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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



Sunny Partnership
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

At the ECW Arena on the corner of Swanson and Ritner in South Philadelphia on
February 21, 1998, the third annual CyberSlam event is taking place, and in
the backstage area, ECW Tag Team Champion Lance Storm, wearing red and black
tights, is heading to the locker room after defeating his tag team partner
and hated rival Chris Candido in a hard fought match that saw Lance defeat
Candido with Candido's own 'Blond Bombshell' top-rope power bomb finisher.
"Okay... beat him tonight... now just to do it again on the first in the
Dream Tag Team partner match... " Lance says as he enters the locker room
where he stops in the doorway when he sees Candido's fianc‚ and WWF Diva
Sunny, wearing a red and black low cut top and skirt, leaning against the
lockers as she twirls Lance's Hard Rock Caf‚ shirt around with her finger.
"You may want to get out of here..."

Sunny presses her pouty lips together and looks at Lance Storm for a moment.
"Now that was rude..." Sunny says with a smirk "Should you be talking to me
that way since I will be your tag team partner..."

"Excuse me?" Lance asks with a bit of confusion, "You want to be my tag team
partner?"

Sunny nods her head and smiles "Yeah..." Sunny replies as she stops twirling
the t-shirt with her finger.

"I'm probably going to regret asking... but why should I team with you
against your boyfriend Chris and his partner Shane Douglas?" Lance asks.

"I don't like to be bossed around..." Sunny says and then shrugs her
shoulders "I like to do what I want, when I want..."

"I don't know... your reputation of being a backstabber is well known..."
Lance says.

Sunny presses her lips together and frowns "I'm hurt.."

"I'm sorry but you have to admit what you're proposing is very... unusual...
how do I know I can even trust you?" Lance asks.

Sunny raises an eyebrow "Trust?" Sunny pauses and laughs "That shouldn't be
an issue....all you should care about is winning."

"That is what I'm concerned about... and I need a tag team partner that I
know has my back..." Lance replies.

"You really think that Chris will be able to focus when he sees me on the
other side?"

"No... but I fell for his tricks before last month when Bigelow rejoined the
Triple Threat... and considering how paranoid he has gotten because you
selected me to be his tag team partner when he needed one to win the ECW Tag
Team Championship... I need a real good reason to even consider taking you on
as my partner for the pay-per-view..."

Sunny raises an eyebrow and slyly smirks. "Oh...you need a reason?"

"Yeah I do..." Lance replies.

Sunny starts to approach him and licks her lips "Well if that's what you
want, I can do that...Sunny can do anything..."

"Well show me..." Lance says.

Sunny nods her head and tosses her gorgeous blond hair back before she lowers
herself to kneel in from on Lance Storm and starts to lower his wrestling
tights.

Lance looks down at the WWF Diva as she tugs down his wrestling tights, and
after several moments, Lance's cock is freed and Sunny instantly sees that
the Canadian wrestler is larger than her boyfriend.

The seductive and manipulatively playful Sunny places her left hand around
his cock and begins to move her hand back and forth on his cock.

"Mmmmm..." Lance groans as Sunny smoothly strokes his cock with her left hand
while she pulls his tights all the way down to his feet with her right hand.

Sunny seductively smiles up at him and starts to slide her tongue against the
head of his cock, brushing her saliva on the head of his cock.

"Mmmm..." Lance moans as Sunny slides her tongue over and around the head of
his cock as it becomes fully hardened.

Sunny slyly looks up at Lance Storm before she parts her sultry lips and
takes his cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around his cock and begins
to bob her head.

"Ahhhh..." Lance Storm groans as Sunny bobs her head smoothly back and forth
on his dick.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmmm...." Sunny moans as she perfectly bobs her head back
and forth on his cock, with her moist lips brushing down his shaft.

"Ahhhh awwww..." Lance groans as Sunny sucks and slurps on his large and
meaty dick.

Sunny places her hands onto his toned waist and swiftly bobs her head back
and forth, taking him deeper into his cock as she works her tongue slyly on
his shaft.

"Mmmmmm..." Lance Storm moans as Sunny sucks his dick at a brisk and eager
pace.

Sunny sits up higher on her knees and steadily bobs her head along his shaft,
letting her saliva drip down on his cock.

"Ahhhh..." Lance moans as Sunny drops her head repeatedly down on his cock.

