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Network XXXclusives 04: Hell In A Cell
Written By Kristi ( and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

A caption reads 'WWE Hell in a Cell, October 30, 2016', as the scene fades in revealing the Superstars locker room with the challengers for the New Day's Tag Team Championship, Cesaro and Sheamus bickering over as Charly Carouso enters the room with a microphone. Seeing the two powerful Europeans argue, Charly shakes her head before approaching them, "Gentlemen... tonight you are getting your opportunity to become RAW's Tag Team Champions... but can you put aside your differences to succeed?"

Sheamus is the first to turn to address Charly, "Listen here, as long as he follows my lead, we'll become the Tag Team Champions!"

Cesaro shakes his head, "Correction, what he means is that as long as I'm the one leading the way, we'll become the Tag Team Champions..."

"Oh piss off!" Sheamus snaps.

Charly sighs, "A chance at becoming Tag Team Champions doesn't come along often, but with how you too can't get along, I have to wonder can you two agree on anything?"

"Unless he's a complete idiot, we'd agree that you look stunning..." Cesaro says.

"I..." Sheamus pauses for a moment and then smirks, "That's right, on that we do agree Charly, you're a real stunner..."

Charly blushes a bit, "Well that was unexpected," She then glances at the camera and smiles, "It's great that you agree on something... but I'd really like to see if you two can work together..." Charly then drops the microphone as she steps closer to Sheamus and Cesaro and places her hands on their trunks covered crotches. Both men groans lightly as she they feel RAW's backstage correspondent move her soft hands against their crotches, as their dicks start to harden causing the front of their trunks to bulge out noticeably.

"We can work together in that regard..." Cesaro says.

"Hell yeah we can..." Sheamus adds.

Charly licks her lips, "We'll just have to see..."

The scene blurs as it cuts to show Charly on her knees in front of Sheamus and Cesaro, with her right and left hands on their huge European cocks. Licking her lips, Charly looks up at the number one contenders for RAW's Tag Team Championships as she moves her hands along the lengths of their dicks, drawing moans from both of them. Tossing her hair back, Charly leans her head forward towards Sheamus's cock and twirls her tongue around the crown on his dick, coating it with with her saliva before briefly running her tongue down the length of one side of his tool. "Mmmmmm..." She moans as she orally stimulates Sheamus's shaft before moving her head away to start giving some attention to Cesaro. She slaps her tongue against the head of his shaft, flicks her tongue against his piss slit before she twirls her tongue around the head of his tool. With a light tug, she pulls Sheamus's cock closer to Cesaro's manhood and begins to eagerly move her tongue over the tips of both poles while looking up at them, locking her eyes with theirs.

The scene eventually transitions to show Charly bobbing her head on Cesaro's cock, with both of her hands on his waist while Sheamus is behind her, thrusting his cock in and out of her tight wet pussy. "Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Charly groans lustfully as she sucks and slurps on Cesaro's dick while she rocks back against Sheamus as he plunges his dick deeply into her love tunnel. Cesaro lays a hand on Charly's head to push some of her dark hair back so that the camera filming them can capture the right of her lips moving against his shaft as she rocks her head back and forth. Sheamus firmly grabs Charly's hips as he thrusts his cock fully into her pussy while looking down to watch her gorgeous rump jiggle when it collides with his waist. "Mmmmm! Ohhhh!" Charly moans as she takes more of Cesaro's cock into her mouth, deep throating him fairly easily while Sheamus is relentlessly slamming his dick into her pussy from behind. Despite her mouth being filled with Cesaro's cock, saliva manages to seep out past her lips whenever Charly turns her head from left to right as she eagerly pushes back against Sheamus's thrusting tool.

The scene then cuts to show Charly standing but bent over at the waist as she holds Sheamus's cock at the base with her right hand and has her left hand on his waist as she bobs her head freely on his dick while Cesaro is standing behind her, holding her ass cheeks apart as he pumps his spit coated shaft deeply into the depths of her asshole. "MMMM! MMMMM!" Charly moans whorishly on Sheamu's shaft as she rocks on her feet in response to how Cesaro is hammering her backside. Sheamus leans his head back and groans noticeably as the gorgeous backstage correspondent sucks, slurps and slobbers on his cock, while at the same time Cesaro is grunting with the effort he's putting into fucking the interviewer's gorgeous ass. "Ohhhh! Mmmm! Ohhhhh!" Charly moans as she moves her right hand to Sheamus' waist, which allows him to start thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth, allowing for her to be piratically spit-roasted by the two powerful European Superstars. The dark haired beauty moans with with delight as Cesaro drives his cock balls deep into her ass while Sheamus is shoving his cock down her throat, proving they can get along under the right circumstances, which is sharing a gorgeous WWE starlet.

