?" She said while I shook my head no. "It's a gift."

While on my knees, I took my right hand and started rubbing her clit. With my left, I was holding her leg up so it would be easier for me to suck her pussy. I dropped my mouth down, then I kissed the right side of her pussy and then the left while she was gently moaning.

"Oooooooooooooooooo. You're good at that too! More please!"

I stuck my right arm under he split open left leg while my left arm was under her split open right leg and literally pulled her closer towards me. She smiled down at me while I tilted my head down and stuck my tongue down into her soft, wet pussy. My mouth felt so good touching her, it was wet and her pussy was wet, so the combination together was really strong.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she yelled out. "Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddddd."

I licked her clit some more, taking in all of her moistness with my mouth while she continued to yell.

"Fuck! Yes! Oh fuck!"

While I continued to lick her, I could hear her panting.

"Fuck me…me…with…your dick. Now, please."

So polite, I thought. I got off my knees and I laid down on the other end of the couch as she crawled over, mounted me and slowly started to ride me. I rubbed her tits as she was sitting on me and I thrusted my cock up into her clit as much as I could.

"Tell me, baby" she said as her breath shortened. "Tell me what you're going to do to me."

I smiled. "I'm going to fuck you so hard your giant titties are gonna fly up and smack you in your gorgeous face. You like that?"

"Oh yeah. I like that a lot. Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh."

She leaned forward, then back, then forward, then back and so on in order to fully feel me inside of her. It worked because I was as hard as I've ever been in my life and I was pushing her hard. She tilted her head and body back so I could really pound it inside of her.

"That feels sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gooooooooooooooooooooood. Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice."

Then she put my test to use as she leaned forward and I rocked her so hard that her tits were bouncing into her face. I could see her smiling brightly, enjoying what I said I would do.

"I like an hon…honest…ma…man. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

After some more body surfing by her, I was ready to let loose and I came right into her pussy.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Her body became limp, as did mine and she lay back on top of me. We were both out of breath, but she managed to talk first.

"So, did I do better than Trish?" She asked.

"You were both really good, but I think we'll have to do this again sometime just to make sure." I said coyly.

"With you? Anytime." She assured me.

She checked the time, saw it was time for her to get going and begun to get dressed. She slipped on her panties, then her dress, which was on the floor and slipped that on. Meanwhile, I merely put my boxers on, but I had a hankering for more action with her. So I decided to say something just as she was about to head out the door.

"You know," I said smugly "one of the things I did with Trish was fuck her doggy style and you and I, we never actually did that so if you want to better than her…"

"Haha, I know what you're doing," she said with a laugh. She looks at her watch. "I probably got a few minutes. Let me see what more you got, you dog."

She placed her hands against the wall right beside the door while I walked right up to her. I lifted her skirt up a bit as she positioned her legs, spreading them a bit for me. I slid down her panties a bit so they were on her legs and I took off my boxers. With my hands now on her hips, I rammed my cock hard into her vagina again. She moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I like it rough like that," she told me.

I reached my hands up her body so I was grabbing her tits while she thrusted her body back and forth with her hands still up against the wall.

"This is better than when you fucked Trish, admit it!" She yelled at me.

I didn't say anything. Instead I kept on plugging her with my cock, rocking it deep inside of her wet, moist pussy. "Ooooh….ahhhhh….yeahhhhh…." she moaned some more. I was actually beginning to tire a bit, the past three days of hard sex taking its toll as I could feel her also tiring as well. I was about to cum and I told her so.

"Baby, I'm cumming again."

"I'm ready," she told me as I felt it flow out of my body. "Ooohhhh God. Fuck! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As the last few drops of my cum dripped into her, I helped her pull her panties back up and adjust her dress. Her hair was a bit of a mess, which was to be expected, but I don't think she cared. We locked lips one last time, then she told me next time we'll go longer and "do things that will rock your world" as she put it.

I sat there alone remarking to myself what a wonderful three days it had been. Then I realized too that this Trish/Melina rivalry isn't only great for business, but it's great for me too.

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This is the end of the Assistant Writer series for now. I could always come back to it though. Email me at dfg1980@gmail.com with any feedback you might have. Thanks for reading.

The Next Story is...

The next story is continuing the Writer's Assistant series. It will feature Melina. I'm going to play it up based on real wrestling rumors that Melina is selfish and has a primadonna attitude towards the other girls in WWE. There will be less build up to the sex in this story, but it wil have just as much, if not more, sex than the other stories.

I hope to have it done in the next day or two. Here's a recent pic of her from Smackdown.

Debra the Horny Housewife

Here's my newest story. Finished it a couple of days ago. It's probably my favorite one to date and I promise there will be sequels to come. I threw in an accompanying photo at the perfect time in this story. Feel free to email me about the story or post your comments below.

Debra the Horny Housewife
By: Dr. Feel Good (DFG)
Email: dfg1980@gmail.com

The following story took place in February 2002.

I had just moved near the San Antonio, Texas because I was taking classes at the University of San Antonio. I was older than most students that started out because I worked for seven years out of high school as a bartender and only got to start taking my psychology program when I was 25. I was living off campus at an apartment, but I needed a job after not working to end 2001. In early 2002 I sent my resume everywhere for every kind of job possible, as long as the pay was good. I considered myself a fairly handsome man, so I thought finding a job would be easy. I couldn’t find a job I really wanted until late January when I applied for a job titled “gardening, pool boy and other tasks around the house.” While I never considered myself a great manual labourer, I couldn’t stop looking at the pay for the job: “$40/hr for 20 hours per week maximum, plus benefits.” I thought $800 per week was fucking great, so I quickly applied for the job and then went to the house to meet the owners.

I drove up to this huge mansion on a private lot. Before I rang the bell I looked into the yard and saw it wasn’t that big considering it was a four storey home. There was a pool, a big grassy area and a lot of bushes and trees around. I was starstruck after I met the owners because it was arguably the most famous wrestler ever Steve Austin (real last name Williams) and his wife Debra. I was always a huge wrestling fan and still was, so when I got to see them that close I was in a state of disbelief. I don’t really remember what I said or how I said it, but they gave me the job and I started immediately. For the first couple of weeks I rarely saw Steve or Debra since Steve was travelling the world wrestling on the shows from Friday to Monday every week while Debra went along with him even though she wasn’t performing on the shows anymore. I only worked on the weekends and sometimes on Mondays if I wasn’t done by Sunday, so I only saw them maybe once a week when they’d pay me in cash. I didn’t know much about them personally. Steve was 36 years old while Debra was 35. She still looked hot, though, with her blonde hair, pretty smile, tight ass, curvaceous legs and maybe the best tits I’ve ever seen in my life. Even though were fake they were very tantalizing.

In the first few weeks of February, Steve was only working on Mondays because his neck was starting to hurt him, so I got to see them more. Often times when I’d be doing yard work Steve would sit out by the pool and we’d chat about football or wrestling or just about life in general. I found him to be a really nice guy and very easy to talk to. It was like he was just another guy to talk to, not some world famous celebrity. What was odd was that Debra rarely sat outside with him or talked to him that much. I could sense there were some marriage problems, but I never really thought about it all that much since it didn’t concern me. Debra was always nice to me, always smiling and generally being a nice host.

It was the last Saturday in February, my fifth week on the job, when Steve came out to talk to me by the pool. It was about 8pm or so and dark out, but the pool lights allowed me to work through most of the night.

“Listen son, I gotta go catch a flight to San Diego for a show tomorrow, but Debra’s staying here,” he informed me.

“Oh yeah, how come?” I asked.

“She said she doesn't feel like it. Some shit like that. Fuck if I care anyway.”

“Something wrong?”

“I don’t know if I should tell you, man. I mean it’s kinda private.”

“Steve, come on man, you can trust me. I wouldn’t tell anybody,” I promised.

So he confided in me. “She’s been giving me a hard time for months now. I haven’t been able to…uh…fuck it, I’ll just say it. I’m impotent, man. These fucking pain pills I’m on for my neck and my knees are killing me down there. But if I don’t take the pills I’ll have to retire and I’m not ready to do that yet. It’s fucking frustrating, man. I wanted to have a kid with her too, but last year she had that surgery to make sure she never got pregnant. Now she threatened me with a divorce. We both want it because there's no love there. She doesn't love me and I don't love her anymore. She said she’s filing the papers next week unless I meet her demands."

"Demands? What demands?" I wondered.

"I'll get to that in a second. I don’t care if I’m miserable being married to her, but if we get a divorce she’ll get some of my money. Half of it probably. Do you understand why I can't get a divorce? That money is too important to me. I worked my ass off for it and I don't want to lose it.”

“I understand, Steve. I’m really sorry to hear about that man,” I told him. “I really am.”

“I appreciate that. You’re a good kid and that’s why I need to ask a favor of you. This is where that demand comes in.”

“Sure, what is it?” I asked.

“Keep my wife company tonight and tomorrow if you could. You’re coming to work tomorrow, right?” I nodded yes in response to the question. “Then you can stay over and you can work in the morning or afternoon. Feel free to use our showers and whatever.”

“Steve, I’m flattered, but I have to ask why?”

