Two Guys, Three Girls & An Orgy by Innovator Of Awesomeness One night, following Smackdown!, Stephanie retires to her locker room with Kurt Angle. Both are extremely exhausted from the previous show. Arriving at the room, Stephanie trots to the large leather couch located in the back of the room, leading Kurt by the arm. Both sit, side-by-side, next to one another. Stephanie gazes into Kurt's eyes as he sits aimlessly, staring at the opposing wall. He couldn't help but notice her beauty. It was blinding. No matter where Kurt looked, her pretty face froze in the back of his mind. Finally, he turns, glancing into Stephanie's eyes. Her right hand slowly drifts along the side of his knee, gently caressing it. "You know," Stephanie starts, "we've never gotten a chance to be alone together." Hesitant, Angle edges his knee just out of Stephanie's reach, causing a frown to fill her face. "What's wrong?" she asks, shyly, "Am I not pretty enough?" "No, it's not that Steph," he answers, "it's just.... we can't." "Looks like this is going to take some convincing," she replies, standing up. She stands in front of Kurt, placing her hands at the rim of her shirt. He cannot help but stare at her breasts, which are nearly bursting through Stephainie's white shirt at this stage of Stephanie's arousal. "You like these?" Stephanie asks, pulling her shirt up. As the shirt is tossed aside, Stephanie stands smiling, hands planted firmly on her hips. It's obvious the size of her white lace bra is not nearly large enough to accommodate her bulging rack. Despite the thickness of his jeans, Kurt's excitement comes into plain view. "Kurt," Stephanie says softly, "you know you want me." Kurt's facial expression remains stationary. Stephanie giggles, then rests the palms of her hands on his knees. While Kurt sits, very observant, Stepahnie leans forward. Her breasts hang beautifully from her chest and dangle inches away from Angle's astonished face. As Stephanie releases her breasts, they fall free of their restraints, and Kurt groans. "You want a taste of these?" Stephanie asks, pointing at her exposed chest. "Then go..." Interrupting, Kurt tenderly kisses Stephanie's breasts, staring with the round nipple and working his tongue around the remainder of skin. "Ooo... Kurt...." she moans softly, sealing her eyes. With her hands, Stephanie massages Kurt's legs; her touch soft and gentle. Her hand traces down his thigh, hovering above the bulge present inside of his jeans. She teases him slightly, opening his jeans enough to wedge two of her fingers inside. Kurt nods in approval, requesting that Stephanie continue. She smiles as she removes his pants, putting his hardened member into the open. "Is it cold it here or is it just you?" she jokes, observing the hardened dick that stands erect before her. Stephanie lowers herself down, wrapping her pouty lips around Angle's love stick. Gradually, she moves vertically, griping onto the side of the rod for leverage. He moans, resting his head back against the heated leather couch. His hand cradles the back of Stephanie's head as her pace quickens. "Steph....Oh....." he moans aloud. Without warning, Triple H barges in the room, carrying a black duffel bag. He tosses it aside, failing to notice Kurt and Stephanie on the opposing side of the room. Kurt's eyes focus on the "Game," and quickly, he shoves Stephanie aside. "What the HELL is going on?" Hunter questions, turning around. "You see...." Kurt starts, cupping his hands across his rod. "No," Stephanie interrupts, rising from the floor, "it's like this..." "I want to know why I was not invited to this little get together," Hunter chimes in with a grin. "Well..." Stephanie replies, wrapping her hand around Kurt's member, "you could always join us." Instantly, Triple H removes his clothing and stands in the buff behind Stephanie. She flashes him a smile, then turns to return to her previous action. As she continues to suck on Angle's rod, Triple H advances behind her. She lifts her butt slightly, giving Hunter a magnificent view. He thumbs her spandex pants down to mid-thigh and inserts his hardened prick. A slight rumble comes over Stephanie as Hunter's rod penetrates her lovebox. Slowly, he rocks back and forth, taunting Stephanie's pleasures. She lifts her head up slightly to moan, begging for more. "Harder, Hunter, harder!" she commands before returning to Kurt. He pivots his hips in an faster, exaggerated, thrusting motion. Hunter's pelvic bone furiously slams into the underside of Stephanie's petite bottom, sending a "SMACK" sound echoing throughout the uninhabited room. "OH! OH! HARDER! HARDER!" Stephanie begs, lifting her head up. Hunter's hips violently slam into the back of Stephanie's bottom, thrusting his dick deeper and deeper inside. Stephanie's face contorts to a look of pain, but a constant smile symbolizes her enjoyment. "Faster....oh....faster....faster...." she mutters. Triple H does as told, increasing his