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I am back after a lengthy layoff mainly due to work keeping me very busy.
Upon my return I will focus nearly all my stories on the lovely Debra
Marshall (or McMichael or Williams) because I think she's the most beautiful
diva in the history of wrestling and this is my way of expressing that.
Please enjoy this story. Thanks.

The Real Main Event Part 1
by Dr. Feel Good (DFG)

I flew in from New York to Houston, Texas on Sunday April 1, 2001 for
WrestleMania X-7 to meet with WWF wrestling superstar Steve Austin about
his acting career. I had started working as an actor on All My Children
six months earlier. I met Steve at a show in New York and we talked every
so often after that. He invited me to be his guest at WrestleMania, so I
took him up on the offer and made my way out there. I advised Steve that
it was a good time for him to do acting because his career was peaking and
it's important to capitalize on that. I was a huge wrestling fan so it was
a thrill to be able to be at WrestleMania.

I arrived at the Astrodome at around 4pm or so and I met with Steve only
briefly. I also met his wife Debra for the second time, also a WWF performer,
although she was a late scratch from the WrestleMania card. She was hot, as
all WWF girls are, but there was something special about this one. The ass,
the tits, the legs - she had everything. I mostly hung out backstage with the
majority of the wrestlers that were watching the matches on the main screen
they had back there. With Steve talking to The Rock and some agents about
their main event match coming up later, Debra walked up to me.

She was wearing one of her trademark black business suits, showing some
cleavage with a short skirt and her shapely legs rounding out the outfit.
She mostly talked to me about the soap I was on, but then the conversation
took a different turn.

"Doug, I was wondering if you could do me a favor."

"What's that?" I asked.

"When Steve wrestles I usually watch the match in his private dressing room
because sometimes I get nervous and I don't want other people around. I was
wondering if it wouldn't be too much trouble if you could watch with me?"

"Um," I stumbled due to being surprised by what she was asking, "I guess so
if it's okay with Steve."

She took my arm, then pulled me over to the side where it was a bit more

"Steve's in his own world right now. He doesn't really care about me or
anybody else." She confessed to me while looking upset.

"I don't know about that. You're married after all." I told her.

"Yeah, but he won't let me have a career on screen anymore. Vince brought me
back to manage The Rock for this storyline, I was going to be a part of the
main event and then because of Steve bitching to Vince I was taken out of
that spot. Now he expects me to just sit back here with a smile on my face
while I'm bored out of my mind? Fuck that." She was angered, and with good

"Look Debra, I know you're frustrated, but I don't know if I'm the person to
tell this to. We barely know eachother at this point, after all." I said,
explaining to her.

"That's why I want you to watch the match with me privately, sugar." She had
a twinkle in her eye. "I love watching you on your show. Meeting you like
this, I feel like a kid in a candy store. I have acting aspirations of my
own, ya know. Since my career here doesn't seem to be going anywhere, maybe
you could give me some tips." She looked around, then noticed we were pretty
much in a private place. She undid one of the two buttons on her top showing
me a lot more cleavage. Using my chin, she tilted my head down so I was now
staring at her tits.

"So Doug, will you join me"

I felt choked up a bit, shocked at how flirtatious was, but I wasn't about
to complain. "Uh sure, I think I can do that," I assured her. "Steve won't
know about this right?" I asked, just to make sure.

She buttoned her top again, then replied with a smile. "No, he'll be in the
ring for 45 minutes and with all the entrances it'll be an hour or so until
he gets back here. So we'll have plenty of time"

"Okay," I said. "I guess I'll see you a bit later then."

"Can't wait," she smirked at me.

* * *

At 8:35pm local time, I was backstage in the cafeteria area mingling with
some of the other wrestlers when Steve came up to me. "Hey man, I'm gonna go
meet with Rock, Vince and the ref to go over the match one last time before
we go out there. I'll see you after the show, alright?"

"Alright man, have fun out there." I told him.

"Oh," he continued, "and Debra told me you're gonna watch the match with her.
I appreciate that. She gets nervous. You know women, right?"

"Ha, of course," I said half heartedly.

He went in the other direction while I went in the direction of Steve's
locker room where I assumed Debra was waiting for me. I was hesitant about
going because while I had the feeling she was interested in me sexually I
wasn't totally sure, so I went in thinking about not making the wrong move.