“She asked me to ask you,” he admitted. “She doesn’t like staying alone in the house too much. If you’re there she’ll feel safer. We’ll pay you too, the same rate. Forty bucks for every hour you spend here. So will you do it?”

I hesitated a bit, but then said, “sure man, I can do it. For you.”

“There’s one more thing,” he continued “and then I gotta go. She kinda told me that if you fucked her tonight then she’d drop the divorce idea for now."

I was shocked. “Steve, I’m not sure if I can…”

"Well, she didn't say it exactly, but she mentioned it during one of our arguments," he informed me. "I know that’s asking a lot and you may be uncomfortable with the idea, but I really can’t have another divorce. I’ve had two already and if I have another it’ll kill me. At least with you I know you’re a good guy that’ll treat her right rather than some guy who I don’t know.”

I was just stunned by this and before I could even say anything he was heading out.

“My plane’s leaving, I gotta go. Talk about it with Debra. She’ll answer any questions for ya.”

As he walked off the property he said bye to her. I saw her standing on the balcony outside her window in the master bedroom as she didn’t even look at him. Instead she looked at me and with her mouth and hand she blew me a kiss.

She spoke loudly from the bedroom, “John, honey, no more yard work tonight. Meet me in the kitchen, please.”

I put the pool cleaner away, then saw Steve drive off. It was already hot outside, but I was sweating even more after Steve basically gave me permission to fuck his wife. I didn’t know if it was legit or not until I got into the house.

Debra was sitting in the kitchen as I walked in and she tossed me a water bottle. She was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Nothing was out of the ordinary. I took a sip out of the water bottle as she stood there looking very sexy with that pretty smile of hers.

"Did Steve tell you about the deal we made?"

"Yes. He certainly had some interesting stuff to say," I admitted to her.

"Tell me what he had to say," she demanded. "All of it."

"He told me you threatened him with a divorce if he didn't meet your demands." I admitted. "Then he asked me to spend the night with you and that if I didn't you'd divorce him and get his money, which he didn't want."

"There is something else he forgot to mention," she added. "I'll never divorce him if you give me what I want tonight."

"Oh yeah," I asked. "What's that?"

She walked over to me, put her finger on my lip and rubbed my chest with her other hand. I wanted a kiss, but didn't push it.

"You'll find out soon enough." She said as she flashed that cute smile. "Go take a shower in the bathroom down the hall. I've put a bag with some clothes I want you to wear as well as this erection oil called VigRX. Take it. Trust me. Put on the cologne too. It's my favorite scent."

I didn't really say anything because I wasn't sure about the erection oil. I had a very good sized cock already both in length and especially in width, but I figured since she's been so nice to me and I was in this incredible situation that it would be hard for me to say no. So I told her I'd see her upstairs. "Hurry up. I'll be waiting and I hope you like my outfit," she said with a smirk as she grabbed my ass on my way out the room.

As I got to the bathroom I noticed the clothes. The underwear wasn't really underwear. It was like a male thong with the front part there to cover the dick and the ass hanging out completely. The top and bottoms were very high quality silk. Even though I had never worn underwear like that before I was willing to do anything to fuck this woman, so I planned on putting them on. As I undressed to get into the shower, I noticed the oil on the counter too. I read the label with it saying to rub it on your dick and your balls, so I did after the shower. It was weird to even do because I was already hard in the shower and from just thinking about Debra that I wasn't sure if this was the best thing. I did it for her and then I dressed. I thought about masturbating before going up, but I decided against that. Then I sprayed on a lot of the cologne she had set out for me and I made the trek upstairs.

Walking upstairs was pretty nerve wracking just because I don't know if I was prepared mentally for what was to come. Physically I wanted Debra badly, she's the hottest woman I've ever seen, but it was a little hard because just an hour ago I had no idea this was happening. I say it was a little hard because once I opened that door to see the room I REALLY got into the mood. The ambiance was terrific. The room was huge and was complete with what had to have been 10 or 12 scented candles all around. There was some soft romantic music playing, there wasn't much light save for a few bright ones around the bed. I also noticed the mirror on the ceilings and four cameras all focusing on the bed. One up on the ceiling, one by the head of the bed and one each on the back corners. Then I looked at the best part, the bed with Debra sitting on it. It was even bigger than a king sized bed. It was high off the ground and huge in area covered with what else, satin. I'd never see anything like it. Debra looked amazing in a black fur coat that went from shoulder to toe, so I couldn't see what she had under, although I saw signs of a black bra, black panties and pantyhose, plus back heels.

"Dance with me," she said as I helped her off the bed. I took her in my arms and we slow danced in the middle of the room. She smelled my neck, noticing that I put on the cologne she wanted. I smelled her too. I really liked her perfume. As the dancing continued, she spoke to me.

"I've been waiting a LONG time for a night like this. I've never been so ready for something in my life. I want to do EVERYTHING with you and to you tonight, John. I want to feel every bone in your body, especially this one," she winked at me as she squeezed on my dick. "Give me all that you got tonight and I promise you'll get it all from me."

For the first time in the night, we kissed. It was a slow one at first, but then I picked up the pace and really stuck my tongue in her mouth. She came back at me aggressively. It was a long, wet, tongue-filled kiss that must have went thirty seconds or so.

"You don't mind the cameras, do you?"

"With you, I don't mind anything." I assured her.

"Hmmmmm. Right answer." She kissed me again. "This is just the start of a beautiful relationship." After another kiss she said one final thing. "Fuck me, John. Fuck me now. Fuck me all night long."

She held my hand as we walked back over the bed area. She undid the bow on her fur coat, opening it up wide and showing me her goods underneath. There were her massive tits under a black bra, black undies and pantyhose along with the heels. She then took off my shirt rather quickly, ripping it off and tossing it to the floor. Then she reached for my pants, ripping them right off. She got on the bed on all fours in front of me as I got on my knees on the bed. She reached for my short undies, then with her teeth she bit them down on the side. With her hands, she pulled the front part down and was met by my very erect cock. She rubbed it some, then turned around and I yanked down her undies.

"Fuck my pussy," she demanded.

First as a tease I stuck my fingers in her as she rode back and forth slowly. Then I went into her with my cock. I went in real slow, wiggling my dick inside her innards before I went all the way in. When I finally went in all the way I went in really hard and she let out a really big moan.

“Oh God! Yessssss! That feels soooooooooo good!”

I went really deep inside her with my dick and I pumped her good. She rocked back and forth as I fucked her at a slow pace. Then I felt her hand hit my leg as if she was some jockey riding a horse asking it to go faster. I decided to tease her.

“You want more, huh?”

“YES! FUCK YES! FUCK ME HARRRRRDDDDDDD!”

With my hands on her inner thighs and her face down I put a lot of pressure down onto her pussy. I really went hard into her, my dick was unbelievably hard as I throbbed inside her causing her to moan all the while. I put my hands all over her lower back, thighs and stomach, rubbing them ever so gently while I fucked her hard. After a few more minutes of her riding me I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“I’m gonna cummmmmmm.”

“Do it! Now!”

So I did.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She moaned. “Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

I stayed inside her until I could feel every last drop of the cum shot was out of me. When it was done, I pulled out and then dropped down beside her on the bed. We kissed eachother passionately for thirty seconds or so as I rubbed my hands across her breasts, which still had the bra on top of them. She reached back to unclip that bra while I brought her tits to my mouth. They were massive, a true mouthful, and I cupped them with my hands to really take them all in. I licked her nipples getting them really hard as she pushed down on me with her tits giving them to me. I stopped for a few seconds mainly just to get a breather as she looked down on me.

“Don’t stop, sugar! Don’t ever fucking stop!”

Debra re-aligned herself so her body was at my head while she leaned forward to give me her tits. I continued to kiss her tits passionately as I felt my dick really get hard again. It was sprouting to full length now. Debra took her tits out of my mouth then crawled on top of me in the 69 position with my mouth near her pussy and her mouth near my dick. She rubbed my throbbing cock with her hands.

“Now THIS is what I’m talking about!” She exclaimed.

She bent forward to rub my dick some more and then she started to lick it. Meanwhile, I had her pussy right on her my face, so I put my hands on the top of her ass, then brought her clit closer to my mouth. I had my tongue deep inside her while she continued to lick and caress my cock, taking the beginning juices of it.

“You go first, sugar,” she told me. I assumed she wanted me to eat her out, so that’s what I did. I took her pussy all inside my mouth, nibbling on the outer edges of it and then sticking my tongue really deep inside her clit. I could feel her getting wet as she was sitting up in a vertical position now rubbing her own tits.

“MORE! EAT ME! COME ON! DO IT NOW!”

I continued to fill her pussy with my tongue, taking her in my mouth and licking her pussy all over. I could feel her throbbing as I licked her, her body shook and her hips moved up and down while I continued to take care of her. She was breathing heavily as I felt her try to get off my face, so I let her go. She leaned down towards my face to kiss me some more.

“Stand up. I want your dick.”

I quickly got up to my feet and stood on the bed while she got on her knees in front of me. She took her left hand and started caressing my balls.

“You like that?”

“Oh yeah,” I told her. “I fucking LOVE that.”