thrusts. With one hand, he steadies Stephanie on his stiff pole. With the other, he slaps the top her shapely ass, driving more moans out from within her throat. "OH! OH! YES! YES!" she screams, feeling the effect of each thrust of his hips and each slap of his hand. Outside the locker room, Trish and Lita prepare to enter, kissing deeply. "Wait," Lita says, listening to Stephanie's bellowing moans. "It sounds like Stephanie is having a great time in there. We shouldn't bother them." "Perhaps," Trish replies, creaking the door open slightly. "We should join the fun." Much to Lita's dislike, Trish slips her head inside. Her eyes widen as she focuses on Triple H's backside, thrusting hard as he slams into Stephanie. "We have to join that!" Trish shouts, closing the door. "Let's just leave them alone," Lita encourages. "We'll go to my locker room." "Forget it," Stratus replies, opening the door once again. Trish removes her shirt and stands inside the room, calling attention to herself. Kurt Angle and Triple H glance backward. Their smiles increase as the picture of Trish Stratus in a bra and short shorts fills their sight. "C'mon over," Angle encourages. As Trish approaches, Kurt escapes Stephanie's grasp and removes himself from the couch. While Triple H continues to thrust Stephanie, she slithers onto the couch for better balance. "Why," Kurt starts, reaching his hand out, "hello Trish." Trish giggles as she removes her bra. Her breasts break free of their restraints and hang gorgeously from her chest. Immediately, Kurt leans in and kisses her tits, gently massaging her nipples with the tip of his tongue. "Ooo... Kurt..." she moans softly. Trish's hands move south, exploring the rim of her shorts. Noticing this, Kurt breaks free of the kiss and decides to help Trish in her endeavor. As she slowly sinks to the carpet floor, he removes her shorts and thong bottom in one swift move, tossing the clothing aside. Trish spreads her legs wide as Kurt advances in, eager to taste the blonde's sweet insides. He buries his face in Trish's closely-shaven hairs and relinquishes his tongue. "Oooo.... harder..... yes!" she moans softly, feeling Kurt's soft tongue inside of her. She places her hands on the back of his head and forces him deeper inside of her; an offer Kurt cannot refuse. He pushes his face further in, sliding his tongue even further. Trish cocks her head back and moans in sheer ecstasy. Climaxing, Stephanie removes herself from Hunter's shaft and sprawls out on the couch, exhausted. Hunter falls to his knees, panting heavily. Both overheard Trish's loud screams and glance over. Kurt continues to furiously lick at Trish's insides, now massaging her massive orbs with his free hands, kneading them like bread dough. Despite her exhaustion, Stephanie disbands from the couch and struts over to Trish, smiling. "Room for one more," Stephanie asks, standing directly above Trish's pain-stricken face. "Yeah... ooh... of course...." she pants, staring up at Steph's beautiful lovebox. Stephanie lowers herself down, planting her gorgeous hotbox directly over Trish's open mouth. Immediately, she brushes her tongue over Steph's lips, causing the brunette to shudder, as this is the first lesbian experience of her life. She slowly eases into the pleasure, soon grinding her hips to the rhythm of Trish's expert tongue work. "Oh.. Trish... keep.... oh.... going...." she cries, thrusting her hips harder into her lover's face. Trish steadies herself on Stephanie's broad hips while she continues to eat her out, bringing both of them much more pleasure than either one had expected. Watching closely, Triple H strokes his rod steadily, enjoying the three-way action that lies just in front of his eyes. Outside the room, Lita presses her ear against the door. "OH! TRISH.... HARDER! YES!" she hears; the moan of Stephanie McMahon- Helmsley. Lita slips her finger down the front of her jeans, slowly massaging the front of her crimson red thong. She moans quietly to herself, imaging the orgy that Trish must be engaged in. As she reaches the brink of an orgasm, Lita can no longer hold back. She bursts through the door, bringing her into the center of the mass sexual transition. Kurt, Stephanie, and Trish do not bother looking back at the red-head. Each is too much engaged in pleasure to be concerning themselves with Lita. Triple H, on the other hand, focuses on Lita, stroking his cock at a more rapid pace. "Watcha' got there," Lita jokes, pointing at Hunter's shaft. "The best damn time you'll ever have," he replies swiftly; one of his trademark lines. Although she had planned on spending the night with Trish, alone, the sight of Triple H's naked body turned her on further. She stands in front of him and drops to her knees; her eyes filled with lust and temptation. "Suck that, baby," Triple H orders. Lita obliges willingly. She pushes Hunter's stick passed her ruby red lips and into her hot mouth. She hasn't given oral pleasure to