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Now... Kristi and Dice present:

Stratusfying The Prince Of Parkour
by Kristi (
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

On the afternoon of March 14, 2011 at St. Louis, Missouri's Scottrade Center,
John Morrison, wearing jeans, a black t-shirt and leather jacket, is checking
out the backstage area, looking for a perfect area to perform his Monday
Parkour training routine. As he walks, he passes by the open door for Trish
Stratus's private dressing room and he peaks inside where Trish Stratus is
performing the Chakrasana yoga stretch, where she's standing but bent all the
way backwards with her hands on the floor. "Ow... doesn't that hurt?"
Morrison asks as Trish turns her head to the open door to see who's talking
to her.

Trish Stratus laughs as she looks at John Morrison, however, he appears
upside-down to her " actually feels good..." Trish replies before she
straights out normally and stands, turning around to then face John Morrison.
"I have to be ready tonight for Vickie..." Trish then smirks. "Not like it's
going to be a problem beating her..." Trish says, dressed in a pair of tight
fitting black pants and a black tank top.

"You'll have no problem beating her... she'll need an army to come close to
getting you on the mat..." Morrison says with a grin.

Trish nods her brunette head and places her hands onto her nicely curved and
toned hips. "Yeah...and actually it's a good thing you happened to stop by,
cause I do have a favor to ask..." Trish says with an innocent, hopeful smile
on her face.

"Oh really? What do you need?" Morrison asks as he leans against the doorway
of Trish's dressing room.

"Well there is something I'm a little nervous about with match against
Vickie...and that's her boyfriend...or whatever you want to call him..."
Trish says and sweetly looks at John Morrison. "I have a feeling he's gonna
get involved in the match and I was hoping maybe someone could have my back
tonight..." Trish says, pressing her pouty, luscious lips together and cutely
looking in Morrison's direction.

"Hey I'm there... I owe Ziggler for trying to use me as a stepping stone last
week when he was brought to RAW," Morrison says.

Trish smiles and nods her head as she give him a cute thumbs up. "Great! I
knew I could count on someone..." Trish says and then sighs. "Well I better
get back to my yoga routine..." Trish says as she takes a step back and
starts to slowly lift her left leg up before, perfectly balancing on her
right leg as she stretches back slightly.

"You know, that reminds me.... yoga's great... but you should really try
parkour..." Morrison says as Trish perfectly balances herself and stretches

Trish lowers her left leg back down to the ground and looks straight ahead at
Morrison with a raised eyebrow. "What?" Trish asks with a laugh.

"You should try parkour... the discipline that I use to keep myself in top
notch condition," Morrison says.

Trish presses her lips together and gives Morrison an unsure look. "I don't
even know what...ummm...parkour is."

"Parkour is a discipline based on successfully using ones surroundings to
overcome all
obstacles swiftly and efficiently with natural skills and ability, such as
jumping, climbing, running, rolling...." Morrison says.

Trish laughs a bit and lightly shakes her head. "Yeah...ummm that really
doesn't sound like me type of thing, you know..." Trish says as she moves her
hands slightly when she talks. "Beside...I use yoga for a more complex

"What reason is that?" Morrison asks.

Trish blushes a bit and looks her head. "You really want to know?"

"Yeah..." Morrison nods his head and smiles.

Trish lifts her brunette head and looks up at John Morrison, trying to avoid
eye contact with him. " helps me be one with my sexuality..."

Morrison grins, "I wouldn't have thought you'd have a problem with that since
you're hot as hell..." Morrison says, "Unless those yoga poses comes in handy
for more than just working on your flexibility..."

Trish nods her head and laughs, before she blushes and looks at John
Morrison. "I'm not going to comment on that...." Trish says and then shifts
her feet slightly. "But like I said...that parkour thing...isn't me..."

"How do you know?" Morrison asks with a smile, "It could help you with your
sexuality as well... by using the objects in your surrounding reach

Trish raises an eyebrow and looks at John Morrison with confusion. "What? No
way..." Trish says with a laugh.