“How about this?” She said with a twinkle in her eye. She shoved my whole cock in her mouth, taking it all deep inside her. I could feel it reach the back of her mouth. She then took it out and licked my tip a bit while continuing to rob my cock with her other hand. Then she really went to work on it, sucking my shaft up and down while I let out a few grunts. She then put her hands on my ass cheeks and really put my dick deep into her. I thrusted my hips forward to give her all of me while she did it. She went to town on me, licking, sucking and stroking my dick for what had to have been a good four or five minutes. I tried my best not to cum, but then I knew I had to do it.

“Debra, I’m cummmmmmmmming,” I said with shortened breath.

“In my mouth,” she ordered. “I’m ready.”

She took her hands off of me, setting them down onto the bed and I shot my load right into her mouth. She took it all in wonderfully and spit some of it off the side of the bed. She pushed me onto my back.

"Lay down," she told me. She leaned forward over my face with her tits. I rubbed them with my hands and put them in my mouth, sucking on the nipples. As I continued to pleasure her tits, she looked up straight into the camera and spoke.

"Steve, you selfish son of a bitch," she said obviously talking to her husband through the camera. "You remember this necklace and these earrings you bought for me?" She asked as she leaned her body up more so I couldn't grab her tits. I was just rubbing my hands on her body now. "You thought you could buy my happiness with a $10,000 necklace and $5,000 earrings? You're wrong. All I wanted was to be fucked hard and you couldn’t do it. But now I found somebody that can and you're going to see it for yourself." She looked down at me and we kissed briefly. Then she looked at the camera again. "You can take your jewelry and shove it up your ass." She threw her earrings at the camera, then the necklace. "Watch and learn, Steve. This is how I fuck." Then she kissed me on the lips again. "No. This is how WE fuck."

She dropped down to my face, we kissed for about ten seconds passionately when she whispered in my ear: "This is our main event, baby. I want everything you've got." It was almost as if she was pacing herself earlier just for this. She was more aggressive now and I was ready for it.

She put her body down by my cock with her tits surrounding it. She was rubbing my cock as it was throbbing between her tits, around her mouth and in her mouth. She sucked it some more like earlier, but it was faster than before, more direct. She wrapped her mouth all around my cock, then throbbed her head up and down all over my cock. Then she got on her knees on top of me as I held her hands and she dropped down with my cock going hard into her pussy. She smiled at me, then thrashed up and down on my cock as if she was a jockey riding a racehorse. I tilted my body up as she leaned forward and I started kissing her tits while I used my hands to balance her body on my dick. She was yelling.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooo. FUCK! SHIT! GOD YES! I…like…it…like…that. More…mmmmm…more…"

I slowed down a bit since I could tell she was panting, but she pushed my body making me give it to her more. As I continued to rock her body with mine, I could see her licking her lips.

"Goddddddddddddddddd! YES! Uhuh! Kiss…me…kiss"

She dipped her head down towards me as I moved my head up and our lips locked while our hands also locked. Our bodies were completely locked in with eachother as she moved her hips all over me, riding my cock to perfection. We continued to kiss with while I felt my cock get harder and harder every step of the way. Finally, as she broke off from my mouth and let my hands go she pushed me some more wanting to cum in her. I nodded my head to her as she braced herself and I felt it come through my body. The cum flowed out at a quick pace and there was a lot of it as she reached her orgasm.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Her body collapsed onto mine and she lay on top of me. We both let out a big sigh of relief after that incredible sex.

"Baby," she said to me. "Wanna go on a trip?"

"Where we going?" I asked.

"San Diego, to see Steve. We can catch a flight out in the morning. Sound good?"

I wasn't in a position to say no, nor did I ever want to say no to this woman, so I just nodded my head. Then she spoke out again to herself.

"I used to be a stewardess. We can join the Mile High club, sugar."

A big smile crept up on my face as we both laid to rest…for now.

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Thanks for reading. Please email me at dfg1980@gmail.com with any questions or comments.

Stories I'm Working on...

When I write my stories I tend to write out the start of it so I know where I'm going with it and then sometimes I move onto another story before I'm finished. I guess I'm a bit of a slacker by doing that, but that's just the way I write. Here's what I've got on tap in the order of what's closest to being done:

- I have another Debra story (she's my fave, I can't stop writing about her!) about 95% compeleted with the rough title of "Debra the Desperate Housewife" although I may change that to be more original. The story is the main character is a college kid in Texas that got a weekend job taking care of the yard work at a massive house, owned by Steve Austin and Debra circa 2002. Steve isn't the best in the sack and Debra's horny, so she tells Steve that she wants to fuck the yard boy or else she'll get a divorce. Steve doesn't want a divorce because he'll lose millions, so when Steve goes to a WWE show Debra gets her wish. Use your imagination from there.

- The second WCW training story focuses on when Madusa and JT get back to her condo. To JT's surprise, Madusa and Kimberly Page have had some lesbian relations with one another and were planning for a big night except that Madusa was busy humping with JT in the ring. So when they get back to the apartment, Kim does get her action. Just not with the person she expected. I'm about 30% done this one.

- Another story titled the "Breast Friend" is from 2002 also featuring the main character as a guy outside of the wrestling business that is dating Terri Runnels. One night at a house show, Terri, her boyfriend and Debra leave the show early after realizing they're not on the show and needless to say, the action in the hotel room is more heated than anything in the ring that night. I'm about 15% done this one. For this one, the pic on the left is what I'm thinking about in Debra's case. Red leather.

- Lastly, part three of the Assistant Writer features Melina. I haven't really started this one yet although I have it in my mind and once I get going it should be easy to finish. The way she's been looking on Smackdown lately, damn, talk about inspiring!

I also have ideas about Traci Brooks and Jillian Hall, maybe Kristal Matthews too. I might just do one with the three Smackdown divas at once. Could be interesting.

That's it for now. More updates when I can.

Oh, and here are two inspiring Kim Page pictures as I say goodbye for now:

Damn. Come to daddy!

Prime Real Estate (Debra)

My favorite story to date. Unlike the others, I wrote this one in one sitting after being inspired thanks to some tapes I have featuring the lovely Miss Debra. The picture at left is of Debra in the red suit from Raw back in December 1998. Let's just say that after I saw this on TV, she had a fan in me forever.

Prime Real Estate
Celeb: Debra Marshall (formerly McMichael and Williams)
By: Dr. Feel Good (DFG) dfg1980@gmail.com

My name is Jake Camden, a 26-year-old former model from the University of Texas that is now in the real estate business in Texas. I work at a Century 21 real estate firm in Austin owned by a mother and daughter. The mother is Leslie Marshall, a pillar of the community in her late 60’s that is on the verge of retiring. Her daughter, and co-owner of our firm, is Debra Marshall, a 36-year-old quasi-celebrity. I say quasi celebrity because from 1998 to 2002 she worked for World Wrestling Entertainment as a sexy diva that persuaded men with her sexy assets. I was a huge wrestling fan, and still am to an extent, so I knew of Debra. What I didn’t know was that she seemed to despise men.

Even though I never asked, I assumed it was because she was married to Steve McMichael, a former football player that was known to cheat her and also former wrestler Steve Austin, who four years ago in 2002 got charged for beating her. Also, in our office there are seven employees that work under Leslie and Debra. Four are women while the only men are a gay dude named Lance and a 60 something year old man Charlie that’s been dating Leslie for about a decade. In 2003, with Leslie having money from her late husband’s success as an oil salesman and Debra from settlements she got from her two marriages they took over this firm. In late 2005, when I was close to graduating, I read about how this office was struggling and that it might close down, so I figured I’d apply there. The first time I did, Debra interviewed me and was really cruel giving me her man hate attitude. Then I tried again, this time I was interviewed by Leslie, who is a very nice older woman, and I got the job starting in 2006.

I started working for Debra and Leslie on January 9th, 2006. It was a bit of a drag because my girlfriend moved three hours away from me, so I only really saw her on weekends. It was hard working in an office with mostly females without acting on it. All the girls that worked there were nice to me and the two that I would consider dating respected that I had a girlfriend, so nothing ever happened. In my mind, though, I felt like ending the relationship with my girlfriend because the distance was a little too much. Then things changed on Valentine’s Day, February 14th.

It’s been 26 days since I got the job and since I got hired I’ve sold or leased 58 properties. Company profits for the month of January were up 80% and halfway through February we were on pace for profits of over 125% in that month. With this news also came the announcement that I’d won employee of the month for the second month in a row, despite the month being only half over. Everybody was happy for me because they knew how hard I worked and how much I wanted to be successful. The way the office was set up was there was a big open space with seven cubicles where we all had our own desks, computers and two chairs in a small space while Debra and Leslie had very large, spacious offices with top of the line desks, couches, computers and everything else. When the seven of us that work in the cubicles went to lunch that day together, one of them informed us that Leslie was planning on retiring soon and that Debra would be picking one of us as the successor. While most fired off one liners ripping on Debra being mean or whatever, I never really said anything because I felt that while she had never gone out of her way to be nice to me, she never was mean to me either. So I sat there silently most of the lunch.