man in quite a while, and hopes she can still remember a few tricks or two that she once knew. Lita swirls her tongue around the top of Hunter's cock, rubbing her steel ball tongue piercing over his slit. Hunter's body is overcome with a sensation that he has yet to feel. "I knew chicks with tongue piercings gave good head," he says aloud, "but damn!" Lita smiles broadly, slowly learning her clever tactics. She slides down the length of his shaft once, lubing it with saliva. "Here's something you've never seen," she says, grinning. With that, the fiery red-head uses one hand to steady herself while pleasuring Hunter with a handjob with the other. Then, Lita uses her tongue to slowly taunt the tip of Hunter's cock, bringing him more pleasure than Chyna or Stephanie ever could. Combining the cold steel ball along the top of his shaft with Lita's amazing handjob, Hunter is in sexual heaven. "Oh man," he moans, "I don't want this to stop.... ever!" Hunter sits down on the couch and Lita follows, still jerking him off with her soft hand. As Triple H gets himself comfortable, she bends over at the waist, taunting him with her tongue piercing as she had before. "I'M CUMMING!" Stephanie announces from the other side of the room, slowly reducing her hard thrusts to a slow, aggregated grind. As she releases on Trish's ravishing face, Stephanie glances over to view Lita's well-toned behind, still pleasuring her husband. She dismounts Trish and eagerly rushes to Lita's backside, ignoring her past feelings of insecurity. Stephanie teases the red-head's clit with one hand while spreading her asscheeks with the other, allowing her to insert her tongue into Lita's magnificent ass. "OH!" Lita moans at the newfound sensation, enjoying it greatly. Stephanie flickers her tongue like an expert, putting Lita closer and closer to climax. She inserts another finger into Lita's tight lovebox as well, almost as if she'd made another woman orgasm before. Trish overhears Lita's soft moans and removes herself from Kurt. An ear-to-ear grin fills her face as she finds Hunter reclining in the leather couch, being sucked and jerked off by Lita, who is having her asshole eaten out by a knelt Stephanie McMahon. She cannot help but join in on the fun. Trish drops to all fours; her sights set on Stephanie's petite bottom. The blonde beauty bends down, digging her face into the brunette's backside while pushing her own ass into the air. "Ooo...." Stephanie coos as she feels Trish's tongue slip past her firm buttcheeks and straight into her perfectly rounded ass. Trish takes a firm hold on Stephanie's hips and she continues to grind her tongue further and further into her rump, enjoying each and every moment. Kurt Angle, meanwhile, stands at the other end of the room, watching the foursome unfold between his eyes. He creeps over, his eyes locked on Trish's backside and it sways in the air, simply begging for attention. Kurt proceeds to spread the blonde's firm cheeks with his thumbs, giving him a magnificent view of her tight hole. "Ooo... harder...." Trish coos as the first feeling of Kurt's hard shaft rocks her body. Kurt rocks back and forth, slamming his hips along Stratus' backside at a rapid pace. "Fuck her harder, baby," Stratus commands. Pivoting his hips faster and harder, Kurt fulfills Trish's demands, slamming into her as hard as humanly possible. The "SMACK" of their skin dominates the room, overpowering the sounds of the other three lovers moaning. As a result of Kurt's quickened pace, Trish's face is propelled further into Stephanie's tight ass, bringing her to the brink of climax. Like a domino effect, Stephanie's close climax causes her tongue and finger work on Lita's magnificent body to increase as she tries to bring her to a similar state. Lita's excelled stimulation causes her hopes for Hunter's orgasm to increase. She slides her hand along his shaft even faster, continuing to stimulate his slit with her tongue. "I'm gonna....." Hunter moans, ready to release. He fires his load, sending it into Lita's accessible, awaiting mouth. As the entire load smashes against the back of her mouth, Lita's orgasm finally hits. She explodes all over Stephanie's hands, who, as the domino effect once again hits, reaches a monstrous orgasm. She immediately lifts her backside, placing Trish's eager mouth in her now-wet lovehole. Trish, continuing to be slam-fucked by Angle, licks Stephanie's juices clean. "OH... KURT..... YES..... HARDER...." she screams, ready to continue the domino-like effect of orgasm. Kurt continues to slam into her harder and harder, moaning aloud as he savors each moment. Both paramours have sweat pouring from their naked bodies and are on the brink of climax. Finally, Trish unloads, exploding in one of the biggest orgasms of the night. Her asscheeks tighten around Angle's shaft as he fires his load, completing the cycle. Almost on cue, the five superstars collapse, exhausted from what was one HELL of a day.