"I could show you..." Morrison grins.

Trish pauses for a moment and bites down on her bottom lip "Seriously?"

"Yeah..." Morrison nods his head.

Trish thinks about it for a moment and then shrugs her shoulders. "Well...I
guess I could give it a try..."

"That's the spirit..." Morrison smiles as he proceeds to take off his jacket,
"Now... do you want to stay just in here... or go around the arena?" Morrison

Trish pauses once again and looks at John Morrison before she laughs again

"Well... I could show you here in your dressing room... or I can show you
around the arena..." Morrison smiles.

Trish presses her lips together. "What would you prefer?" Trish asks with a
smile. "I mean you are the expert with park-corm ...or whatever it's
called..." Trish says with a laugh.

"Never heard of park-corm... but I think it's best we go someplace with more
than just a couch and coffee table for your first taste of parkour..."
Morrison says.

Trish nods her head. "Alright...I'll let you lead the way then..."

* * *

A short time later in the Scott Trade Center's storage room, which is filled
with crates and trunks filled are items used for various events such as
hockey, concerts, mix-martial arts, wrestling and basketball, a naked Trish
Stratus is kneeling on top of two crates that are a foot apart and she is
also leaning back with her hands on top of the two crates. John Morrison is
standing in front of Trish, flicking his talented tongue against Trish's
perfectly shaven pussy while he slides his hands over her thighs and waist.

"Ohhhhhh shit...mmmmmm fuck..." Trish moans and closes her eyes as she licks
her lips, feeling Morrison's talented tongue working against her wet snatch.
Morrison pushes his tongue between Trish's pussy lips and starts to dart it
in and out of her cunt while he reaches around her to places his hands on
Trish's juicy ass cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh yeah..." Trish moans pleasurably as she rocks slightly on
the two crates, pushing against Morrison's tongue. Morrison bobs his head as
he works his tongue in and out of Trish's hot wet pussy while he gives her
ass a squeeze as she rocks on top of the two crates while she brings her
right hand forward to place it on top of Morrison's dark haired head.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh yeah...mmm..." Trish moans, already starting to breath
heavily with Morrison's skilled work of his tongue as she rocks against his
tongue and handsome face.

Morrison continues to lap his tongue against Trish's pussy as she runs her
right hand's fingers through his hair. Soon Morrison lifts his head up from
Trish's sweet snatch. "Lean all the war forward..." Morrison says as he takes
Trish's hands to help guide her forward while she remains kneeling on the two
crates, resulting in Trish's head being perfectly positioned near Morrison's
incredibly long and thick cock.

Trish licks her lips as her beautiful eyes lock on the sight of Morrison's
incredibly long and nicely thick shaft before she wraps her pouty lips around
his cock, taking the head into her mouth and starts to bob her brunette head
along the length of his shaft.

"Mmmmmm..." Morrison moans as Trish bobs her head up and down on his stiff
cock while Morrison guides her hands so that she can place them on his
gorgeous waist. As Trish sucks his dick, Morrison leans forward and again
reaches for Trish's ass to grope it as she blows him.

"Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Trish moans as her head smoothly bobs up and down
on his shaft, with her tongue brushing against the bottom side, gradually
picking up the pace as she sucks.

"Ahhhh mmmm..." Morrison moans as he gives Trish's ass a firm squeeze each
time she takes his cock all the way into her mouth. Trish's hands gently
moves against John Morrison's tanned and gorgeously muscular waist as she
slaps her tongue happily against his long shaft, continuing to bob her head
steadily and swiftly.

"Ahhhhh.... you sure you haven't practiced parkour before Trish?" Morrison
asks as he gives Trish's ass a playful smack as she sucks and slurps on his

"Mmmmmmm...." Trish moans around John Morrison's cock and shakes her head in
order to reply no to his question as she continues to perfectly and lustfully
suck on his large cock.

