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Celebs: Becky Lynch

Codes: Ff, celeb, cons, oral, toys, 1st

Summary: Becky Lynch meets a young fan

Lass Licker

After a live event in Hershey, Pennsylvania, Becky Lynch arrived at her temporary home, The Hotel Hershey. The fire-haired Irish woman, dressed in a pair of orange cargo shorts and her black 'Lass Kicker' t-shirt, made it up to her floor and dug through her bag for the room key. Once she found it, she pushed the key in at the same time she heard footsteps behind her. Calmly, she clenched her fist, preparing to defend herself.

"What do you want!" she yelled, turning around to find a teenage girl, looking no older than sixteen, clenching a picture of Becky. "Shit, I'm so sorry."

"I-I just wanted an autograph," the brunette girl said, afraid at hearing the anger in her favorite wrestlers voice.

"Its fine, I should not have yelled. I'm a bit on edge is all," Becky said as she stepped forward, causing the girl in a flowery pink skirt and a long-sleeved black blouse, opened to show a white tank top underneath, to take a step back. "It's okay," she said, reaching for the picture.

"You're my favorite wrestler ever," the girl said in a calmer tone, handing the picture over.

Becky reached back into her bag to find a pen. She shuffled around for a minute, unable to find anything. She looked up at the thin girl, whose smile had replaced the scared look.

"I have a pen inside, follow me," the orange-haired athlete said as she pulled the handle down and opened her hotel room door.

"I can come inside your room!?" the girl exclaimed, rushing in behind Becky.

Becky tossed her bag on a small table and walked over to the end table. She knelt down and dug through the drawer while the young girl looked around, amazed that she was in her favorite wrestler's hotel room.

"How old are you and what's your name?" Becky asked while rummaging.

"I just turned sixteen in May, I start my junior year in high school in a few weeks. My name is Kathy Santana," the short girl said.

"Sixteen? I was already wrestling at that age," Becky said as she shut the drawer, unsuccessful at finding a pen.

"I want to be a wrestler so bad," Kathy said. "I want to be just like you."

"You are an adorable one, ain't ya?" Becky said with a laugh as she looked around the room, trying to figure out where a pen would be.

"What's the matter?" Kathy asked.

"I can't find a damn pen," Becky responded as she saw her bag once again. "How about a picture instead?"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," she said while shaking.

Becky chuckled as she walked past the hyperventilating teen. She grabbed her phone and held it out in front of herself, pulling the young girl close. They both flashed a big smile, revealing the large set of braces on the teen, as the picture was taken. The wrestler showed her fan the picture, causing her to giggle uncontrollably.

"Oh god, I can't believe I got a picture with Becky Lynch!" she exclaimed as she jumped into the older woman's arms for a hug.

Becky almost fell as the girl jumped on her. She grabbed onto the girl's butt to prevent dropping her, causing the girl to freeze and look into Becky's eyes.

"You're touching me," she quietly said. "You're touching my butt."

"I didn't want to drop you," Becky said as she quickly moved her hand and let the girl down on her feet. "I'm sorry, that was wrong to do."

"I'm not mad, I was hoping you would touch me," Kathy said.

Before Becky could respond, Kathy reached behind her and grabbed a handful of her toned Irish ass. Becky looked shocked as she pulled the not-even-five-foot teen's hand off of her.

"Okay, I think it's time to slow down," Becky said. "You're a kid, I know your body is going through some changes but let's not get crazy."

"You aren't mad at me, are you?" Kathy asked.

"No, I'm not mad, we just shouldn't go any farther than that," Becky said.

"Why not?" Kathy asked. "Don't you think I'm pretty?"

Becky could sense that this girl was more than just a fan of hers.

"Of course you are pretty but you're also sixteen. I really don't feel like going to jail for messing around with a kid," Becky said as she stared at the girl.

"I'm not a kid, I'm a woman. I won't tell," Kathy said. "Please Becky, I love you so much and I've never done anything like this before. You are my idol."

"I appreciate that but still, I can't guarantee that you won't call the cops and have me deported," Becky responded.

"I promise, I promise, I promise," Kathy said as she grabbed Becky's hand and fell to her knees, looking up at her with big doe eyes. "Please be my first."

Becky looked around the room, unsure of what she should do. She looked over her shoulder to see the door shut and automatically locked. Looking back down at the girl, she reached forward and twirled her ponytail around between her fingers.

"If you promise," Becky started before Kathy leapt up to her feet and hugged the twenty-eight year old.

"Oh my god, it's really going to happen!?" she exclaimed.

"Yes but you need to calm down, hyperactivity is not a turn-on for most people," Becky said as she pushed the girl away. "Now let me see what I'm working with."