The day went by rather quickly. I was a little disappointed that I wouldn’t be with my girlfriend that night because of the commute, but I had a busy day of work that day. I spent much of the afternoon on the phone closing two deals for condos that had been tough to rent. While most of my co-workers could barely close two deals per week, I was doing over two a day. Big office deals too. Not just small time stuff. I really worked hard to perfect my craft. It didn’t hurt that I had good looks and a ripped body that I took care of. Often times I’d try to close deals on the phone, couldn’t do it and then when I’d meet them in person people were more willing to make a deal. I never compromised the business, though. Never slept with a woman to cut a deal. Never did anything underhanded.

Every day at the office was fun only because I got to look at Debra. Despite not being in wrestling, she kept in great shape and often wore short skirts to show off her impeccable legs. Debra looked so gorgeous on Valentine’s Day. She had on a red business suit, the type she’d wear in WWE, with a very short skirt to accentuate her legs and ass, black heels and a buttoned up top covering her bra, which housed her world famous 36D sized breasts, also known as puppies. They were implants sure, but they turned me on big time.

I left the office just before 6pm as the day ended (we work from 10-6 in real estate) with the intent of going to show a house to people for a couple hours. As I was about to leave the office out the front door, Debra called me into her office.

“Got a second?” She asked.

“Sure. What’s up?”

“You going to show that house on Main Street right?” I nodded yes. “How long will you be?” She asked.

“About an hour and a half, tops. Why?”

She explained, “I was going through the payroll since today is the 14th and tomorrow is pay day. I just got done looking at your output so far this month. I was hoping you could spare some time so I could talk to you about a bonus. You’ve definitely earned it.”

“I guess I could stop by after I’m done, sure.”

“Okay great, it probably won’t be too long.” She explained. “Just that nobody here has performed at such a level that they warranted a bonus before, so I wanted to talk to you about it. We can negotiate what’s fair. Like I said, it won’t take long and I know you probably have plans tonight for Valentine’s with…”

“No,” I interrupted.

“I thought you had a girlfriend?” She wondered.

“I do, but she lives three hours away and since it’s a Tuesday today we’re going to hold off on that.”

“I understand.” She paused, then as if a lightbulb came on above her head she said something more. “Why don’t you pick up some dinner when you get back here? I was going to get some myself, but since you’ll be back here you might as well get it.”

Intrigued by the offer, I let out a smile. “Sure. Italian sound good?” She said that’s fine.

“The front door will be locked soon when everybody gets out, so just knock on my back door here. One other thing, Jake. This won’t just be a business meeting. It’s after hours. Nothing is off limits.” I smiled back at her, closed the door and had the biggest shit eating grin on my face.

I admit that when I showed the house that night I didn't really focus on it. All I had on my mind was Debra and what an opportunity I had sitting in front of me. I picked up some fettuccini alfredo from an Italian restaurant, plus some salad and some water, then head back to the office at about 8:45pm. While I sat in the car waiting to go into her office, my cell phone rang. It was Debra. She asked where I was. I told her I was "almost there" just because I needed a moment before I went into the room. I asked her if she wanted me to get dessert, but she informed me that it was taken care of. She hung up, so then I called my girlfriend just to check in for the night and tell her I was going to the gym, then to bed and that I'd talk to her another time. I looked back into Debra's office from afar and noticed the blinds in one corner of her office weren't closed. I took a peek inside the room to see Debra looking at herself in the mirror touching up her lipstick. I also noticed her skirt and how it was up higher than normal, yet very reminiscent to how short she wore it when she was in WWE. I stopped looking into the room, then knocked on the door and she answered it. When I walked in, she made sure to lock the door and told me to have a seat the small table she set up in the corner of the room, which is where we'd be eating. I also noticed her closing the curtain that I was peeking into the room out of. I'm not sure if that meant she saw me or if she just noticed it now.

The table we were eating on was very makeshift. It was just one of those ones you can pull out of the closet to set up. I had a seat across from her as she sat with her legs crossed. Those legs were fantastic. I felt like my heart skipped a beat just looking at them. As she was eating the fettuccini alfredo, a bit of the white sauce spilled from her mouth and landed on her leg, just above her knee. Ten seconds later, she didn't really notice it so I pointed it out. I sorta chuckled as I told her what it was because it sorta looked like cum and with the way my mind was working I certainly did think of that in that situation. She politely smiled, wiped it off and folded a napkin over her legs while uncrossing them. Soon after the business aspect of our talk was over and it got a little more personal.

"So tell me about this girlfriend of yours?" She wondered.

"We've been going out a few months. She's a nice girl. I don't know how serious it is or what kind of future it is, but we've had some fun."

"That's nice to hear. Obviously if it was really serious you'd be with her right now, right?" She asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. I don't know where our relationship is, but maybe since I'm not with her on a night like this it's a sign of something. Forget about me, what about you?"

"Ha, what about me?" She said with a smile. "I married Steve McMichael, we hated eachother for years, we took forever to come up with a settlement and when we divorced I was so fucking happy. Then I'm single again, I meet Steve Williams in WWE, it goes good for like two years and then that gets messed up too. Since then I haven't had a date. Haven't been with a man at all sexually and I'm sure some of the people in this office think I'm some sort of bitchy man hater or something."

"I won't lie to you, I've heard some say it. I'm not going to name anybody, but some of them think you're a little too rough in general." I informed her as I wondered if I made a mistake by saying this.

"I'm not surprised," she conceded as she sipped on her bottled water. "I've become a tougher person because of the failures in my personal life. I still have a lot of goals and I try to accomplish them with a tough exterior. I'm not like my mother, though. She's angelic almost and nice to a fault. We don't always agree on stuff. Like you, for example. I didn't think you were qualified for this job, but I was wrong. I don't have a problem admitting when I'm wrong. I was wrong about you. You're the best employee I've ever had and you're an even better person."

As I took my last bit of fettuccini alfredo off my plate and she did hers, I could only say "thank you, I really appreciate that."

With dinner out of the way, we talked a little more business. She sat behind her desk and told me she wanted to talk to me about what kind of bonus I would receive. She told me that her mother wasn’t aware that she was giving me a bonus, but that she was doing this because she felt I deserved it.

“It’s hard to put a dollar figure on how much you’ve meant to this company and to me personally.” She continued, “Sometimes I wonder if we’d even have this company at this point if it weren’t for you.”

“I don’t know about that, Debra. I’m sure you were doing fine and you’d be successful with or without me.”

“It’s not just about business, Jake. The people that work here like you. Every person that you’ve sold a property to has had something good to say about you. They call me and tell me. You’ve given us a reputation now and I’m very, very thankful for that. Maybe I should take lessons from you on how to be a better person,” she suggested. “Maybe I am a bitch.”

“Oh Debra, don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re smart, you’re successful, you’re beautiful and you really are nice,” I assured her. “If anything, they’re the bitches for disrespecting you like that.”

“You’re so sweet, Jake,” she said while smiling at me. “I don't know how this is going to come across, but I was wondering if you wanted to dance with me."

"Right now? Here?" I asked.

"Yes silly. It's Valentine's Day, I've always liked dancing and you've been so nice to me. If that's a problem then I can just…"

"No, no problem at all." I assured her.

"Good," she told me. "There's a CD player over there. Just hit play. I think there's something adequate in there."

I walked over to the CD player in the corner of the room and hit play on the CD. I didn't really recognize the song, but it was some soft music that definitely was romantic. When I turned back around to see Debra she was standing in front of the desk with two of the four buttons on her top unbuttoned, which allowed me to see a lot of her wonderful breasts, which were being supported by a black bra. I was a bit taken aback by it. I wasn't about to complain. As I looked at her amazing body leaning against her desk, she told me to walk towards her. She immediately took off my coat, telling me she wanted me to be comfortable.

"Are you comfortable?" She asked.

"Very."

"I am too. So, do you know how to dance?" She asked again.

"I can do okay," I replied.

I walked in close to her, holding her hand with one hand and putting the other on her back. Then she quickly readjusted my hand, moving it down her body until it was on her ass.

"How does that feel?" She asked of me.

"Good. Very good."

While my hand was on her ass, hers was also on mine as she groped me.

"Mmmm, you're in such good shape. I remember seeing you in those Hanes underwear ads. You filled out a pair of those bad boys very good." She put her head on my shoulder as we continued to dance a bit more. "When you watched me in the WWF did you like when I unbuttoned my top to show off my puppies?"

"Oh yeah. That was definitely my favorite time as a fan."

"Seems to me like we're big fans of eachother. Maybe we should do something about that."

"What did you have in mind?" I asked her, playing coy.

"Just this…"

She took her head off my shoulder and kissed me passionately on the lips. Her hand quickly moved from my ass up to my head as she brought me in close to her to kiss me some more. I moved down to her chest, kissing the top of her tits as she began to moan.

"Mmmmmm. Take me baby! Take me. On the desk. Fuck me on this desk!"

She turned around, then wiped off every damn thing off her desk! I was shocked. It was all gone, even the computer. She sat on the desk and took off her top completely. I took off my shirt. She pulled me close, then undid my belt and I slipped my pants off. I was sitting there in my Hanes as she got on her knees on the desk. I smiled at her, then unzipped her short skirt, slid off her panties and smiled as I glanced at her pussy. I started to rub it gently as she unclipped her bra with her hands and was now naked on the desk. I was about to take off my underwear when she stopped me.