"Mmmmmm sure seems like you have...' Morrison grins as he stands up straight
and steps backward to pull his cock out of Trish's mouth. Morrison then helps
Trish off of the two crates before he steps over to a stack of metal folding
chairs that are laying on the floor. With his back facing them, Morrison
lowers him and places his hands on the chairs to keep his upper body elevated
while stretching his lower body. Trish moves towards Morrison and proceeds to
straddle his body and lowers herself down on his cock as Morrison keeps his
body rigid.

"Mmmmmmmmm...fuck.." Trish groans as she feels his cock sliding deeply up
into her wet pussy. Trish closes her eyes and begins to smoothly grind her
pussy down on his shaft, while starting to rock back and forth.

"Ahhhh mmmmm..." John Morrison groans as Trish places her hands on his rock
hard abs as she rocks back and forth on his cock while he keeps his body in
place in its current tilted-elevated position.

"Mmmmmmm....shit...ohhhhh yeah..." Trish moans as she continues to rock
forward on his cock, feeling his shaft deeply thrusting upward. Morrison
grits his teeth as he focuses his attention on using his arms to keep his
upper body elevated as Trish Stratus rocks and grinds herself on his cock.
When the former seven-time Women's Champion starts to bounce on his massive
cock, Morrison's arms nearly buckle.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmm that feels so good..." Trish moans as she moves up and down
on his cock, feeling his shaft starts to thrust upward.

"Ahhhh mmmm fuck..." Morrison groans as he moves just his hips to drive his
cock upward into Trish's cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Mmmmmm yeah...ohhhhhh!" Trish moans as she starts to rock at
quicker pace when Morrison thrusts up into her wet snatch. Morrison grits his
teeth as he lowers his body slightly to where his toned ass is resting on the
floor and he sits up perfectly so that he can place his hands on Trish's
large juicy tits as she bounces on his pistoning shaft.

"Ohhhhhhhh...mmmm shit...ohhhhhhhh!" Trish moans as she grinds down on his
shaft as she continues to rock on him.

Morrison licks his lips and lifts Trish up off of his cock. As both he and
Trish get to their feet, Morrison takes Trish by the hand to guide her over
to her the chain-link fence. "Climb on it... and hold on tight..." Morrison
grins before he starts to help Trish climb up part way on the fence. Once
Trish is on the fence with her fingers through the holes to hold herself,
Morrison places his hands on her hips to give her extra support as he guides
his cock back into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh shit!" Trish moans as she leans forward against the chain-link
fence with her body pressing against the cold twisted metal as she feels
Morrison pumping swiftly into her.

"Mmmmm ahhhh..." Morrison moans as he thrusts his cock in and out of Trish's
pussy while Trish lifts her legs to place her feet against the chain-link
fence so she can push back against Morrison's pistoning shaft.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh fuck...mmmm how am I doing?" Trish asks with her teeth
gritted, looking over her shoulder to push back against Morrison's shaft.

"Mmmm fucking incredible..." Morrison grunts as he keeps his hands perfectly
placed on Trish's hips as he drives his cock swiftly into her pussy. Trish
tights her grip with her fingers pressing firmly between the holes of the
chain-link fence as she rocks with her feet to pushes against his cock, with
the fence rattling against their movements.

"Ahhhhh mmmmm..." John Morrison licks his lips as Trish rocks back against
his pistoning cock as he fucks her against the chain-link fence with deep and
hard thrusts.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh shit John..." Trish moans as she begins to sweat, while
pushing against Morrison's cock.

Morrison slams his entire cock into Trish's cunt once more before he pulls
his cock out and helps her down from the chain-link fence. Once she's back on
her feet, Morrison guides Trish over to an equipment trunk and has her lift
right left up onto it before he guides his large cock back into her pussy as
Trish turns her upper body to where she can face Morrison and reach to place
her right hand on his left arm while placing her left hand on the equipment

"Ohhhhhhh! Mmmmmm yeah...ohhhhhhh!" Trish moans and seductively looks back at
John Morrison as she moves back and forth against his firm and quick thrusts.

"Mmmmmm fuck.... ahhh.... mixing in your yoga... awesome..." Morrison grunts
as he helps Trish balance herself on her left foot as he drives his cock
firmly into her pussy.