Sunny turns her head and grinds her luscious lips on his cock, while she
completely takes him into her stunning mouth.

"Mmmmm..." Lance licks his lips slightly as Sunny completely deep throats his
entire dick and holds it within her mouth.

Sunny looks up at Lance Storm and slaps her tongue against the bottom side of
his cock, while she holds him deeply.

"Mmmmm..." Lance groans as he looks down at Sunny as she slowly begins to
lift her head up off of his dick.

Sunny slyly licks her teeth and starts to lift her top to expose her nicely
rounded and juicy, tanned tits.

Lance places his hands on his waist as he watches Sunny tosses her top aside
before she stands up and lowers her skirt.

Sunny seductively sways her hips from side to side as she lowers her skirt to
expose her nicely shaved pussy. Sunny guides the skirt down and steps out of
the skirt, kicking it aside. "I'll show you why I am the best choice..."

Lance Storm nods his head as Sunny steps over to the locker room bench and
kneels on it. Lance steps behind the stunning WWF Diva and guides his cock
into her hot wet and tight snatch.

"Mmmmmmmmm..." Sunny groans and licks her lips as she starts to push back
against his cock immediately.

"Ahhhhh..." Lance places his hands on Sunny's gorgeous hips as he thrusts his
cock in and out of Sunny's twat.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhh yeah...ohhhhhhh..." Sunny moans and leans her head back
as she starts to move swiftly on her hands and knees.

"Awwww..." Lance groans as he thrusts his cock deeper and harder into Sunny's
pussy as she rocks back against him, resulting in her ass smacking against
his toned waist.

"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhh!" Sunny moans as her tilts sway back and forth as she
feels his cock steadily pumping into her.

"Awwww ahhhh..." Lance Storm moans as he drives his cock repeatedly into her
twat.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh shit...ohhhhhh!" Sunny moans and eagerly pushes back
against his cock.

The ECW Tag Team Champion grits his teeth as he plows his cock nonstop into
Sunny's pussy as she rocks back and forth on top of the bench.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhh yeah...ohhhhhh yeah!" Sunny moans and eagerly grinds back
against his cock.

"Ahhhhh awww..." Lance groans as Sunny grinds her pussy against his pistoning
cock. After a series of stiff thrusts, Lance pulls out of Sunny's cunt and
turns her over on the bench. Lance lifts Sunny's legs on to his shoulders and
guides his cock back into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh..." Sunny moans and arches her back slightly as she feels his
cock beginning to once again thrust into her, causing her to slide on the
surface.

"Mmmmmm awwww..." Lance moans as he thrusts his cock in and out of Sunny's
cunt. Placing his hands just above Sunny's thighs, Lance pulls Sunny towards
himself as he hammers her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh..ohhhhhh shit...ohhhhhh yeah...." Sunny moans and pushes against
his thrusting cock.

Despite having a hard fought match with Chris Candido a short while ago,
Lance Storm shows impressive stamina as he keeps a swift pace of firmly
pumping his cock into Sunny's pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh...ohhhhh fuck..." Sunny moans and moves her gorgeous body
in perfect motion with his cock.

"Mmmmmm.... ahhh..." Lance groans as he thrusts his cock in and out of
Sunny's pussy as her legs slip off of his shoulders.

Sunny licks her teeth and grinds her pussy against his shaft as she feels his
cock starting to slowly pull out.

Lance pushes Sunny forward on the bench, giving himself enough to sit on the
end of it. He then turns Sunny over onto her stomach and pushes her legs off
the sides of the bench before pulling her back towards himself. As Sunny
places her hands flat on the bench to push up her upper body, Lance guides
his cock into her gorgeous ass.

"Mmmmmmmmm....fuck..." Sunny seductively groans and licks her lips as she
pushes back against cock, feeling his cock entering into her nicely tight
asshole.

Lance keeps his hands on Sunny's hips as he begins to thrust his cock in and
out of her asshole while she is able to place her feet flat on the locker
room in order to perfectly brace herself for each of his thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh..ohhhhhhh shit..." Sunny moans and licks her lips as she eagerly
moves against his cock, grinding back.

"Ahhhh..." Lance groans as he thrusts his dick firmly into Sunny's asshole.
With her feet planted on the floor, Sunny starts to use her legs as leverage
to bounce her ass back against Lance's cock.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhh...." Sunny moans and grits her teeth as she
steadily pushes back, with her juicy and gorgeous ass loudly smacking against
his waist.

