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Now... Kristi and Dice present:

The Road Diary Of Trish Stratus Part 39: Lost In Stratusfaction
by Kristi (
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (

In Richmond Hill, Ontario Canada, at the home of former WWE Diva and
impressively achieved seven-time WWE Women's Champion, Trish Stratus and her
husband Ron; the retired Canadian native is inside the master bedroom of her
home as she is gathering up some dirty laundry from the hamper and tossing
the items of clothing into the laundry basket.

Trish sighs as she sets the laundry basket down on the floor and walks over
to the nightstand on her side of the bed. Trish reaches down and opens the
top drawer, bending over slightly. She reaches into the top night stand
drawer and removes the black bounded notebook known as her Road Diary, from
when she traveled around the world with the WWE. Trish bites down on her
bottom lip as she runs her left hand against the cover of the notebook and
raises an eyebrow, knowing full well that her husband, Ron, has already
left for work.

Trish lightly moistens her lips with her tongue before she sits down on the
edge of the bed and starts to open the front of her Road Diary. Trish slides
her right hand through her soft and smooth, gorgeous brunette hair back she
starts to skip through the pages of the notebook.

* * *

July 12, 2000

Dear Diary,

Have you ever found someone so incredibly attractive, but for whatever reason
that you do not why? I recently found myself in that dilemma. For weeks and
weeks now, I have found Sean Waltman, aka X-Pac, so frickin' hot that
probably if the opportunity presented itself I would go for it, without a
second thought. However, against the better judgment of who I like to term my
"Road Mother" Lisa, famously known as the incredible Ivory, I have tried to
stay as far away from him. Lisa has told me a few things that are so pleasant
about him, but the urge is just too strong to resist. I knew I had to just
feed that desire.

So, I was in the process of heading home after two weeks straight on the road
and I was absolutely tired. But a slight problem happened, I was stuck in the
airport due to a really bad thunderstorm, imagine my luck. Oh but it get
worse...or maybe better? I don't know what's the right term. Because of the
cancelled flight and it being late in the night, no more flights were headed
out, so I was stranded in the airport. It's a good thing Lisa wasn't
traveling with me for this tour, because Sean happened to be on my same
flight that got cancelled due to the thunderstorm and he was also stranded.
And well...let's just say the opportunity came about and I took it...

* * *

Backstage at the arena in San Jose California, on the afternoon of July 10,
20001, Trish Stratus is talking with fellow Diva Lisa 'Ivory' Moretti. "So
when are you going to stop being a lazy manager and become a full time
wrestler?" Ivory asks as she teases Trish who lately has been getting into
six-person tag team matches with Test and Albert against Lita and The Hardy

Trish Stratus presses her lips together and laughs. "Well...I'm getting
there...I mean I am still really nervous when getting into the ring, I mean
like what if I look like an idiot or something.." Trish says.

"Did you watch WrestleMania where Stacy and Terri had their little 'match',
trust me, you got nothing to worry about... except finding a top that you
won't pop out of..." Ivory says teasingly.

Trish blushes a bit and laughs. "Is it really that bad?" Trish asks.

Ivory grins, "Are you asking me about Stacy and Terri's match or the fact all
your tops look two sizes too small?"

Trish shyly lowers her head and presses her shoulders. "
tops..." Trish replies and innocently looks up at Ivory. "I don't really
dress in those...I mean you see me all the time when I' know not in

Ivory laughs slightly, "Trish I'm teasing... but remember I've seen your
luggage when you've roomed with me..."

Trish presses her lips together and nods her head. "What?" Trish replies
innocently. "I'm young...and well I don't want to be arrogant, but I am
pretty hot...I should be able to have some fun, right?" Trish asks.

Ivory smirks, "Trish are you saying that I'm old?" Ivory asks.

"What?" Trish asks and then nervously laughs. "No..not at all!" Trish bites
down on her bottom lip. "Anyway...ummm back on the topic of me wrestling in
the ring.." Trish says, quickly trying to change the subject, "Do you that
maybe you could help me out, Lisa? I mean you know so much and it would be
amazing if you helped me out and you know...trained me" Trish says with a
sincere smile on her face.