The scene then cuts to show Cesaro laying on the floor of the locker room with Charly bouncing up and down on his cock while Sheamus is behind her, pumping his cock in and out of her asshole. "Ohhh! Ohhhh fuck yes! Ohhh ahhh! Mmmmm!" Charly moans as sweat drips down her face as she moves between the challengers for New Day's Tag Team Titles. Sheamus is holding Charly's ass cheeks apart as he slams his cock deeply into her asshole. She places her hands on Cesaro's chest as she eagerly grinds her pussy down on his cock while bucking back against Sheamus while they deeply double team her. She tosses her dark hair back and smiles at the camera. The pair of European Superstars grunt and groans as they bury every single inch of their big pulsating cocks into tight anal passage and snug love tunnel. "Mmmmm ahhh ohhh fuck... ohhh fuck yes!" Charly squeals lustfully as Sheamus slams his dick repeatedly into her asshole while Cesaro propels his shaft upward into her pussy. She grits her teeth as her pussy begins to tightens around Cesaro's shaft as she starts to cum, and when she doves she wildly bucks her hips to frantically grind her pussy down on his cock at the same time pushing back against against Sheamus.

The scene transitions one last time, showing Charly sitting on her knees with her holding her microphone and looking at the camera as Cesaro and Sheamus stand to her left and right stroking their cocks, "Well it looks to me like Cesaro and Sheamus can work together under the right...." Charly pauses as Cesaro and Sheamus both start to cum, showering her face with their jizz, with quite a bit landing in her hair. It takes several moments for the two European Superstars to finish blowing their loads all over Charly's face, "CirCUMstances..." Charly says as with a smile with cum dripping down her face as the scene fades to black.

The second scene fades in revealing Cruiserweight Champion TJ Perkins in the backstage area drinking a bottle of water as the Ravishing Russian Lana approaches him, "You must think you are something special... don't you?" Lana asks as she looks up and down at TJ as if sizing him up.

"Well I am the Cruiserweight Champ..." TJ says with a shrug a smile.

"Cruiserweights are small... tiny... unlike my husband Rusev, who is a pure heavyweight... and once again be the United States Champion..." Lana says boastfully.

"That's nice, but there are somethings cruiserweights can do that heavyweights can't," TJ replies as he takes another sip of water.

Lana presses her lips together, "You wish to show me don't you, of course you do, after all Rusev is the only man that could have me."

"I didn't say anything of the kind," The Cruiserweight Champion quickly says.

Lana chuckles slyly, "Of course, I never said anything about the little boys like you not having me," She licks her teeth as she steps closer to TJ and places a hand between his legs right against his crotch, "And you will have me... or Rusev will crush..."

TJ grins a bit, "Well when you put it like that..."

The scene blurs to transition to that of one of the backstage offices as Lana lowers herself to her knees in front of the TJ Perkins and pulls down his wrestling tights, freeing his thick, long shaft. Lana licks her lips, "That is a man's dick..." Lana says as she stares at TJ's shaft as if admiring a piece of art. The gorgeous blond places her right hand around his shaft and lifts it as she leans her head forward to run her tongue around the head of his cock. "Mmmmm..." She moans as she tastes the dick of the Crusierweight Champion as she begins to work her right hand back and forth along the length of his shaft to get it harden as soon as possible. The Ravishing Russian twirls her tongue around the tip of TJ's shaft a few time before opening her mouth to take several inches of his dick past lips, drawing a loud groan of pleasure from him. Closing her lips around his dick, Lana starts to bob her head on TJ's shaft, moving in perfect rhythm with how she is working her right hand along the length of his dick. "Ohhh... mmmm..." Lana moans as she slurps nosily on his dick while he brushes some of her blond hair away from her face. Despite being the husband of the Bulgarian Brute, Lana smiles around TJ's shaft as she removes her right hand form it in order to start taking it further into her saliva filled mouth. The gorgeous blond takes nearly the full length of his cock into her mouth, flicking her tongue up against the bottom side, but never attempting to fully swallow his tool, not that he's complaining.