* * *

The room was in a private area with only Vince and The Rock's rooms nearby,
so with all of them involved in the main event I knew it was secluded. I
knocked on the door. From inside I heard her tell me to come in. When I
opened the door I saw Debra sitting on a big soft chair with her gorgeous
legs stretched out onto an ottoman. She was rubbing them with some kind of
cream. "Lock the door, please." She said while not even looking at me. I
did, then I walked over to the couch that was adjacent to the chair she was
on. I was staring right at her massaging her legs. She glanced over to me
noticing her, then looked back at the TV.

"You see this crap?" She yelled, pointing at the TV. "They won't let me be
a part of the match, but they have no problem sticking me in the video
package. What a way to treat your wife, huh?"

I didn't know what to say, so I just sat there silently.

"Enough about that, though. Let's talk about something more pleasant." She
kicked the ottoman away, then sat up in the chair with her amazing legs
crossed. "I'm really happy you came to Houston and you decided to join me
here now. I'm such a huge fan of your show. You really are my favorite
character; I'm not just saying that."

"Thank you. We've got great writers and they do a good job with the stories."
I continued to stare at her amazing body.

"Don't be so modest, honey. Your character Chase is great because of you. I
love the character. He sees the women he wants, then he gets them no matter
who they are and how tough it may be. I love everything about him, especially
that body of yours." She continued while I blushed. "Judging by the way you
were looking at me earlier, I think we've got some sort of mutual admiration
society here, huh?"

"I guess you could say that."

"Question is, what are we going to do about it?" She asked while getting up
off the chair and walking over to me on the couch. She sat down beside me,
her legs crossed again.

"You're a very beautiful woman, Debra, I hope you know that." I said, looking
into her eyes. She grabbed my hand while I continued, "If you don't know that
then your husband is doing a bad job."

"He just doesn't understand my needs," she confessed.

"Like what?"

"Like how my legs need some attention." She put my hand on her right leg,
then moved it up her leg so it was under her skirt. "And my lips, they
feel so lonely sometimes." She leaned in towards my face and kissed me
passionately on the lips. "Mmmmmm. You know what else wants attention?"
She leaned back, then unbuttoned the two buttons on her top, opened it up
and showed me her giant tits being held by her black bra. "My tits. They
want all of your attention."

I reached for them with my hand, caressing them while still in the bra. She
put her hands on me and undid the buttons on my shirt, rubbing her hands
along my chest.

"I guess we've got a mutual love of the chest too, huh?" I said to her

The talking stopped while I threw her jacket to the ground and she threw my
shirt off. We kissed again with her laying on top of me on the couch. I went
to take off her bra, but she stopped me, wanting to do it at another time.
Instead she reached for the belt on my pants, undoing that and sliding my
pants down. She turned around so I could take off her short skirt and we
were left with her in bra and panties while I had my boxers on. We kissed
each other again, this time sloppily with our tongues flying around in each
ohter's mouths and a lot more aggression on both of our parts.

She got up again, standing in front of me as I sat on the couch with my legs
slightly open. "You know," she said, "I always fantasized about kissing you,
but what I really want is for you to fuck me like an animal. Don't hold back.
I want it rough. I need it rough. Can you do that for me?"

"Oh yeah, baby. Whatever you want. Now let me see those tits."

I slid my boxers down so my hard dick was right in her face. She gently
stroked it, then stuck her chest down so my cock was rubbing up against her
tits. She moved her melons around in all different directions while thrusting
my cock into them. She unclipped her bra, then threw it to the ground. Her
puppies were free. My dick was getting harder as she rubbed it between,
around and on top of her tits. "Oh yeah, Debra, just like that," I encouraged
her. She rubbed it all over her tits, then she would put it in her mouth and
suck on it. After about a minute of titty play, she really dropped down in
front of me and looked at me with a smile. "Time for a snack."

The way she sucked my cock it was like she had never seen one before. My body
was rock hard and so was my cock thrusting deep in her mouth. She used every
technique imaginable from sticking both lips on it like a lollipop to using
her tongue to flick it constantly, teasing me to no end.

"You're such a fucking tease, Debra," I said to her with a smile. "Come on
baby, take it all in."