"Let me," she said with a smile.

She reached with her left hand for the front of my undies and squeezed my cock. I was rock hard by this point. With her hand she slipped down my undies, as I pulled them down my leg and left them on the ground. I joined her on the desk as she rubbed my dick.

"Why don't you lay back and let me be the boss." She told me. I laid on my back as she mounted on top of me, rubbing and kissing my dick. "Is this the kind of bonus you wanted?"

"Hell yeah, baby. This is exactly what I wanted."

She kept teasing my dick with her mouth, but never taking it all in. Instead she moved her body back a bit so my dick was in between her tits.

"The puppies, they like you. They want you to fuck them."

I leaned up the desk using my hands to support me as she kneeled over the desk so her tits were around my dick. I was really hard inside as she rubbed her massive breasts on my cock. Every so often she would take them out and lick my cock for a bit, then she'd put her tits back on my dick. It was a cock tease and I loved it. I did my best to keep my cock upright and hard for her as she moved her tits up and down on it. She kept moaning as I pushed hard in between her tits. Then she got to her feet again, climbing onto the desk as I slid back up a bit.

"Fuck me, honey. Fuck me all night long!"

She positioned her pussy right over my dick with her knees on either side of me. When she sat down on top of my cock I could feel her body shake.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's been soooooooo long. I need you. I need you now!"

She started to ride me fast as I went hard inside of her. She was rubbing her tits with her hands, but I wanted them. I kept reaching up for them. She laughed, then leaned down and I tilted my head up to take them into my mouth. I started sucking on them, licking them and rubbing my face into them.

"FUCK ME HARD! HARD!"

She extended her hands out, so I put mine out and we locked our hands while my mouth was still transfixed on her puppies. With her hands locked with mine I had more strength and I really pushed my cock inside of her. She moved her body in perfect motion with me while I took my mouth out of her tits for a second. She then leaned down with her head so we could make out some more while she rocked her body with mine.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! MMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

She couldn't talk because we were kissing so deeply. I positioned my hands on her back now, pulling her in close as she bounced up and down on my dick. She kept moaning and swearing the whole time.

"SHIT! OHHHHHHHHHHH! MORE! LIKE THAT!"

"I'm gonna cum," I told her.

She nodded, assuring me it was alright, and I let loose of a load deep inside of her pussy. I could feel how wet she was in her pussy. Her body shook again as the cum kept flowing out of me. At the same time, her moans increased and I could feel her reaching her orgasm.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She calmed her body after the last drops came from me and she put her head down onto my chest.

"Stand up." She told me, while helping me to my feet. I stood off of the desk.

She got on her knees on the desk while I stood there waiting for what she wanted me to do.

"Get under me. Eat me. Now."

I liked when she gave me orders, so I obliged. She lifted her right leg up as I got under her on the desk with my mouth right at her pussy. She sat up vertically as I stuck my tongue in her pussy. I wiggled it around her clit while she moaned loudly.

“Oooooooooooooooooooooooo! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

I picked my head up off the desk a bit, sticking my tongue deep in her, licking all around, kissing it and sucking in all of her juices. As I continued, so did her moaning.

“Uh huh. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Just…like…that.” She was trying to keep her breath. “More! More! Ooooooooooooooooooooooo Godddddddddddddddddd!”

I picked up the pace even more, bobbing up and down inside of her clit, my mouth fully in her pussy.

“Stop! Please! Stop!”

I could tell I was really pushing her, so I slowed down a bit and took my mouth out of her.

“Now it’s my turn,” she said with a coy smile. “Get in the chair.”

We each got off the desk as I sat back in her plush leather chair while she stood in front of me, naked and wet.

“So, is this part of my bonus?” I asked.

“It’s my favorite part, hon. All you gotta do is sit back and let me take you.”

“I’m all yours…boss.” I said back to her, smiling hugely.

She got down on her knees in front of me, spreading my legs open.

She really went to work on me, rubbing my balls with her right hand while her left stroked my cock. She liked to tease me I could tell because she didn’t go fully down on me. She kept rubbing and rubbing. After thirty seconds or so, she dipped lower and wrapped her lips around my fully erect cock. She put her right hand on my stomach while her left was holding onto my right leg. She licked my head a few times, teasing me a bit more. Then she went up and down my shaft with her mouth, licking and sucking me while I stayed strong for her. She was aggressively sucking me, I didn’t think she could go that hard, but she did it. I kept rocking my hips towards her mouth to let her take me all in. It must have lasted a solid five or six minutes of straight dick sucking. Then she took her mouth off of my cock and stood up in front of me.

“I want you inside of me one more time, baby.”

She turned around with her chest forward, her tits on the desk. Her ass was right in front of me as I ran my fingers on her stomach, then up her body until each hand was holding one of her breasts. Her tits were fabulous. Unbelievable. I rubbed them.

“Get inside me, sugar. Please.”

I jammed my hard cock deep inside of her.

“Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,” She moaned. “Oh God yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

I knew I couldn’t hold off cumming for much longer, so I really pushed hard inside of her. My dick was so hard while her pussy was so wet it didn’t take long for her to orgasm again.

“Fuck! Fuck! Oh Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Fuck!”

I never thought her to be the swearing type, but there it was. She leaned her body up vertically off of the desk as I held onto her tits and fully rammed my rod into her pussy. Then she reached her orgasm point.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”

We were both pretty exhausted from the fuckfest as I fell back into the chair and she gently lay on top of me.

“So,” I asked her while trying to catch my breath, “did that performance help my impending bonus or not?”

“What do you think?” She asked smiling. “You keep this up, we’ll be partners.”

“In fucking or in business?” I asked.

“Both.”

In a sense, we already were. And this was only just the beginning of that partnership.

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Feel free to send me feedback at dfg1980@gmail.com and thank you very much for taking the time to read my story.

WCW Training: Madusa Teaches Her Way

This story was written when I was reliving some good times watching WCW. A lot of people rip the dying days of WCW with good reason, but in 1999 and 2000 they had some fantastic women there. There will be future stories about WCW women, but this is the first one. At left is a picture of Madusa looking awesome in a bikini at Halloween Havoc '99.

WCW Training: Madusa Teaches Her Way
Celeb: Debra "Madusa" Miceli
By: Dr. Feel Good (DFG) dfg1980@gmail.com

It was late July 2000 and I, JT Jordan, was in my third month of training at the WCW Powerplant just outside of Atlanta, GA. A lot of people had faded out of the plant by that point since it was a grueling process that took a toll on you mentally and physically. I was in my mid 20's and was an impressive 6'3" and 230 pounds of natural muscle. I was an athlete all throughout my life, but could never crack the pro ranks in any sport, so I decided to dedicate myself to wrestling. The WCW Powerplant by this point was still doing good business although it wasn't like it was in years prior when they had to turn people away due to there being so much interest.

The plant wasn't a glamorous place, but it was a big place that had four rings and trainers that demanded the best out of their performers. Three of the rings were dedicated to the men that were there. There were 12 men being trained by a guy named Sarge with myself being the one with the longest tenure. Usually by the fourth month they call you up to the WCW roster, so I was getting there. About three weeks before some women came into the camp because the booker at the time, Vince Russo, wanted to put some women's matches out there. There were four women there being trained by Madusa. Of course the women got a lot of attention because obviously they were gorgeous. A couple of them were on TV at the time, most notably Midajah O'Hearn, Tylene "Major Gunns" Buck, who was training to wrestle and also Stacy "Miss Hancock" Keibler. My favorite woman there was definitely Madusa, though.

She was in her late 30s and even though her best days in the business as a competitor were behind her, she had a great body with massive tits, a fine ass and really strong legs. She was also married, though, so I never really thought about doing anything. Plus, as a lowly trainee there I didn't feel it was my place to do anything with any of the women. The only sort of relationship I had with her was every once in a while if we locked eyes she'd smile at me. That was really it. It was harmless.

It was a hot Friday night in July, about 8:30pm or so, like two hours after practice. Earlier in the day I got a call from Russo asking me to go to a WCW non-televised event in Birmingham on Sunday to wrestle in what would basically be my tryout match. If it went well, I could be starting as early as Monday on TV on Nitro. Everybody at the camp knew about it and was congratulating me, which was cool. I knew it didn't mean I was in officially, but it gave me a chance and that's all I was after. He also said that he wanted me to be paired up with a valet, but that it would be my choice. I told him that's fine and I'd figure something out by Sunday.

I realized I left my wallet back at the plant and I obviously needed it. So I headed back there by taxi since I couldn't afford a car at the time. When I got there, I thought nobody was there. I knocked on the door for a minute or so and got no answer. Then just as I was about to leave again, the door opened and it was Madusa.

"JT, hey, what are you doing back here at this time?"

I was shocked she even knew my name since I never even had a conversation with her.

"Oh, I think I forgot my wallet in the dressing room." I told her. "I was one of the last ones to leave and I think when I went to pack my bag I left my wallet somewhere in there."

I looked her up and down while realizing I'd never seen her dressed like that. She had on a skirt and heels along with a purple blouse and earrings on. Usually I only see her in her wrestling gear, but this was a welcome change. I could tell she was noticing me on too because I was wearing a black silk shirt along with some slacks.