"Oh sure... I can train you no problem..." Ivory answers with a smirk as Sean
'X-Pac' Waltman comes around a corner.

"Careful Trishie... Lisa likes using whips and ball-gags when training
people..." X-Pac says with a smirk.

Ivory rolls her eyes as she looks X-Pac, "Stuff it Sean..."

"Oh is that an invitation... I think I can sneak you into the boys' locker
room after RAW..." X-Pac says before he looks at Trish, "And you too..."

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and blushes a bit as she looks at X-Pac,
locking her beautiful eyes on the WWF Superstar full of bad-boy desire.
"Ummm...hey Sean..." Trish says softly.

"Mmmmm tell me Trishie... you ever done it in the boys locker room..." X-Pac
asks as he clearly checks out Trish.

"Sean leave her alone... go bother Terri..." Ivory says.

X-Pac looks at Ivory, "Which one? Runnels or Poch?" X-Pac asks with a smirk.

"Either..." Ivory answers.

Trish presses her pouty lips together and locks her eyes with X-Pac for a
moment and looks back at her before she lowers her head to look down at the
floor, shifting her feet slightly.

"Oh come on Lisa, look maybe if you let me into your pants, you'll see I'm
not that bad a guy," X-Pac grins, "I know Trishie here wants to see what I
can do in her pants... ain't that right Trishie?"

Trish lifts her blond haired head up and looks up at X-Pac with her beautiful
eyes slightly widened at the blunt question. "What? Huh?"

"See... I told you..." X-Pac grins at Ivory.

"Sean... unless you want me to take your nuts and put them in a blender,
you'll scram..." Ivory says as she steps between Trish and X-Pac. "

Geeze Lisa... didn't think Trish was your type... when did you turn into a
muff diver?" X-Pac asks with a grin. Ivory glares at him and before she can
snap at him, X-Pac turns around and walks back the way he came.

Ivory shakes her head and looks at Trish, "He is such a sleazy, dirty, creepy
little troll..."

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and glances at Ivory. "He's kind of know in that Tommy Lee kind of way..."

Ivory raises an eyebrow, "You're kidding me... he's..." Ivory pauses and
shakes her head, "Just don't even think about it... he's all talk anyway...
just stay away from him..."

Trish raises an eyebrow and looks over at Ivory. "Stay away from him?"

"Yeah, stay away from him, and if you want to talk hot, when I last went down
to Memphis Championship Wrestling to check on some rookies down there, there
was a quite a few gorgeous clean cut studs..." Ivory smirks

Trish nods her head as she considers what Ivory is telling her. "Alright...
I'll stay away from him, whatever you" Trish says before she
looks at Ivory with a sweet smile.

"That's not funny... I'm no where near old enough to be your mom!" Ivory says
with a laugh.

Trish innocently raises her hands up and laughs. "Then why do you tell me who
I can and can't talk to...and what about the curfews when we room together?"
Trish asks with another sweet smile.

"I'm just giving you good advice... and as far as the curfews go..." Ivory
smirks mischievously, "Can't have you out partying and fucking all night..."

Trish opens her mouth in shock and then laughs. "I don't go out and fuck all

"Right... and I'm the Easter Bunny..." Ivory teases

* * *

The next night at Oakland International Airport in Oakland, California, after
her flight has been cancelled due to a thunderstorm, a stranded Trish Stratus
is sitting privately in the darkened and empty passenger seating area at the
gates, flipping through a copy of People Magazine. Trish casually reads an
article in her magazine as X-Pac, carrying a rolled up magazine and wearing
jeans, leather jacket and black sweatshirt, enters the passenger seating
area. "I swear this happens way too fucking often..." X-Pac says and as Trish
looks up, he spots her. "Hey Trishie... I didn't know you were gonna be on
this flight..." The Minnesota native says with a smirk.

Trish Stratus laughs a bit and nods her head as she closes her People
magazine and sets it down to the empty seat on her right. "Yeah...and ummm I
was starting to think I was going to be the only one..." Trish, dressed in a
pair of nicely tight fitting jeans and white top, with a black business
jacket over it, replies as she motions to the empty and slightly darkened
seating area of the gate.