She looked at me smiling, her mouth wrapped around my cock and her hands
caressing my balls. She bobbed her head back and forth, sucking, licking and
gently biting my cock every way possible. I could feel it hitting the back
of her mouth and I could also hear her struggling a bit to take it all in,
obviously not accustomed to having such a huge object in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned.

"Quite a mouthful, huh?" I smirked.

I could sense she giggled a bit, but that didn't stop her from her goal of
making me shoot a load of cum in her mouth. She leaned forward even more
from her position on her knees, stroked my cock and I finally let out the
explosion of cum in her mouth. She swallowed it all, wiping some from her
mouth while looking up at me with a huge grin on her face.

She lay prone on the floor. "That was..." she said while taking a deep
breath, "the best dick I've ever seen in my life. Unbelievable...just
fucking unbelievable." She stuck her hand up to get me to lift her up.
She was obviously tired, so I carried her and placed her on the chair.
She pointed to her panties that were still on. I got the message. I
knew she liked it aggressive, so I quickly pulled down her panties with
my right hand and started to rub her clit with my fingers.

"Ooooooooooooooooh," she moaned.

"What about my hands?" I asked while positioning my face lower, close to her
pussy. "Unbelievable?"


I went down in a fury with my tongue deep in her clit. I knew she wanted it
rough, so that's what I did to her. I cupped her ass with my two hands in
order to get even deeper inside of her.


My tongue was really deep in there, licking the sides of her clit as well as
the inner parts. I managed to get my right finger in there too to increase
the pressure. She was moaning and cursing up a storm while I continued.

"Jesus fucking Christtttttttt! OH GOD, OH GODDDDDDDDDDD!"

I kept on licking away while also gently biting the edge of her clit. I could
feel her getting really wet.

"FUCK!" She kept on yelling. "Get inside of me! NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"

Not one to let a fan down, I got on top of her. With her on her back and her
legs spread open I put my rock hard cock deep into her wet pussy as hard as
I possibly could. I knew that any woman that likes it physical loves this
position, so I really put a lot of pressure to give it to her hard. She was
a loud one too.

"That' like it! OOHHHHHHHHHHH!"

From my position on top I was able to reach down with my hands to massage her
tits. As much as I loved her entire body it was her tits that I loved most
and I really wanted to fuck them. She could tell too. "You'll get your chance
hun, just keep going." Aggressively I added more pressure by now grabbing the
sides of her hips and pushing them inward to make me feel all of me. Her
verbal communication let me know I was doing a good job.

"So good! So fucking good! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Harder!"

I reached for her hands and lifted her up so she was sitting on me while I
was on the ottoman. With my hands clutching her back and my mouth joining
hers as we kissed aggressively, I continued to ram my cock deep up into her
pussy. My cock was very stiff now and ready to blow, but I kept on going as
long as I could.


After another fifteen seconds or so I could feel another load coming on, I
whispered it to her to let her know and she pushed off me, then went to my
cock with her mouth and took a second shot into her pearly whites. This time
she spit.

As she wiped her mouth I couldn't help but say something, "you're just a cum
guzzling slut aren't you?"

"I am," she said with a grin. "But sometimes I spit."

With our bodies tired a bit after such a rigorous workout, we turned to face
the TV to see how the Austin/Rock match was going. We both glanced over at a
clock to see it was 9:30pm local time meaning we had another fifteen minutes
or so before Steve came back. I brought her lips close to mine and kissed her
some more. Even though my cock had been worked a lot during our evening I
knew I had more left in me and I really wanted to fuck her tits.

"Debra," I began to say politely. "We still got some time to..."

"I know, sugar," she winked at me as she spoke in her cute southern drawl.
"That's our main event. We have to save the best for last." Now we both had
enormous smiles on our faces.

With me sitting back on the she kneeled down in front of me, bending forward
with her tits. She rubbed on my cock again to keep it hard, which was not a
problem. This woman could get me hard in mere seconds. She cupped her breasts
together, then lowered them down against my cock. I stuck my right hand down
to my cock and started beating her tits with it ever so gently.

"Now you're teasing me, huh?" She smiled.

"Payback's a bitch," was all I could muster in return. We both kind of

She spread apart her tits and I rammed my very hard cock in between them. It
felt at home. She kept squeezing her tits close together while I continued to
push my throbbing dick upwards in her direction. Every few seconds she would
take her tits away and lick my dick.

