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machine-gun-tommo · 1 year
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Randy Orton x Female Reader | Daddy Kink | Thigh Riding | Female Penetration
Y/N’s POV
“1, 2, 3!” The ref said as Randy got pinned, the bell rang out and the match is over, fuck.
The camera showed Randy again and I can just tell by his face that he’s pissed. I know exactly what he’s going to say,
“I lost to someone who isn’t even on the same level as me! This is bullshit!” He always says something along those lines.
I flicked my cigarette out the window of mine and Randy’s dressing room and shut the window, he should be back here in a few minutes and I don’t want the room to reek of cigarettes.
I sprayed myself with some perfume and as soon as I put the bottle back down, Randy walked into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
“I’m getting SO SICK of losing to people who I shouldn’t be losing to!” He yelled and ripped his armbands off, throwing them down.
“I know, baby.” I said.
“I’ve been in this industry longer than that person has even been ALIVE, and I lose to him?! Bullshit!” He yelled.
“Honey, I know it’s not fair. But, you have to calm down.” I said.
He sat on the couch and pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him. He roughly pressed his lips to mine and ran his hands up my body, under my shirt, harshly squeezing my breasts.
This is tradition at this point. Every time he loses a match, he says he needs to let out his frustrations. And he always does on my body, I’m not complaining though. Randy is amazing in every way possible, especially with fucking me. I lose my mind when he touches me, I will never get enough of him.
I moaned a little against his lips and broke the kiss. “Randy, there are still people here.” I said.
“And? Just be quiet.” He said and leaned in again.
I leaned back. “I can’t be quiet when you’re rough, you know that.” I said.
“Well, I guess everyone here is gonna find out who owns you because I can’t wait.” He said and pulled me close to him again.
I can already feel my body melting at the words he’s saying, I can’t say no, I’m already too turned on. He lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it away. He unclasped my bra and did the same. He wrapped his arms around me and started to kiss my neck, sucking and nipping on any free area he could. I felt a whimper leave my lips as his kisses trailed down to my breasts.
I leaned back, my back arching as he started to suck on my left nipple, I moaned a little and he started to run his hands down to my pants, he pulled them off of me, just leaving me in my lace undergarments. He kissed back up to my lips before breaking the kiss. He shifted me over onto his one thigh, my legs on either side of it.
“I want you to get off on Daddy’s thigh.” He said lowly. “I’m not going to fuck you until you cum on Daddy’s thigh, you got that, little girl?” He asked.
“Y-Yes, Daddy.” I replied.
He gripped onto my hips and started to make me thrust against him, kissing me harshly again. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and I started to move my hips more, the thin layer of fabric being the only thing between my clit and Randy’s bare thigh, I moaned a little and shut my eyes.
“I love hearing your sounds, babygirl.” He said, breaking the kiss.
His grip tightened on my hips and he started to move them faster and a small moan left my lips again. He started to move my hips harder, my clit rubbing against his thigh more, I moaned louder and I gripped his shoulders tightly, I can feel the pleasure start to run through my whole body.
“Such a good girl for Daddy,” he said and I felt his hand run up my body. He gripped my throat and squeezed roughly.
I moaned again. “Daddy,” I moaned out. “I-I’m close!” I moaned out.
“Cum for me, Angel.” He said and brought me closer to him.
I opened my eyes and met his eyes. “Fuck,” I moaned and I felt my body reaching it’s limit.
My mouth fell open, a loud moan leaving my body. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head and I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt my body release on his thigh, completely soaking my panties and I collapsed on his chest.
He hugged me tightly and kissed my head. “Are you ready for Daddy to fill you up?” He asked quietly.
I lifted my head up and a smirk is lingering on his face. I felt my cheeks heat up and I nodded, playing with my lip ring. He lifted me off his thigh and laid me down on the couch, he got over top of me and kissed me deeply again.
I wrapped my arms around him and I felt him tug his wrestling shorts off. He threw them aside and I wrapped my legs around him, he wasted no time thrusting into me. I moaned in pain and pleasure against his lips, his size always takes a second to adjust to.
He thrusted into me roughly, his whole size going into me, I moaned loudly and broke the kiss. I can feel the head of his huge dick slamming into my gspot.
“Fuck, baby.” He moaned.
He bucked his hips more and I moaned even louder, I arched my back, feeling his dick hit my gspot more, I moaned again and threw my head back.
He put both of his hands around my throat, squeezing. I could feel my breathing starting to get restricted ever so slightly, sending me closer to my climax. He pulled out almost completely before slamming into me again, I moaned louder and gripped onto his wrists.