"Really sucks... this is like the 20th time this has happened to me in my
career..." X-Pac laughs, "First time I've had to spent a night in this
airport though..."

Trish raises an eyebrow and looks at X-Pac. "Whoa...whoa...wait...did you say
stuck here all night?" Trish asks.

"Cabs stop running in Oakland at midnight, and hotels don't allow check-ins
without reservations this late either... so, stuck in the airport..." X-Pac
says, "So, it's just you and me...."

Trish bites down on her bottom lip "I thought they said that the lay-over
would maybe last another hour or two..."

"Storm ain't letting up anytime soon, you don't exactly see any airport
personnel around this gate do you?" X-Pac asks.

Trish laughs and then shakes her head. "No I guess not..." Trish says as she
glances up at X-Pac. "You can have a seat..." Trish says as she
motions to the empty seat on her left. "I don't bite..." Trish jokingly
replies with a laugh.

"But do you suck?" X-Pac grins as he sits next to Trish, "Whatcha reading?"

Trish lowers her head slightly and blushes a bit after X-Pac's comment.
"Ummm...maybe..." Trish replies before she reaches to her right to pick up
the People magazine and shows it to X-Pac. "Oh...just keeping up on the
latest Hollywood gossip..."

"Lame..." X-Pac says as he unrolls the magazine that he has, revealing it to
be an issue of Hustler, "This is what you wanna read late at night..." X-Pac

Trish raises an eyebrow and looks at X-Pac. "Hustler? Yeah...ummm I don't
think that's really my type of thing..." Trish says.

"Oh don't tell me, you're a Penthouse kinda girl..." X-Pac smirks as he opens
his magazine.

Trish blushes a bit and laughs. "You're kind of funny..." Trish
says as she glances at X-Pac for a moment.

"Funny? How am I funny?" X-Pac asks as she looks at Trish.

" the other day at the arena with Lisa and I...the way you got
under her skin and got her all pissed..." Trish pauses and shrugs her
shoulders. "I don't know...I thought it was funny..."

X-Pac grins, "Trishie it's easy to get under Lisa's skin because she's a
uptight bitch that needs to get fucked in the worst possible way..."

Trish laughs a bit. "I wouldn't say that to her face..."

"Of course you wouldn't, you're a rookie..." X-Pac smirks, "So tell me
Trish... ever fucked in an airport?"

Trish's beautiful eyes widen and she laughs at the blunt nature of his
question. "Ummmm...what?"

"I know you're Canadian, but I was speaking English..." X-Pac laughs, "I
asked have you ever fucked in an airport?"

Trish shakes her blond haired head. "No...I can't say that I have..." Trish
replies and shrugs her shoulders. "Ummm...have..uhhhh you?"

X-Pac smirks, "Yeah, when I was in WCW, got stuck in Boston during a
blizzard, took one of the Nitro Girls and fucked her raw in the food court."

Trish laughs a bit and nods her head. "Oh...well I'm sure that was
interesting..." Trish replies and then pauses for a moment, before curiously
looking at X-Pac. "But weren't afraid you would get

"Fuck no, airport personnel don't hang around when there's bad weather, and
airport security, this late, they just monitor the important areas, like the
door and luggage areas..." X-Pac says.

Trish nods her head. "Oh...well you have more guts than I do..." Trish
replies with a laugh.

X-Pac laughs a bit, "Look Trishie if you're gonna last in this business
you're gonna have to be adventurous... keeps things interesting on the road
and in the locker room..."

Trish presses her pouty lips together. "Oh...I can be adventurous..."

"Oh yeah?" X-Pac asks with a smirk.

Trish nods her head as she looks at X-Pac. "You bet!"

"All right... follow me..." X-Pac says as he stands up and rolls his magazine
up to stick it in his back pocket before he walks over to the check-in
counter of the gate.

Trish Stratus raises an eyebrow as she watches X-Pac walk over to stand
behind the check-in counter. Trish laughs a bit. "Follow you there?" Trish
asks before she stands up and starts to walk over.

"Yeah..." X-Pac says as he stands behind the check-in counter. As he waits
for Trish, X-Pac unbuckles his belt and undoes his jeans in order to lower
them to free his long, thick cock.