"This feels sooooooooooooooooooo good." I assured her.

Debra obviously felt the same way because she kept the pressure coming with
her tits. I could tell she had experience at it, but I never had fucked a
pair of tits like this before either. They were amazing. I could tell that
she felt the same way about my dick. It was the perfect match. The pace of
the titty fuck picked up a bit as I leaned forward so I was basically sitting
in front of her and she was bobbing up and down like she was when she was
sucking me off. You could hear a loud "SMACK!" as she thrashed all over my
member with her giant melons. If you could take a picture of paradise this
would be it for me. It went on for several minutes.

"Don't," she said while panting, "cum on me again...cum inside me." She took
her tits off of my cock, then rubbed it with her hand while smiling at me.
"Over here, so Steve can see the big fucking grin on my face."

I quickly found out what she meant as she walked over to the TV, placed her
hands against the casing that was holding the TV and bent over in front of
me with her wonderfully built butt. I had a grin on my face like I was a
lion about to feast on a dead carcass. I clutched her hips with my hands and
I didn't know where she wanted it, whether it was the clit or the ass. I
decided on the clit since I'd been there before and I figured she wanted to
end our glorious fuck fest in a familiar place.

"Steve, you piece of shit" she yelled aloud I guess in the direction of her
husband on the TV, "this is how you fuck a woman!"

I wasn't about to question her sanity, so I thrusted inside of her pussy with
my very experienced penis as she let out a huge moan.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh! More, baby...more!"

She got her wish. I placed my hands inside of her hips while inserting my
cock deeper into her vagina. While I knew she enjoyed it, I could sense that
she was tiring. I decided to keep going aggressively because that's what she
wanted earlier.

"Smack my ass, Doug! Smack it!"


I didn't do it too hard because I was too busy penetrating inside of her.
Then I decided to do it again.


Her pussy was becoming very wet again while I could feel myself ready to



Knowing the end was going to be near I thrust myself deeper inside of her.
I had never felt this stiff before and I could guarantee that she never felt
it this good before.



I was ready to blow, so I tapped her hip to let her know.


With every ounce of energy I had I let out one final surge of white liquid
into her wet pussy.


Finally, our bodies became calm as every last drop of my climax had shot into
her body. I quickly realized we didn't have protection, but she assured me it
was okay and that she had taken precautions. "We're safe, hon."

Almost simultaneously the bell had rung in the Austin/Rock match. Austin won
somehow, but it was far from my mind. Debra turned herself around and we
kissed eachother again. Neither of us wanted to stop, but we knew we had to.

"I could fuck you all night," I told her matter of factly.

"Good, because tomorrow they're having a rematch," she said referring to
Austin and Rock. "And so are we."

"Sounds like a plan," I said with a smile from ear to ear.

* * *

Five minutes had passed and we could hear people running around backstage.
We both had our clothes back on, fixed up our hair, cleaned up the room and
made it look like we were just sitting around talking for the past hour. We
opened the door as we waited there for Steve to return. Some people were
nearby so we couldn't touch eachother anymore, but we did have one final

"By the way, sugar, our rematch tomorrow night is going to have a special
guest," she told me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, wondering what in the world she was talking

"I'm not the only All My Children fan in the women's locker room." Then she
looked out into the crowd of people while eyeing one very good looking blonde
in the crowd, "Trish, she's a sweetheart don't you think?"

While the thought of fucking both Debra and Trish at the same time entered
into my mind, Steve came back to our area. Debra gave him a peck on the cheek
as he handed me the World Heavyweight Title to look at.

"What did you two think? How was the match?" Steve asked us even though he
had no idea that we didn't watch any of it.

"It was great honey," Debra assured her husband, obviously lying through her

"Lots of non-stop action, man. It was the best match I've ever seen." I
figured might as well continue the lie. "Debra and I enjoyed it."

"Oh yeah," she added, "all of it. I loved every second of it. Especially the
climax." She looked over to me and winked. I really, really liked this woman.

The night continued as the company's annual WrestleMania party began. I stood
there alone thinking about the night I just had and the night that was ahead
of me. How did I ever get so lucky?
_ _ _

Thanks for reading. There will be a part two of this featuring both Debra and
Trish Stratus, so please look for that in the near future.

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