"Ohhhh of course...." Trish moans as she grinds back while leaning back
against Morrison, impressively stretching out her body. Morrison licks his
lips as Trish leans against him while he drives his cock balls deep into her
hot wet cunt.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh shit...this parkour thing is great!" Trish moans and licks
her lips as she continues to move back on Morrison's cock.

"Ahhhh told you so..." Morrison grunts and grins at Trish as he pounds her
pussy. Morrison looks up when notices a series of low hanging pipes and he
starts to pull his cock out of Trish's snatch even as Trish rams herself back
against him to keep his shaft inside of her.

"Mmmmmmm...not so fast..." Trish moans and laughs as she pushes back once
again on Morrison's cock, just as the head of his shaft leaves her pussy.

"Mmmmmm... I think you'll just love this..." Morrison laughs as he pulls his
cock out of Trish's pussy. He easily jumps on top of the equipment trunk from
a standing position, amazing Trish with his agility before he helps her up
onto the trunk. Before Trish can compliment him, Morrison starts to lift
Trish up towards the pipes running across the ceiling, "Grab one..." Morrison
says with a smirk.

Trish glances up at the set of pipes and the down at the floor below, before
turning her head to glance back at John Morrison. "Are you fucking crazy?!"
Trish asks.

"Nope..." Morrison grins up at Trish who again looks up at the pipes and then
down at the floor.

Trish shakes her head and nervously laughs. "There's no way I'm doing
that...I'll fall!"

"No you won't... I'll be up there with you..." Morrison says as he continues
to hold Trish up.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and nervously looks back at Morrison. "You
better catch me if I fall...."

"I will but you won't fall...' Morrison says as Trish reaches up and grabs
the lowest pipe even though she can reach the ones that are higher. Once
Trish is hanging from the pipe, Morrison jumps up and grabs a higher pipe and
hangs right in front of Trish, "Now.... wrap your legs around my waist...."
Morrison says.

Trish looks at Morrison and nods her head before she swings slightly using
her arms to push her body toward Morrison. After a few swings toward
Morrison, Trish manages to hook her gorgeous, smooth, tanned legs around his

Morrison licks his lips as Trish wraps her legs as tightly as possible around
his waist, "Now.... grab onto my shoulders... so you can really experience
parkour..." Morrison smiles.

Trish's beautiful eyes widen as she looks at Morrison, instinctively pressing
her legs tighter his muscular waist. "You're gonna hold me up!?"

"Yes I am..." Morrison says as he hangs easily from the pipe by holding onto
it. Trish takes a deep breath and lifts her hands from holding onto the pipe.
Trish then quickly jumps forward and places her hands tightly against John
Morrison's shoulders.

Morrison doesn't seem to show any strain as a result of Trish jumping forward
onto him. "Now...I think you can figure out... what to... ahhhh...' Morrison
lets out a groan as Trish manages to lower her hot wet pussy onto his cock
while she holds on tightly to his gorgeous body with her hands on his
shoulders and legs around his waist.

"Mmmmmmmm...." Trish deeply groans as she feels Morrison's long shaft once
against inside of her wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm.... ahhh now it's all you.... show me what you got Trish..." Morrison
says as before Trish starts to grind herself slowly on his cock. As Trish
gets more confidence in Morrison's amazing self control over his body in his
ability to hold both of them up by just holding the pipe above him, Trish
starts to build momentum as she rides him.

" sure you got this?" Trish moans and asks as she begins to
gradually quicken her pace, rocking back and forth on his cock.

"Ohhh yeah..." Morrison nods his head as Trish rocks quicker on his massive
cock and he amazes Trish by pulling himself upward performing a near perfect
chin up while they are both nearly eight feet above the floor.

"Ohhhhhhh shit...mmmmm damn John!" Trish moans as she starts to lustfully
grind against his shaft, sweat pouring off of her tanned, gorgeously toned

"Mmmmm ahhhh..." John Morrison moans as Trish starts to bounce on his cock,
as the mix of fear of falling combine with the ecstasy of new experiences she
is getting drives Trish beyond limits she thought possible.