"Awww..." Lance Storm moans as he hammers Sunny's ass with deep and firm
thrusts.

"Ohhhhhhhhh...awwwww....awwwww fuck...." Sunny moans and throws her head back
as she pushes back repeatedly on his cock.

Lance stands up so that he's straddling the bench, and with his new position,
Sunny has to grip the sides of the bench as Lance's thrusts become even
harder.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh...." Sunny moans and licks her teeth as she firmly
pushes back against his cock.

"Ohhhhh ahhhh..." Lance groans as he hammers Sunny's asshole with very deep
thrusts, even as his cock begins to throb slightly.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhh yeah...ohhhhhhh...mmmmmmm!" Sunny lustfully groans and
licks her lips.

The sound of Sunny's ass smacking against Lance's waist echoes in the locker
room as the well-hung Canadian increases the intensity of his thrusts as he
fucks the WWF's blond bombshell

"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhh..." Sunny moans and sharply moves back against his cock.

"Mmmmm... ahhhh..." Lance grunts as he pounds Sunny's ass as the throbbing of
his cock continues to increase. Lance pulls out of Sunny's asshole and helps
her step over the locker room bench. As Sunny kneels on the floor, Lance
steps over the bench and begins to stroke his cock as the WWF looks up at his
sweat covered toned body.

Sunny licks her teeth and looks up at Lance Storm as she proceeds to open her
mouth to take the head of his cock into her mouth.

"Ahhhhh... awwww..." Lance Storm moans as he begins to cum and he proceeds to
fill up Sunny's eager mouth with his jizz.

Sunny wraps her luscious lips around his cock and begins to bob her head back
and forth, letting his warm cum flow to the back of her mouth.

"Ahhhh... mmmmm..." Lance groans as Sunny bobs her head on his cock as she
milks it to get every ounce of cum that he can produce.

Sunny unwraps her lips from around his cock and lifts her head off of his
cock with a sly smirk.

"All right... you can be my tag team partner in the Dream Partner Tag Match
at the pay-per-view..." Lance Storm says as he looks down at Sunny.

"Good..." Sunny says with a smirk.

* * *

Later on as a chaotic nine-man tag team match takes place in the ring, Sunny
casually leans against the partly open door to the Triple Threat's private
dressing room, acting as if she's adjusting her hair while talking to ECW
Champion Shane Douglas, "You got him to agree?"

Sunny smirks slyly and looks at Shane Douglas "Of course I did, you think I'm
an amateur?"

"Just making sure," Shane laughs slyly, "It's a good thing Chris was knocked
silly earlier, cause if he knew the plan, he'd go ballistic..."

Sunny rolls her eyes "Please...he thinks he controls me...I control him.."

"Oh I know you do..." Shane laughs before he looks over his shoulder, "Hmmm
he's coming around, you want to come in and check on him?"

Sunny places her hands onto her hips "I suppose..."

"When I get my hands on Lance... I'm gonna rip him apart... and who does
Sunny think she is... not telling me who his partner is!" Chris Candido yells
from within the locker room.

"Chris... chill the fuck out..." Bam Bam Bigelow says.

"Yeah, you're going to have a stroke or something..." Francine adds.

"On second thought..." Shane Douglas says to Sunny, "Maybe we better keep him
in the dark..."

Sunny smirks, "If you insist...I guess I can go... plan with Lance for the
pay-per-view..."

Shane raises an eyebrow and then laughs slyly, "Don't enjoy it too much..."

* * *

Meanwhile, Lance Storm is talking with Al Snow who is holding 'Head', "So
that's it, I'm thinking the Triple Threat is trying to pull a fast one on me
like they did to Taz recently...and if that's the case..." Lance says before
he's cut off.

"You need a back up plan, don't worry, I got your back..." Al says before he
looks down to the head, "What? Of course you're going to be there..." Al says
and pauses as if listening to the mannequin head, "You're mad I didn't say
'we'? Come on give me a break!" Al says and he turns to walk away from Lance
as he continues to argue with 'Head'.

Lance Storm takes a deep breath after seeing what he just saw, "Wow.... I am
in a world of trouble if my suspicions are right..."

-END-


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