"Ha," she said smiling. "The old wallet line huh?" I walked in, heading toward the dressing room. Behind me, I heard her lock the front door again.

"If you don't mind my asking, what do you mean the old wallet line?"

"You know, guy sees a girl, is too afraid to really talk to her and makes some line up about why he went somewhere."

"I don't mean to be rude but you're way off." I told her.

I walked into the room, saw my wallet sitting there on the floor under the bench and picked it up. I walked out and noticed her standing by one of the rings. I held up the wallet to let her see it, then put it in my back pocket and I was about to say something, but she spoke up first.

"Guess you were telling the truth. I'm just so used to men lying to me."

Uh oh, I thought, a chick complaining to me about guys. I don't want to hear this.

"Well, I got my wallet. Think I'll be going now." I said.

"Wait JT, could you stay a bit? I need somebody to talk to. Please?" She asked, almost begging.

I looked at my watch, pretending I had something better to do even though I didn't.

"Sure, Madusa, I can stay for a bit."

"Good." She smiled at me. Then she sat on the edge of the ring, her back against the ropes and her logs crossed in front of me. She looked real good. "Sit with me." She slapped the mat beside her as I sat next to her.

"I'm sorry for bothering you JT, but I just need some advice."

"Okay, what's the problem, career…or personal life?" I said, acting as if I was some sort of shrink.

"My husband, he's an asshole. He lives in Tampa, plays for the Bucs in the NFL, and he's on the practice squad. Can't even make the real team. I know he's cheating on me and I even caught him a few weeks ago. He said he did it because he thought I was sleeping with a wrestler. I was not. Then he starts calling me a bitch and a liar, all this shit."

"You don't deserve that. I'm sorry to hear that." I was honest about that. No man should talk to a woman like that.

"Then," she continued, "WCW brings fucking Russo back and he sends me down here to train these girls. Between you and me, these chicks are never going to make good wrestlers. They don't have a passion for it the way I do. You have to want it. You can't just go in the ring and all of a sudden be a star in there. Three fucking weeks I've been here, I've been calling to go back on TV to get on Nitro or Thunder, but no, they don't have anything for me, they say."

She crossed her legs again, this time her right leg over her left and her shoe was touching mine since I was on her left.

"I'm probably not supposed to tell you this, but after you talked with Russo I asked him if I could be your valet in kind of a mentor/student type of deal…with benefits."

"Really? That's awesome because I wasn't sure about the valet thing." I asked as I was genuinely shocked by this.

"I wouldn't lie to you, just like you wouldn't about that wallet, right?"

"Right," I said, not knowing what she meant.

"You know, JT, I've been very impressed by you since I've been down here. You really have a good grasp on what you want to do in that ring. Great timing, great psychology, terrific pacing. But most important, you've got a great look. You're gorgeous. And with me on your side, you could make it big."

"Thank you. I don't know what to say." I was starting to blush a bit as she moved closer towards me.

"You know, since we're all about honesty here, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead." I told her.

"You ever been with a woman that's ten years older than you?"

"No," I said rather quickly.

"Have you ever had sex in the ring?"

"No."

"Ever dreamt about it?"

"Oh yeah."

"Sounds like there's a lot I can teach you, huh."

"You know me. I'm a willing student."

I couldn't help it anymore, so I started to rub her shoulder with my hand. She looked down at my hand, then at my face and lunged at me with a deep, passionate kiss on the lips. It was a short one, then we stopped for a second and then we locked lips more passionately again. I wanted more, but she pushed off.

"Mmmmm, you are a good student, but I want you to get in that ring with me and show me all of what you've got." She ordered. I went to kiss her again, but she blocked me. "Get in that corner and undress down to your boxers or briefs. Meet me in the center."

I climbed into the ring, then walked to the opposite corner. I unbuckled my pants and slid them off. Then I took off my shirt. On the opposite side, she took off her skirt and unbuttoned her blouse so it was open, allowing me to see a lot of her amazing breasts. She walked toward the center of the ring and I did the same so we were face to face again. My cock was fully erect in my boxers and I know she noticed. She kissed me slowly, then broke it off.

"You want to fuck me, JT?"

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"Just promise me something. Let me be your valet."

"Really?" I asked. "What kind of credentials do you have?"

"These," she said as she ripped off her blouse.

"Nice, very nice, but I'm gonna need you to prove yourself to me even more." I said with a big smile.

"You like my big tits, JT?" She said while I nodded. "Good, because I think they're going to like you. They want you to fuck 'em, JT. But first, there's something I need to do."

She grabbed the outside of my boxers, taking a handful of my cock and balls in her hand. With my boxers still on as well as her purple bra and purple thong, she rubbed her ass up against my cock, teasing me. Then she started to rub my chest with her hands, kissing it all the way down until she reached the top of my boxers. She slowly pulled them off while almost getting hit in the head with my enlarged cock.

With my boxers off, she went down on her knees in front of me and starting rubbing my cock, getting it all hard.

"Oh yeah baby, suck me off. I'm all yours!" I urged her.

She stopped down there to say: "So impatient. Why don't you get back in that corner over there and I'll show you what I can do for you when you get called up to the big time."

I marched my way back to the turnbuckle pad while she crawled over to me with a smirk on her pretty face. With my ass pressed up against the middle turnbuckle, she shoved my dick in her mouth. She rubbed my balls, she rubbed my up my shaft and she took me all in her mouth. Her tongue was all over while her head was bobbing up and down. I rested my hands on the top turnbuckle ropes as she really sucked me hard. It wasn't like a blowjob I felt before. She really got into me. She now had both of her hands on the bottom ropes as I urged her on.

"Come on you fucking slut. I want more!"

The more I urged her on, the faster and harder she sucked me. She was bobbing up and down on my cock, rubbing my balls with one of her hands and holding on tight with the other. It was a great blowjob, I could tell she had done a lot of them before and I was very appreciative of that.

"Oh yeah, that's how I like it! Now get ready bitch, I'm gonna cum."

She kept sucking and sucking until I patted her head to know it was coming. Then she positioned herself right on my dick, used her right hand to cup my cock and she took it all in her mouth in one swift motion. She swallowed some, but she also spit some outside of the ring. Then she stood up face to face with me. I held her tits and kissed them as she unclipped her bra. She stepped back from me a bit and took off her thong. She tossed it outside of the ring.

"You want to see some fucking credentials, asshole?" She was so aggressive, I loved it. "Get your dick inside me and I'll show you what I got."

She took my hand, then urged me to sit on my ass facing the ropes. She stood over top of me, her clit right in my face. I licked it slowly as she moaned.

"Not yet, baby. I want to give you the ride of your life first."

She slunked down in front of me, then I put my cock into her.

"Hold the ropes," she instructed me, "and I'll hold you."

I leaned forward with each of my hands on the middle rope as she straddled me, her legs at my side and my face right in her tits. I had been in similar positions, but never with ropes there to allow me to give her even more pressure on her body. She let out some soft moans at first while my cock got hard inside of her.

"So you know, I've had a vasectomy, so we're safe." I confessed to her.

"I can't get pregnant anyway. Now shut up and fuck me!"

"Bitch!"

"Asshole!"

We both smiled, obviously enjoying our pretend mocking of one another. Things picked up as she started to kiss me a bit. I could tell she wanted me to fuck her hard, so I held onto those ropes as tight as I could and I rammed by cock hard inside of her. She moved all over my dick, up and down, side to side, every way you can possibly imagine.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm! GIVE IT TO ME!"

I had never had a woman ride me this good before. I was so deep inside of her I could feel her entire body with my dick. She was yelling a lot.

"OH! FUCK ME! YEAH! OH! OH! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

We switched positions a bit now as she slid over to her back with me still inside of her. I was on top of her while she stuck her legs straight up in the air. I took my dick out of her for a second, then rammed it back into her hard. I was really pushing down on her while she kept moaning and moaning.

I decided to warn her while breathing heavily, "Here…I…Come!"

As she reached her maximum orgasm point, I shot out a huge load right into her pussy.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" She blurted out. "That was unbelievable. Fucking unbelievable."

We each let our bodies relax a bit as we lay side by side on the mat. We made out a bit, rolling all over the mat as we kissed so aggressively. With my hands, I cupped her breasts and lay on my back with her tits right on my mouth.

“You like my tits, big boy?” She asked while I rubbed them all over.

“They’re fucking great,” I told her.

“Take me with you on the road and they’re all yours!”

“Can I take ‘em for a test drive now?” I asked as she winked at me.

She crawled down my body, her tits rubbing up against my chest, then down my stomach and right there near my cock. I leaned up using my hands to support me as she started licking my dick again. Then she positioned herself down my body so her tits were right around my dick. She rubbed me, keeping me hard, while I leaned my body up towards her. She jammed my dick in between her tits, then rocked back and forth.

“Uh huh baby, just like that.”

“Just stay hard, JT. Stay fucking hard!”

I did as she continued to move her jugs up and down on my cock. She was moaning softly as she rocked on my cock with her tits. Every few seconds she’d bob her head down and take a lick of my dick too. Then she started to suck me off again rather quickly. Then it stopped and I was confused. She met me face to face.