Kathy smiled wide, revealing her big silver braces, as she pulled the dress shirt away, showing her b-cup breasts under the tight tank top. Becky bit down on her lower lip as she saw the proportionally bigger breasts on the four-foot, eleven inch teenager. Kathy's hands were shaking as she pulled the tank top off, allowing her perfectly round breasts to bounce out with no bra covering them. Becky's eyes raced up and down her healthy torso.

"Nice pair," Becky said as her fingers slowly migrated to her belt. "Let's see the rest, turn around and drop the skirt."

Kathy quickly turned and pulled the flowery skirt down to her white sneakers, leaving her only in a pair of pink cotton panties. She slipped her fingers into the waistband and tore them down her legs, giving Becky a clear look at her asshole between the cheeks. Kathy put her hands over her crotch and turned around.

"You want me to be your first but you won't show me your cunt?" Becky asked as the belt in her shorts was ripped out of each loop.

"I, um, didn't shave," Kathy said, staring as Becky folded the belt and started to walk towards her, her shorts dropping an inch with each step, revealing her black panties more and more. "I didn't think this would ever happen."

"Becky doesn't like a hairy pussy," Becky said as she slapped the belt in her hand. "Punishment is necessary, turn around."

"Won't it hurt?" Kathy asked, concerned.

"Fuck, you are young," Becky said. "Sex isn't all flowers and sunshine, roughness makes it memorable."

Kathy shrugged and turned around, accepting the experienced adult's words as fact. She put her hands on the bed and bent over, presenting her ass for punishment.

"I'll go easy on you the first time," Becky growled before striking the teen's ass with the belt, making a loud smacking sound.

"Ahh! Shit!" Kathy screamed, looking over her shoulder and seeing Becky wind up and strike her again, softer. "Eep," she squeaked as Becky's shorts finally fell off of her hips and onto the ground.

"Beg for more," Becky whispered.

"Hit...hit me again," Kathy said, surprised at her own words.

"Louder!" Becky screamed.

"Hit me bitch!" Kathy said before freezing. "I'm sorry I called you a-YOW!"

"That's my girl," Becky laughed as she leaned over Kathy, grabbing her by the hair and nibbling on her ear lobe. "Say that again."

"Hit me bitch," Kathy angrily said.

"No," Becky said. "Your ass is red enough."

Becky grabbed the girl and threw her on the bed. Kathy rolled onto her back as the older woman crawled onto the bed. Kneeling at the teen's feet, Becky grabbed her 'Lass Kicker' shirt and pulled it off.

"I'm not a lass kicker tonight," Becky said as she unhooked her bra, releasing her natural 34C's for the underage girl to see. "Tonight, I'm the lass LICKER."

Before Kathy could react, Becky dove between the girl's legs, burying her eyes and nose into her bushy pubes while her tongue ran across her swelling lips.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh!" Kathy moaned as she felt the first tongue to touch her virgin vagina.

The teen threw her hands up next to her head as looked down, seeing the puff of bright orange hair slowly wriggling around as the juicy tongue began to probe her entrance. She closed her eyes and rested her head back on the pillow, pushing deep and arching her back while the woman's tongue entered her, massaging her hymen.

"Oh god Becky!" she screamed as she felt her circling around on her barrier.

With force, Becky began to move her tongue in and out, bumping against her hymen and trying to break through. After several failed attempts, Becky pulled her face away from the juicy cunt and crawled up Kathy's body. She pressed her lips to the girl and gave her a long, passionate kiss, her fingers slowly sliding down her silky-smooth skin. The kiss was used to distract her enough for the fingers to dig deep into the virgin cunt, slicing through the hymen like it were nothing.

Kathy tried to scream from the pain of her innocence disappearing over slender Irish digits but Becky's tongue entered her mouth, licking her braces before sliding down her throat. The vibrations of her cries rang through the wrestler's mouth, vibrating her own throat. Becky pulled her hand out of Kathy and wiped the small amount of blood on her own panties without breaking the lip lock. The kiss continued for nearly a minute before the older woman pulled away and started to slither back down.

"Now that that thing is out of the way...," Becky said before sliding her wet finger back inside the girl while pressing her tongue against her growing clit.

Becky's lips wrapped tight against the bulging bud coming out of its hood, holding it tight while her tongue went to work tickling every nerve. Kathy's hands were tightly gripping the sheets, her entire body shifting around. She never could have imagined how amazing a mouth on her crotch could feel, especially one from her hero.

Becky looked up at the girl, never letting her tongue or finger reduce its workload. She smiled at the girl, smacking Kathy's thigh lightly and causing her to look down. Kathy's eyes quickly closed, her jaw flinging open and allowing a deep groan to pass out of her mouth of metal. Becky could feel her chin getting wetter by the second, her tongue feeling the clitoris swelling and sweating.

