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Trinity Learns Why He Is The American Dream
by Breakdown2k3

Dusty Rhodes sat in his locker room after the last NWA TNA weekly PPV as
there was a knock on the door.

"Come in" the Dream said in his typical slang.

The door opened and in came the smoking hot TNA Diva Trinity, wearing a
skimpy red cocktail dress and red high-heels. Dusty looked up at her "Hi
Trin, what's up?"

"Hello Mr. Rhodes" she said. She always called him that, because he was one
of her childhood heroes. "I came her with a big plea to you." 

"Well, what's on your mind girl?" Dusty asked. 

Trinity stood their, thinking about how she could say what she wanted the
best.

"Well, do you remember spanking me a few weeks ago on air?" she began.

"Sure I do" Dusty thought "how could I forget such a perfect formed rear
end."

Trinity blushed.

"But what are you trying to say Trin?" Dusty asked. 

"You know, I...I kind of liked it...when you were spanking me like a little
girl...in the middle of that ring...in front of all those people watching." 

Dusty sat there, totally speechless about what he just heard. What he didn't
know was, that Trinity had a big crush on him since he came into TNA. 

"And I want to ask you…if you could…spa…" the young dark-haired woman had to
swallow before she said it "spank me again, because I was such a naughty girl
on PPV the last weeks."

She looked in awe as Dusty stood up, his bulge in his pants clearly visible
for her now.

"Well young girl, if that is what you want, then bent over that table there
and I will make your wish happen" Dusty told her, pointing at a small wooden
table in the middle of his locker room.

Trinity walked over to that table, her hips swaying seductively from side to
side. When she arrived at the table she did what the American Dream had told
her to do, she bent over it, sticking her arse high out in the air. 

Dusty came up behind her, rubbing his already hard cock through his pants.
The sight of this red hot bitch, bend over a table, waiting for him to spank
her ass was the best thing that could happen to him at his age, hell, a lot
of the boys in the back would kill for a chance like this. 

Dusty lifted Trinity's dress over her marvellous ass and almost came in his
pants because of the sight that came into view for him. "Well, somebody
forgot his panties today" he said smiling down on Trinity's bare naked
backside.

"No, I didn't forget them, Mr. Rhodes" Trinity said in a little girl voice. 

"Well, if that is so, then I think you deserve punishment for being such a
slut, not wearing your panties." Dusty said.

"Oh...noooooooo, please don't do it, Mr. Rhodes" Trinity playfully answered. 

Just after she finished the sentence, Dusty brought his hand down for the
first time on the most perfect ass in pro-wrestling today. *SMACK*

"Aiiiiiiiiii" Trinity screamed, because he hit her so damn hard. Dusty did
it again and again, and every time Trinity screamed, not with pain, but with
pure lust and pleasure. *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* The screams quickly turned
into long, deep moans as Dusty keeped on smacking the bitch known on PPV as
Trinity.

After a while Dusty stopped to feel Trinity's pussy and found it dripping
wet, rivers of girl cum running down her long, tender legs. "I see you liked
it, already came, huh?" he asked her.

"Oh god, YESSSS!" she hissed. 

"Well, then get ready, because now I want some fun, too" Dusty said, with
that rubbing his 7 inch monster cock against Trinity's asshole. "I'm an ass
man, and you've got THE ass, so I will have some fun with it" he told her as
he rammed the first 5 inches of his cock without any lubrication into the
dark-haired woman's fantastic arse.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!!!" Trinity screamed at the top of her loungs as she
was taken from behind by the former NWA champ Dusty Rhodes. He pushed in and
out of her, fucking her with full force in her butt. 

Trinity popped her nice formed tits out of her cocktail dress and began to
play with her rock hard nipples with her left hand, her right one wandering
down to her cunt and rubbing her clit with full force. She came a second
time, the American Dream still jamming her ass. 

It seemed as if he could hold on in her shining red rear end forever,
bringing his new ass-bitch to orgasm five times, only by butt fucking her. 

"OH YESSS; FUCK ME; MAKE ME YOU BITCH; I AM YOU SLUT FOR LIFE, MAKE ME CUM"
she screamed, not caring if somebody could hear them, as she came the sixth
time on his massive cock.

"OH YEAH TRINITY, GOD YOUR ASS IS THE BEST I EVER HAD, IT'S PERFECT, FUCKING
PERFECT." Dusty shouted at her as he smacked her ass. "I'M ABOUT TO COME, GET
READY YOUNG GIRL!"

"OH YES; MARK ME BY COMING IN MY ASS, DO IT, COME INSIDE OF ME; PLEEEEEASE!"
she groaned it pure ecstasy.

And Dusty did just that, he came like a horse inside of Trinity's backside. 

He pulled out of her, both of them totally exhausted, his hot, sticky cum
oozing out of Trinity's beaten red ass.

After some time Trinity re-adjusted her red cocktail dress, pulling it back
up over her tits and ass. "Thank you so much, Mr. Dream" she said, giving him
a hot kiss on the lips before leaving, a mix of his and her cum running down
her legs and shining through her dress as she walked trough the door. 

THE END(?)