“I want you inside me again. Follow me.”

She got up as I sat there confused. She walked over to one of the turnbuckles and stood against it with her back. She motioned me to come over, so I walked over.

“I need to lock up here soon, so we need to finish off,” she told me. “I want you to fuck me hard. Harder than ever.”

“You bitch,” I said with a twinkle in my eye. “I wanted your tits.

“And you’ll have them later. Plus, when we get back to my place, I got a treat for you.”

“Oh yeah,” I asked, “what’s that?”

She turned around, bending down and placing her hands on the middle ropes.

“Fuck my pussy and I’ll tell you.”

Not one to disappoint, I went in right after her. I bent my head down around her clit and started to lick her as she moaned.

“That feels so good, but give me your dick you son of a bitch!” She yelled.

I teased her some more, sticking two of my fingers inside of me. She moaned some more. Then I put my hands on the inside of her legs and rammed my very hard cock into her wet pussy.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” she moaned. “FUCK YEAH”

She was under me a bit, so I was really deep inside of her getting great position inside her pussy. She kept on yelling out loud as I picked up the pace.

“You take me with you on the road, we can do this every fucking day. Godddddddddddddddddd! Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Really?” I asked while breathing heavily. “Is that a promise?”

“Noooooooooooo” she said while moaning. “That’s a guaran-fucking-tee! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

With that confirmation given, I really picked up the pace. I kept on rocking back and forth on her as she moved her hips all the while. I could feel how wet she was and I knew I was about to cum again. Wanting to please her some more, I took my cock out and dropped down to my knees around her pussy as she continued to hold the ropes.

“I told you I wanted your…ohhhhhhhhhhh” She couldn’t finish the sentence as my tongue entered her pussy. She was really wet now, as she thrusted her hips forward, giving them to me. My mouth was mauling her clit like a lion feasting on its prey. I kept tonguing her, licking her and sucking her dry.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm. This ain’t so bad. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

I then took my head out of her pussy and kissed her on the lips passionately. As good as the intercourse was, I liked kissing her a lot too. We made out for almost thirty seconds straight when I took my mouth out of hers.

“Bend down lower and I’ll give you the ultimate satisfaction.”

As I made my way to her backside again, she reached down for the bottom ropes, spread her legs apart and I rammed my dick into her pussy again. Like I thought, I could feel myself even deeper inside of her. I knew she knew it too judging from her screams.

“Un…Un…Unbelievable,” she yelled out while trying to catch her breath.

I was so deep inside of her, my hands rubbing her body and even grabbing her hair a little bit. She seemed to like the hair grab.

“Pull on it more, baby. More!”

With my right hand I had a handful of her hair as I continued to thrust my cock inside of her. She took her hands off the ropes, then walked into the corner turnbuckle while standing upright. She tilted her head back a bit and I, being taller than her, stuck my tongue deep down her throat again as she tried to moan, but it was muffled by my mouth. With our bodies rocking and our mouths thrashing together, I was about ready to climax. She took her tongue out of my mouth and finally let out a big yell.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. Soooooooooooooo fucking good!”

Finally, I started to cum into her pussy as she exhaled, let out a deep breath and relaxed her body. She turned around and we made out some more. I didn’t want to stop, but I knew we had to.

“So, do I got the job?” She asked.

“Hell yeah,” I told her.

“Good. Just so you know, I’m a very thankful person and when we get back to my place a little later I’ll show you just how thankful I am. You got anymore left in you?”

"Baby, we're just getting started," I said with a smile.

Soon after, we got dressed, hopped in her car and were off to her condo.

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In part two of WCW Training, Madusa gives JT a treat he never expected.

The Assistant Writer 2: Debra Comes Home

This was my second story that I wrote. In reading it again, there are some things I would have changed and I may have made it longer, but I still enjoyed coming up with the story. It certainly leaves things open for future stories. Photo inspiration for this story is at left. Enjoy.

The Assistant Writer Part 2: Debra Comes Home
Celeb: Debra Marshall (formerly McMichael and Williams)
By: Dr. Feel Good (DFG) dfg1980@gmail.com

My name is John, a 26-year-old former model and Hollywood writer/producer that is a new hire by World Wrestling Entertainment on their writing team. I work directly under Stephanie McMahon-Levesque, the pregnant wife of Triple H, as her writing assistant. I was hired to work for the company on December 22nd with the specific task of catering to the needs of the WWE divas. I'm the first person that the company has ever hired that has taken on the role of writing storylines for the women in the company. Like Stephanie told me after I got hired: "You work for me, but more importantly you work for those divas. They are very valuable to us and I want you to do to everything you can to please them." I believed in it.

I was headed to the December 27, 2005 Smackdown taping in Hartford, which is about 45 minutes away from company headquarters in Greenwich, Connecticut. I was a little tired from the night before when I spent the night with Trish Stratus, but I was eager to move on simply because I was genuinely excited about my new job. I met with all the writers and bookers early that day, about 2pm and we went over the show. I didn’t have as much to do on Smackdown because there were only a couple of divas on the show as compared to Raw, which had several more. Just before the show was going to start, I found out what my task was for the night.

Twenty minutes earlier I was walking around backstage when I saw former WWE diva Debra McMichael-Williams, now going by her maiden name Marshall, chatting with one of our makeup ladies. Debra was in her late 30s by now, but was still gorgeous thanks to a beautiful face, massive tits, an ass that she takes really good care of and legs to die for. When I really got into wrestling as a fan in 1999 it was in part because of her since she was by far the most popular diva at that time, especially after Sable left. I didn’t really say anything to her because she had no idea who I was and I was nervous as hell, but I did smile at her. She noticed that, smiled at me and winked at me too. Then I went off into the other direction.

Right around 8pm was when Steph called me to her office. Once there, I saw Debra sitting on one of the chairs looking rather despondent. I took a good look at her, staring at her crossed legs and her amazing breasts. I had a hard time believing this was actually real. But there she was in front of me, Debra Marshall. With her hair and makeup done, she looked even better in person. She had on a black/grey leather business suit, the same one she wore in an internet photo shoot that I vividly remember. There was a very short leather skirt to accentuate her legs and ass, black heels and just one button on the jacket covering her bra, which housed her world famous 36D sized breasts. I could see most of her bra and could tell that it was a combination of leather and lace with her breasts heaving out the top. She looked at me in my black suit and blue tie, then smiled at me although this time it was half-hearted. She looked depressed.

Steph brought me close to her to tell me what was going on.

“I need you to take Debra back to her hotel.”

“Now?” I asked.

“Smackdown’s about to start soon and I don’t have anything more to say to her.”

“Stephanie please,” Debra pleaded. “Please reconsider.”

“I told you no, Debra.” Stephanie fired back. “I know you want your job back, but we’re not at a stage where we’re hiring past their prime non-wrestlers like you. I’m sorry.”

Debra stood up, furious. “Why do you have to be so mean to me Stephanie? When I was working here before I was nothing but courteous to you and this is how you pay me back?”

“I guess I’m a bitch then,” Stephanie confessed. “I’m also in charge and I’m not asking you. I’m telling you: get the hell out of my office.”

“Where am I supposed to go, huh? I just flew in today, I don’t have a hotel to go to, I don’t know anybody here,” Debra said.

“Oh right, as if you can’t afford a hotel. You married two guys for money, you got half and now you act all innocent. Don’t try that shit on me, it won’t work,” Stephanie told her.

I didn’t really know what to say. I knew it wasn’t my place, but I thought Steph was being way too harsh. Debra looked to be in near tears as she picked up her bag and slowly went to walk out of the room. Then I spoke up.

“Ms. Marshall wait, let me get that for you,” I told her.

“Wow, somebody with respect around here. Who are you anyway? I saw you outside before and didn’t recognize your face.”

“He’s my assistant,” Stephanie said. “He works for me with regards to the divas and right now the work I need from him is to get you out of my face. Understand?”

Steph was furious and I could tell Debra was pretty pissed too. I turned to Steph.

“Where should I take her? I don't even have a car.” I asked.

“You can use my limo, that's fine. Take her to the airport or some hotel. I don’t care. Just go.”

“What time should I be back…” I tried to ask.

“You don’t have to come back here tonight. We’ve got everything handled okay. Just be at the office by 9am tomorrow because Melina’s coming in for a photoshoot and we need you to interview her for the magazine. Don’t be late!”

“Can we go already?” Debra groaned. I looked at her, then back at Steph.

“Remember, no matter what she does or what she says under no circumstances are you going to let her think she can have her job back. Alright?” Steph pleaded with me.

“Alright, I understand. See ya later.” I walked over to where Debra was in the room, picked up her bag and we made our way out to the parking lot. Debra looked furious and didn't even look back at me.

We were nearly out of the building when Debra looked back at me. "What car are we looking for anyway…uh…what's your name again?"

"John," I reminded her. "And it's a limo. It's Stephanie's."

Debra smiled back at me with a big smirk on her face. It was at that point where I could really sense that Debra hated Stephanie. We made some small chit-chat on the way out to the parking lot when I told her about my background in Hollywood writing erotic films.