Trish steps around the check-in counter and moves behind it, with her eyes
instantly locking down at X-Pac's exposed cock. "Oh my god! What are you
doing!?" Trish says with surprise.

"Seeing if you're all talk... I want you to kneel and suck my cock right
here..." X-Pac grins.

Trish's eyes widen a bit and she laughs. "Are you serious?"

"My dick is out... it's getting hard... yeah I'm serious," X-Pac answers, "So
get on your knees, wrap those pretty little lips around my cock and show me
why Lisa thinks you're something special..." X-Pac says.

Trish nods her head a bit and then smiles. "Ok...ok... I can do that..."
Trish replies as she steps closer to X-Pac, kneeling down in front of him as
she appears hidden behind the check-in counter. Trish places her left hand
around his shaft and starts to smoothly work her hand on his shaft, waiting
until his cock is entirely hard.

"Mmmmm..." X-Pac smirks as he watches Trish get an up close look of his cock
as she strokes it with her left hand.

Trish lightly tosses her gorgeous blond hair back before she leans in closer
and presses her lips together, spitting some saliva onto the head of his
cock, before she takes her tongue and starts to slide her tongue around the
head of his cock, spreading her saliva.

"Awww yeah... mmmmm..." X-Pac licks his lips as Trish slides her tongue
around the swollen head of his tool.

Trish lifts her beautiful eyes and looks up at X-Pac as she slides her wet
tongue smoothly around the head of his cock, while she moves her hand
perfectly against his shaft.

"Mmmm shit... if wrestling doesn't work out for you I can give you Jenna
Jameson's number..." X-Pac groans as Trish skillfully works her tongue over
the head of his shaft while she strokes the shaft.

Trish lifts her head for a moment and raises an eyebrow. "Ummm...who's that?"
Trish asks as she works her left hand up over the head of his cock, taking
the saliva and spreading the saliva down his shaft with her hand.

"The Queen of Porn... and mmmmm... one of the hottest cock suckers on the
planet..." X-Pac answers as Trish Stratus pumps her left hand on his tool.

"Oh...." Trish replies with a laugh. "Don't think I've heard of her..." Trish
says before she lowers her head and once again slides her wet tongue around
the head of X-Pac's cock, feeling the head of his cock twitch slightly with
each lap of her soft tongue.

"Mmmmmm...." X-Pac moans as Trish flicks her tongue against the tip of his
shaft while she keeps working her hand back and forth on its shaft.

Trish places her hand down on the base of his cock before she parts her
luscious lips and takes the head of his cock into her stunning mouth.

"Ahhhhh..." X-Pac moans as Trish keeps looking up at him as she begins to bob
her head on his stiff meaty pole.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmm...." Trish moans as her pouty, moist lips brush back and
forth against his shaft as she steadily bobs her head. Trish raises right
hand and places her hand onto his nicely toned waist.

"Ohhhhh fuck yeah... mmmm sucked a lot of dick Trishie?" X-Pac asks with a
moan as Trish lightly slides her right hand on his waist as she bobs her head
on his shaft.

Trish gently slaps her wet tongue against the bottom side of his shaft as she
continues to bob her head smoothly on his cock, with her lips rubbing and
grinding against his shaft. Trish slides her right hand underneath X-Pac's
sweatshirt, running her hand against his nicely toned stomach.

"Mmmmmm shit... ahhhh..." X-Pac moans as Trish sucks and slurps on his cock
while he places a hand on the back of her head as he starts to push his cock
deeper into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm...." Trish moans around X-Pac's cock as he works his cock deeper
into her mouth, at a surprisingly slow pace as to not make her gag on his

"Yeah.... mmmm fuck I knew that mouth was made to take a big cock..." X-Pac
moans as he smoothly and slowly pushes his cock further into Trish's mouth.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Trish pleasurably moans around X-Pac's cock as
she starts to bob her head at a quicker pace, while he works his cock deeper
into her eagerly accepting mouth.

"Mmmmm unbutton your jeans Trish..." X-Pac moans as he continues to fuck
Trish's mouth with nice smooth and slow thrusts while she eagerly bobs her
head on his dick.