"Ohhhhhh shit...ohhhhhhh!" Trish moans loudly as she bounces up and down on
his cock, grinding her pussy down sharply as she feels herself moving rapidly
on his cock, impaling her own pussy with his large shaft.

"Ahhhh mmmm.... yeah Trish..." Morrison groans as Trish is nearly slam-
fucking herself on his big hard cock while he continues to hold onto the
overhead pipe.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh shit...ohhhhh!" Trish moans loudly as she drops herself
down firmly on Morrison's cock, while sweat drips off of her body and her
breathing continues to become heavy.

"Mmmmmm..." John Morrison lets out a grunt as his cock starts to throb
slightly inside of Trish's snatch as the seven-time Women's Champion is
bouncing, rocking and grinding herself wildly on his cock even as she glances
down at the floor below her.

"Mmmmmm...this is so fucking hot..." Trish groans and leans her head back as
she removes her hands from Morrison's shoulders. Trish then, to Morrison's
surprise, starts to arch her body back slightly, with her legs still wrapped
around his waist.

"Ahhhh yes it is.... mmmmm fuck..." Morrison groans as he begins to move his
hips to thrust his cock into Trish's cunt as she continues to lean back until
she is nearly hanging upside down from his waist. Trish notices the equipment
trunk she was on early is just below her and she extends her arms to place
her hands on it's surface as Morrison pumps his throbbing cock into her
soaking wet snatch with just his hips.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh....awwwww.....fuck!" Trish moans as she begins to cum.
John Morrison licks his lips as he thrusts his cock in and out of Trish's
pussy as he keeps holding on the pipe above him while Trish's pussy juices
squirt on his massive pulsating tool. Trish closes her eyes and licks her
lips as she lightly grinds against his cock as he continues to thrust
downward into her soaking wet snatch.

"Mmmmm.... ahhhh...." Morrison moans as he thrusts his cock into Trish's
pussy while she hangs upside down from his waist. Trish then surprises
Morrison by unwrapping her legs from his waist, and smoothly flipping
downward onto her knees on top of the equipment trunk. As Morrison is about
to let go of the pipe, Trish stands up on the equipment trunk and reaches up
to wrap both of her hands on Morrison's throbbing shaft.

Trish Stratus glances up at Morrison with a smirk. "Don't come down yet..."
Trish says with a wink before she leans her head toward Morrison's cock and
wraps her pouty lips around the head of his throbbing shaft, as she starts to
bob her head.

"Mmmm fuck..." Morrison moans as Trish bobs her head on just the top portion
of his cock while she strokes the shaft with both hands.

"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm" Trish moans and closes her eyes as she turns her head
lightly on the tip of Morrison's cock, bobbing her head easily and smoothly.

"Ahhhhh.... awwww..." Morrison moans as his cock now starts to erupt, and
within seconds, Trish's mouth is over flowing with the Prince of Parkour's
warm, salty spunk.

"Mmmmmmmm...." Trish moans and gently taps the bottom side of his shaft with
her tongue as she lets the warm cum flood into her mouth and down her throat.

"Mmmm ahhh...' Morrison groans as he continues to fill Trish's mouth with
cum. When Trish thinks he's spent, another spurt of his jizz shoots into her
mouth. Eventually Morrison is completely spent and Trish releases his shaft
from her mouth and hands so that he can drop down from the pipe he's been
hanging on to.

Trish licks her lips clean and opens her eyes to look at John Morrison with a
smirk on her face. "Hmmm...I might have to start trying out this parkour

"Will that be before or after you show me what yoga can do?" Morrison asks
with a smirk.

Trish raises an eyebrow and smirks. "You really want to find out?"

"It's only fair... I showed you what parkour can do..." Morrison grins.

Trish nods her head and smiles. " about after I beat Vickie
Guerrero tonight, you stop by and I'll show you everything there is to know
about yoga..."

John Morrison smirks, "Sounds... Stratusfying to me..."


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