Kathy collapsed onto the bed, grabbed a pillow and pulled it over her face before she let out the scream to end all screams. Becky worried for a second that rooms adjacent may think a murder was occurring, even with the muffling, but she ultimately did not care. The Irish woman kept her tongue and finger racing at a mile a minute while the teen experienced the first non-manual orgasm in her sixteen year existence.

The young brunette wildly slammed her cunt into Becky's face, bucking like a wild animal as the intense wave of pleasure rushed from head to toe, setting her nerves on fire. Sweat poured down her chest and stomach while she bit on the pillow, tearing a hole in it. She threw the pillow aside and sat up, grabbing Becky by the hair and pulling her away from the relaxing cunt. With both hand gripping her dyed locks tightly, she brought her in for a kiss, locking lips tighter than before.

Becky allowed the girl to flip her onto the bed and lay on top of her. The woman's hands returned to the girl's ass, this time gripping each cheek for all it was worth, leaving bruises behind. After a long kiss, Kathy rolled over next to Becky and rested her head on her chest.

"I'm the luckiest girl in the world," she sighed as Becky stroked her silky brown hair.

"It ain't over yet," the Irish woman said. "Lay down on your stomach, between my legs."

Kathy did as she was told and lay between the adult's legs. Becky raised her stems up and pulled her soaked panties up and off, exposing her cleanly shaven cunt to the girl.

"Do you want me to lick it?" Kathy asked in a cute tone.

"No, you aren't a lass licker just yet," she responded as she rested her feet on Kathy's back. "Just sit there and wait."

Becky started to rapidly rub her bright-red clitoris, just inches from the girl's face. She kept her eyes stared down on the smiling teen below her, admiring her big blue eyes pointed directly at her dripping cunt.

"Am I going to get to watch you cum?" she asked.

"Something like that," Becky responded as her free hand tugged at her pointy nipples. "Do you know what squirting is?" Kathy shook her head, leading to a mischievous look on Becky's face. "You will."

Becky continued to stare at the girl, whose eyes kept shifting between her cunt, her chest and her face. The look of curious innocence only made the older woman's dampness increase. It was only another two minutes before Kathy got a lesson in squirting.

"Shit, open your fucking mouth!" Becky exclaimed as her ass lifted off of the sheets "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Becky's cunt sprayed out a large wad of watery girl-cum all over the sixteen year old's face. She closed her mouth for a second from the shock before opening it back up to catch some on her tongue. She opened her eyes to see her idol's body violently shaking on the bed, sparkling juices dripping out onto the sheets.

"Fucking hell!" Becky groaned as she collapsed on the bed.

Without saying a word, Kathy snaked her head forward and pressed her tongue to the still-spasming lips of Becky Lynch. Slowly, she licked around the flaps, collecting as much feminine liquid in her mouth as possible. Becky ran her hands through her own hair as she gasped for air, staring up at the ceiling fan slowly spinning above her. The potent smell of her own juices filled the air and raced up her nostrils as she picked the matted hair off her sweat-stained forehead. She did not even care when the inexperienced girl began slapping her pussy, remembering that "roughness makes it more memorable", not that remembering this night would be an issue.

Kathy crawled up onto Becky, sitting down on her heaving chest. She looked down and smiled, showing her hero the glistening juices on her lips, tongue and braces.

"You are so fucking awesome Becky!" she exclaimed, brushing the hair out of her own eyes. "I can't believe we just had SEX!"

"Yeah me neither," Becky said, still trying to catch her breath. "I certainly didn't think I'd be licking an underage lass when I woke up this morning."

"I don't want to leave but my parents are probably wondering where I am," Kathy said as she hopped off of Becky. "They're really religious, I don't think they'd like seeing us like this. My mom would probably kill you."

"Do me a favor and shut up," she said, sitting up and grabbing her for another long kiss.

Becky sat on the bed, her finger slowly circling around her drenched clit, while the sixteen year old pulled her skirt back up and both shirts back on. The woman stood up and put the girl's hair back into a ponytail for her. Reaching onto the floor, Becky picked up her black belt and lightly smacked each breast of the teen before handing it to her.

"I found a silver sharpie in my bag, let me sign that for you," she said as she retrieved her pen.

After signing the belt, Becky ran her finger over her cunt lips and left a little stain on the belt.

"Good night Kathy, my little lass licker" she said, kissing her one final time.

"Good night Becky," Kathy responded, smacking her on the bare ass before happily skipping out of the room.

Becky closed the door and crawled back into bed. With Kathy in mind, she rubbed herself out one more orgasm before falling asleep in her own wet mess.

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