Trish unwraps her lips from around X-Pac's cock and slowly lifts her head,
letting her lips teasingly rub against his shaft before completely lifting
her head off of his nicely saliva coated cock. Trish removes her hands from
his waist and base of his cock to place them onto the front of her jeans. The
stunning Canadian native starts to unbutton her jeans.

X-Pac licks his lips as he sees Trish open her jeans, "Gonna give ya a choice
Trishie... I can fuck you right here... or since this is your first time
fucking in an airport... we can go to a bathroom..." X-Pac says.

Trish glances up at X-Pac and playfully smiles. "You didn't say anything
about fucking...just sucking your dick..." Trish says with an irresistible

X-Pac shakes his head, "You don't just suck a guys dick in an airport... but
I'll bet if I were to.. do this." X-Pac pauses as he pulls Trish up from the
floor and boldly slides his right hand into her jeans to feel her hot moist
pussy, which he begins to rub, "I'll just bet you're so wet that you'd want
to fuck as soon as possible..." X-Pac smirks.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she locks her beautiful eyes with X-Pac
as he lightly rubs her pussy with his right hand. "Mmmm...I do..." Trish
replies with a soft groan.

"So what's it gonna be Trishie... here... or the bathroom..." X-Pac smirks as
he rubs Trish's pussy within her jeans with his right hand.

"Mmmm....can the bathroom?" Trish asks with a soft laugh.

"Sure we can..." X-Pac answers as he pulls his hand out of Trish's jeans

* * *

A short time later one of the airport's bathrooms, Trish is sitting on a sink
as X-Pac laps his tongue against her snatch while he slides his hands up and
down against her legs.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhhh shit..." Trish moans and licks her lips as she lightly
grinds her pussy forward against his skilled tongue.

"Mmmmm mmmm..." X-Pac moans as he pushes his tongue up and down against
Trish's pussy lips while he slides his hands up towards Trish's large juicy

"Mmmmmm...ohhh Sean...." Trish moans and grits her teeth lightly as she tilts
her head back, feeling his tongue working deeper into her wet pussy.

X-Pac grins as he darts his tongue deeply into Trish's cunt causing her to
rock on the sink and grab his hands that are playing with her tits.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhhhh...mmmmmmmm shit..." Trish moans as her breathing
noticeably becomes heavily as she feels his tongue sharply and deeper
thrusting into her snatch.

X-Pac lifts his head suddenly from Trish's soaking wet pussy, "You're a
fucking tasty treat..." X-Pac says as he stands up between Trish's legs and
guides his long, stiff cock into her cunt.

"Mmmmm...ohhhhhh thanks..." Trish moans and smiles as she looks at X-Pac,
locking her eyes with him, as she feels his cock sliding deeply into her wet,
warm pussy.

"Ahhhh mmmmm..." X-Pac groans as he places his hands on Trish's waist as he
drives his cock in and out of her cunt.

"Mmmmmm...ohhhh damn..." Trish moans as she smoothly wraps her gorgeously
tanned legs around his waist as she rocks on the surface of the sink.

"Mmmmm shit.... I bet you joined the WWF... cause you're a fan and want to
work with hot guys..." X-Pac smirks as he skillfully thrusts his cock deeply
into Trish's pussy.

Trish licks her lips and sweetly laughs. "That's not...ahhhh entirely
true..." Trish replies as she feels his thrusts becoming more firm.

"Mmmmm ohh you're into girls too... ahhh that explains things..." X-Pac
grunts as he firmly slams his cock into Trish's pussy, causing her to bounce
on the sink's surface.

" that's not true..." Trish moans and laughs as she
starts to bounce quickly on the surface of the sink as X-Pac firmly plows
into her.

"Mmmmmm who are you fucking kiddin'.... I've been in this business for over
eight years.. I know the signs..." X-Pac groans as he pulls his cock suddenly
out of Trish's snatch and lifts her off the sink and moves to open a bathroom
stall door. X-Pac smirks as Trish walks into the bathroom stall and carefully
kneels on the toilet seat. "Guess this isn't the first time you've fucked in
a bathroom..." X-Pac says as he positions himself behind Trish and guides his
cock into her snatch.