"Oooh, I always wanted to be in Hollywood. Closest I ever got was WWE, but this is a fucking circus. Maybe you can give me some tips, huh?"

"I'm not really involved in that stuff anymore," I told her. "But I can give you some advice."

When we got out into the parking lot it was pretty empty because it was a private lot separate from where all the wrestlers, writers and production people parked. We saw the limo, but before we walked out there Debra stopped me and turned around to face me. We were standing about ten feet from the limo when she rubbed her hands across my face.

"So tell me John, what are my chances of getting my job back?"

"It's not my decision to make but I don't think…" I tried to tell her.

"Yeah, I know my chances aren't good, but maybe you could help me."

"Help you how, Debra?"

"Fuck me in that limo right now."

Then she kissed me passionately on the lips as my whole body froze, amazed by what was happening.

"Then after you fuck me…then you can tell me what my chances are of getting my job back. Can you do me that favor?"

"Oh fuck yeah, Debra. Let's go."

As we walked over to the limo, Debra kissed me passionately on the lips again. Then she knocked on the driver's window.

She talked to the driver: "Drive us to the airport and park in the back of the lot. Turn the car off and don't come back until the morning. Here's a little something for you too." She reached into her purse, then threw some money at him. It was a stack of hundreds, probably ten or so. I held the door open for her as she unbuttoned her jacket to let me stare at her massive tits covered by the black bra. Then we jumped into the back of the limo.

We kissed some more on the seat in the back, then I went to reach to take off her skirt, but she pushed me back.

"Tell me sugar, were you a big Debra fan?" She asked.

"Huge," I told her as I kissed her on the neck.

"Did you masturbate when you saw me on TV?" She asked again.

"Yeah, a lot too." I smiled. "On TV, on the net, in magazines - I had tapes with you on them. I did it all the time."

"Really? Do it for me now, hon."

I sat back on the one seat of the limo as she sat on the opposite side. I took off my shirt with all the buttons as she ripped off her coat, tossing it down. Then I went to unclip my belt and zipper, taking them off. She turned around so her ass was right in front of me. I reached up for her leather skirt, then pulled the zipper down on the back leaving her in just bra and panties while I was still in my boxers. I reached into my boxers and then whipped out my hard cock. She got on all fours in front me, her face just a foot away from me.

"Rub it until I tell you to stop," she ordered. Without hesitation, I went to rub it as I saw her smile. I could tell she appreciated my size. Maybe ten seconds later, she told me, "Stop, let me try it."

She put her hands on my cock. She then rubbed my cock getting it harder and harder. I leaned back in the seat as she stretched her legs apart a bit, pushed her hair back and put her head right by my dick. She rubbed me some more, then she spoke while she gently stroked me.

"I bet you fantasized about this for a long time, huh?" She said as I nodded. "You want me to lick your cock?" I nodded again. "Like this?" She asked as she started to lick the tip of my dick. "And you want me to suck it?"

"PLEASE, YES! OH YES!" I yelled out excitedly.

She obliged as she dropped her head down, then took my dick into her mouth as I thrusted my hips up towards her face. I went hard into her and I could feel her gag a bit, not ready for all the girth, but she managed to take it all in. She started licking and sucking it as the limo moved, it was quite the rush. I laid back as she kept sucking my shaft up and down, tongue thrashing all over. I rocked back and forth to give her some momentum while I could see her grabbing the seat cushions to hold on tight. I was about ready to cum.

"Debra…I'm…uh….ready…"

She didn't stop. She just kept sucking it in as the cum started to cum out of me right into her mouth. She took most of it in, but then moved and some of it went over the floor of the limo.

"Oops," she said. "Guess we messed up Stephanie's precious limo."

She crawled up to her knees as she looked me in the eye. She unclipped her bra, then tossed it aside. On her knees, she crawled over the main seat of the limo, then titled her head over to me.

"Did you ever fuck Stephanie doggy style?" She asked as I realized how she really must have thought I fucked Stephanie to get my job. I didn't even say anything. "I bet you'll like me better."

I made my way over to her as I stared down at her ass. "I think so," I smiled. I slid her thong down her hips, then down her legs and off her feet while rubbing her pussy with my hand.

"Fuck me like you dreamed of fucking me. All those nights watching me on TV hoping for this. It's fucking here. So fuck me good. Fuck me now. Fuck my pussy like you dreamed it!"

Not one to argue, I stopped rubbing her pussy and I stuck my dick into her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She moaned. "You're huge!"

I pounded my dick into her hard as she rocked back and forth while I rocked with her. Our bodies were moving together in one motion as she rocked back into me. I went really hard into her with my dick fully erect inside her as I could feel her juices at the end of my dick.

"Faster! Harder!" She ordered. I picked up the pace as she moaned again. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Just like tha………ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"You like that you dirty whore?" I asked her.

"I fucking LOVE that. Talk dirty to me, you asshole!"

"You want me to fuck you like I fucked Steph, huh?"

"I'm fucking better than Steph," she yelled back as I slowed down inside her.

"Yeah well Steph fucking loved when I pulled her hair when I fucked her like this," I lied, but she had no idea.

"Pull my fucking hair now! And fuck me hard!"

She titled her head back a bit as I took a small handful of her hair in my left hand. I didn't pull on her head at all, but I used it for better positioning as I went deep inside her again, this time harder than before. I was really pumping inside her.

"Yesssssssssss! Fuck yesssssssssssssss! More! More! I want all of you inside me."

I really started to pull back on her hair now as she moaned more. I didn't think I was hurting her, so I kept going. I stayed inside her until I could feel it was time to cum.

"Debra, I…uh…I'm cumming!"

"Do it you son of a bitch. Do it to me!"

I let go of her hair, relaxed my body a bit and shot the load into her pussy. She collapsed slowly as the cum stopped and she lay up on one of the seats. I slid up beside her on the main seat in the limo. We kissed eachother passionately for thirty seconds or so as I rubbed my hands across her breasts. They were massive, a true mouthful, and I cupped them with my hands to really take them all in. I licked her nipples getting them really hard as she pushed down on me with her tits giving them to me. I stopped for a few seconds mainly just to get a breather as she looked down on me.

She looked at me. "Don't fucking stop, sugar. Don't ever stop!"

I fondled her tits some more. They were amazing. I licked the nipples quickly switching from right to left as she let out some soft moans. Then she lifted my head up to her face to talk to me again.

"I'm gonna ride you. Sit up."

I sat with my back on the seat and my legs out on the floor as she straddled me. My cock was still throbbing from before, but she rubbed it and made it really hard again. She positioned herself on me pushing her clit down right on top of my dick. With my hands I put her tits in her mouth. She liked it, but she took my hands away.

"Keep your hands down there, baby, guide my hips. I'll take care of your mouth," she said as she kissed me. "Trust me."

So with each of my hands on each side of her body I held her upright as I thrust my cock into her again. My eyes were level with her tits now as she looked down on me with that cute smile of hers. I tried to lick them, but she kept pulling back, so I came up short. She laughed, taunting me.

"Are my tits better than bitch Stephanie's?" She asked as I felt my dick getting harder and harder inside her.

"They're the best tits I've ever seen you fucking slut. Let me taste them."

She leaned forward with her left tit as she brought my head in close with her hands. I started gnawing away at it, licking and sucking it repeatedly while she started riding me more. I picked up the pace with my dick, driving it hard into her clit, reaching deep inside her as she kept yelling…

"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD!"

and yelling…

"Ooooooooooooooo! FASTER!"

and yelling…

"I…uh…love…this….uh….shit"

She was panting heavily, so I took my mouth off her tit, then told her to kiss me. Then I rocked her world some more, punishing her cunt with my cock as she stuck her tongue deep inside me. I kept pumping her some more when we felt the limo stopped. We slowed down a bit as we heard a door slam and the driver knocked on the window. We knew he couldn't see inside so we kept going at it, and then he said, "have a good evening." Debra took her tongue out of my mouth long enough to say loudly.

"Oh fuck yeah, we're having a great night!"

We kissed some more, our tongues thrashing in eachother's mouths as our bodies continued to rock. I let her know I was about to cum again.

"Let me swallow it," she ordered. She got off me, then slid down to my dick again and the cum quickly jetted out of me right into her mouth. With a bit of exhaustion, we cuddled up together on one of the seats. She rested her head on my chest as we talked briefly.

"I have to be honest, John." She said.

"About what?"

"I know you didn't fuck Stephanie. I don't even want a job on TV again. Steph and I, we worked you."

"Really?" I said with a smile, although she couldn't see it.

"Yeah. Steph wanted you for herself, but she got pregnant with the baby and called me instead to see how you were."

"I can't believe this," I laughed. "You fucking bitches!"

"I'm sorry," she said politely. "You're not mad are you?"

"Why don't you suck my dick some more and I'll think about it, alright?" She looked at me, noticing the big grin on my face.

"I forgot to say too that you were fucking great and I think this is just the start of a wonderful relationship."

I couldn’t believe it. They fucking worked me. I wasn't about to complain with Debra going down on me again, but all I could think about what was I could do to get back at them.

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There will be a part three. I have other stuff I want to write, but I'll get back to the Writer's Assistant stuff soon.