The scene cuts to show Lana laying on a desk, her legs wrapped around TJ's waist as he stands against the desk to pumps his cock in and out of her tight wet pussy. "Ahhhh ohhhh... mmmmm ahhh..." Lana groans and arches her back as the Cruiserweight Champion drills her with deep, firm thrusts. TJ licks his lips as he watches Lana's tits bounce as he fucks her while also sliding his hands back and forth against her thighs, gently caressing them as he pounds her pussy. "Ohhh... mmmm yes.... Ohhhh... ohhhh..." Lana cires out with delight while bringing her left index finger to her mouth to lightly nibble on it as she feels TJ's thrusts becoming more intense, which causes her to slide slightly on top of the desk. TJ grabs hold of Lana's hips and jerks her towards himself while he plows the full length of his dick into her pussy. He then pulls her up to a sitting position and Lana instinctively places her hands on his shoulders as he plows his cock sharply into her cunt. Not expecting him to lift her off the desk, Lana leans her head forward, pressing her lips against his and using her tongue to invade his mouth, he eagerly responds and within seconds the wife of Rusev is tongue wrestling with the Cruiserweight Champion.

The scene then cuts to show TJ laying on the desk with Lana squatting over his crotch and with her back towards, lowering her pussy down onto his stiff cock. "Mmmmm ohhhh.... Ahhh..." Lana gasps and moans as she lowers herself fully down onto his dick before she starts to to rock herself on his cock. She places her hands on his legs just above his knees and leans just forward enough so that as she rides his cock, TJ can watch her gorgeous ass move in various directions. "Ohhhh mmmm you can have me with a dick like this!" Lana moans as she looks back over her shoulder at TJ as soon as he places his hands on her ass cheeks to squeeze and careese them as she grinds her pussy downward on his cock, causing him to groan loudly. Over time, TJ begins to raises his hips to thrust his cock upward into Lana's pussy, drawing surprised shrieks of lust from her. "Ohhhh ohhhh ahh... mmmm ahhh ohhh..." Lana moans as she shifts her position, forcing herself to start leaning back. When she starts to reach back with her hands, TJ grabs them and guides her palms down onto his shoulders followed by grabbing her hips. "Mmmmm ahhh.... Ahhhh have me.... Have me!" Lana gasps and groans as she bounces whorishly on TJ's upward thrusting cock while tossing her sweat dampened blond hair back She stares up at the office ligths as her mouth hangs up as with TJ's help, she lifts herself up and down on his vertically pistoning fuck stick.

The scene then changeovers to show Lana standing but bent over the desk while TJ is behind her, pushing his cock into her tight asshole, "Mmmmmm ohhhh ooooo ahhh!" Lana moans as TJ begins to work his shaft in and out of her snug anal passage. With each forward thrust his performs, TJ pushes his dick deeper into her rear rend, making Lana pound the surface of the desk with her hands. Lana bites her bottom lip as she looks back at the Cruiserweight Champion as he steadily increases the momentum of his thrusts as her asshole becomes accustomed to having his dick repeatedly exit and enter. "Ohhhhh mmmmm as good as Rusev!" Lana moans as her and TJ's body is drenched with sweat as he drills her asshole with firm, brisk thrusts that occasional result in his balls banging against her Ravishing Russian Rump. The winning of the 2016 Cruiserweight Classic clenches his teeth as he rocks his hips relentlessly, pumping his shaft in and out of Lana's ass as her lustful cries are enough to spur him on.

The scene then cuts to show Lana kneeling in front of TJ Perkins as he jerks off in front of her. Looking up at him, Lana licks her lips as she waits for her treat which she soon gets. Once TJ begins to cum, he is spraying thick streams of jizz that splatter on various parts of her face, from her forehead to her right cheek to her lips and chin, the Cruiserweight Champion practically drenches Lana in jizz that most Heavyweights couldn't match, "Mmmmmm.... Ohhh..." Lana groans as she shivers a bit with each wad of TJ's spunk that lands on her gorgeous face. It takes him several moments but once TJ is spent, Lana's face is a mess of sweat and cum. She gets to her feet and licks her lips, "Be lucky that you are just some Cruiserweight boy... Rusev would crush you... just like he will Roman Reigns after I tell him he did this too me..." Lana laughs a bit.

TJ Perkins raises an eyebrow, "Well that's one way to motivate your husband I guess..." He says with a shrug as the scene fades to black.


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