"Mmmmmm...maybe..." Trish replies with a smile as she looks back at X-Pac as
he firmly pumps his cock into her from behind, causing her to rock on her

"Ahhhh mmmmm..." X-Pac groans as he grabs Trish's hips as he drives his cock
deep into her pussy while Trish places her hands on the wall behind the
toilet to help balance herself on the toilet seat.

"Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh fuck...." Trish moans and licks her lips as she rocks back
on her knees to push against his thrusting shaft.

"Ohhhh yeah mmmm..." X-Pac moans as he pumps his cock at a quicker pace into
Trish's pussy. The greasy haired Superstar places his right hand on Trish's
ass and slides his thumb down her ass crack and into her asshole.

"Mmmmmmmmm...ohhhhhh fuck..." Trish moans and tenses as she feels his thumb
entering her tight asshole, while he continues to slam his cock into her

"Ahhhh yeah... mmmm fuck..." X-Pac groans as he works his thumb in and out of
Trish's asshole while he keeps ramming is dick deep into her twat.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmmmm yeah Sean...ohhhhhh..." Trish moans as her gorgeous ass
starts to smack against his toned waist as she rocks back.

"Mmmmmm shit.... ahhhh yeah... Trishie... you're a slut... and in this
business... that's not a bad thing..." X-Pac groans as he skillfully fucks
Trish's pussy with his cock and her ass with his thumb at the same time.

"Ohhhhhhhh...mmmmmm...ohhhhhhh fuck...ohhhhhhh!" Trish moans as sweat drips
from her stunning body as he deeply pounds his cock into her.

X-Pac pulls his cock out of Trish's pussy and smacks her ass with his stiff
pole, "Mmmm... how bad you want it Trishie?" X-Pac asks before Trish moves
her legs off of the toilet and stands up while staying bent forward.

Trish turns her head and looks back at X-Pac. "Mmmmm...real bad..." Trish

X-Pac smirks as he slides his cock between Trish's ass cheeks, "Next time...
we'll fuck at the gate..." X-Pac says just before he shoves his cock into
Trish's asshole.

" there will be a next...ahhhh time?" Trish asks with a groan as
she feels his cock entering her ass.

"Ahhhh next time we're on the same flight that gets delayed over night..." X-
Pac groans as he starts to firmly pump his cock in and out of Trish's ass.

"'ve got a deal..." Trish moans and licks her lips as she feels
his cock deeply pumping into her gorgeous ass.

Awwww mmmmm yeah ahhhh fuck..." X-Pac groans as he plows his cock deeply into
Trish's asshole. X-Pac's large balls smack loudly against Trish's ass cheeks
with each of his thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh....ohhhhhhh fuck..." Trish moans and closes her eyes as she hangs
her head down, with X-Pac plowing into her stunning ass.

"Ohhhh fuck... ahhhh yeah... mmmm yeah..." X-Pac moans as his begins to throb
within Trish's asshole as he continues to fuck her.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhh Sean!" Trish moans and tilts her head back as he deeply
plows into her ass.

"Mmmmm I should steal Mike's theme and get you to sing the lyrics..." X-Pac
laughs and groans as his cock pulsates more intensely as he drives his cock
repeatedly into Trish's asshole.

"Mmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhh!" Trish moans and licks her lips as she continues to
swiftly rock back against his cock.

"Ahhhh shit turn around Trishie..." X-Pac moans as he pulls his throbbing
dick out of Trish's ass and he begins to stroke it swiftly with his right

Trish turns around to face X-Pac and kneels down in front of him as he
strokes his throbbing shaft.

"Mmmmm fuck.... ahhhh..." X-Pac groans as he starts to cum, shooting his
thick load onto Trish's gorgeous sweat coated face.

Trish closes her eyes as X-Pac's warm and thick cum sprays down onto her
face, managing to catch some inside of her mouth.

"Mmmmmm shit.... ahhh..." X-Pac groans as continues to stroke his cock until
he's finished cumming.

Trish licks her lips and softly moans before she opens her beautiful eyes to
look up at X-Pac.

"Not bad rookie... Lisa would be proud..." X-Pac grins.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip and softly laughs. "Yeah...ummm about
that...I think we should keep it between us, she'd be like really pissed at
me if she found out."


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