I can feel it all start to build, my moans started to get breathy while he pounded into me harder each time. Randy let go of my throat and started to kiss me again, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and I could feel my nails digging into him. I moaned into his mouth again, feeling my heart starting to beat out of control.
My legs shook as my orgasm took over my body. My back arched again and I felt his dick twitch in me, the cum running out of me and onto the couch.
I finally fell flat on the couch, letting go of Randy. I shut my eyes and tried to catch my breath. He pulled out and planted a kiss on my cheek.
“God, I will never get tired of hearing you moan, pretty girl.” He said and kissed my cheek again.
I opened my eyes and smiled, meeting his eyes. I wrapped my arm around his neck, pulling him closer to me and kissed his lips, he kissed back and smiled out of the kiss.
“You ready to go home, baby?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I breathed out. “I’d like that.” I said and laughed a little.
He chuckled. “You know, we both need a shower now so, how about shower sex when we get back?” He asked.
“You just read my mind.” I replied and kissed him again.
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harmshake · 4 months
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Hey, I'm Marian (she/her), Black, bi/pan, a pro wrestling fan, and writer. Welcome! 💗
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avas-dream-factory · 1 year
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Heat of the Moment
Randy Orton Fanfiction
18+ readers only
Genre: Smut
Style: Reader!You (female reader insert)
Word Count: 1,500+
Plot: When your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, a very cocky man comes to the rescue.
Warnings: Language, graphic description of sex, outdoor sex, unprotected sex, slight manhandling, oral (female receiving), slight orgasm denial
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„Are you kidding me?! Fuckin', stupid, shitty… GAH!“ You let out a loud groan as you hit the hands against the steering wheel a few times in a row. It doesn't matter that your palms hurt, the anger you feel about the broken car is bigger.
A quick glance outside reveals that you're in the middle of nowhere, trapped between a field and a very dark forest. The last house you have seen is miles away and naturally you have no cell reception.
After rubbing your temples, you exhale another groan and drop against the backrest.
„Now that's how a trash horror movie starts" Your spoken comment makes you snicker, but then you frown as you see lights coming near. „Jackpot!“
Quickly you get outside and start to wave your arms in the air, signaling the driver that you need help. It seems to work, because they slow down and the vehicle, a swanky sports car, stops a few feet away.
„Great. An arrogant redneck boy. I'm sure he knows everything about engines" You mumble sarcastically to yourself, though, as soon as the stranger walks towards you, there's a shiver crawling up and down your spine.
He's tall and very well built, dressed in a sleeveless vest and tight jeans. By the look of his tattoed arms and thick thighs you can tell that he's a sportsman, probably a fighter.
… And hellish attractive with that angular face, very masculine, and… „Good lord, if that isn't a big dick walk" You mumble absentmindedly and he tilts his head back.
„What was that?“ The man asks in amusement, smirking as if he heard exactly what you had to remark, and you shake the head. „Nothing! Uh, good evening. My car broke down and-"
„Refuelled the wrong gas?“ He casually interrupts, causing you to put the hands on your hips and raising an eyebrow. How rude! You don't look like a stupid bimbo and you sure won’t let Mr. Sexyass talk with you like that.
There's a short pause and then you snort while making a face.
„No! Doh!! I'm faking all that to meet the love of my life, who happens to be a tattoed jerk with no manners. My dream came true!“ The sarcasm drips over your tongue as you speak, giving him a good amount of sass, and he rolls the eyes.
„Very well, my fair lady. But I guess you still need help from good ol' Randy here" He points at himself and briefly licks the smirk off his lips when you groan. „Good guess, ol' Randal. I think that's the long version of Randy, right?“
He nods before shoving you aside and opening the hood of the car to take a look. „Does the sassy damsel in distress have a name too? Ah… nevermind. With all the sarcasm I'll just call you brat" He chuckles and you smash the hood shut, causing him to slightly flinch.
„Maybe I need your help, but that doesn't mean I will swallow your ego behavior towards me!“ You complain and he takes a huge step towards your tinier body, closing the gap that has been between you.
His finger rests under your chin and he tilts your head back while murmuring. „Either you're quiet now and let me work, or I will make you swallow a much bigger thing than my ego"
Instead of listening to him, you cross the arms and giggle perkily. „Uhh, scary!“ As soon as you’re done, he suddenly grabs your chin with a firm grip and leans down to force a kiss on your lips. A heat spreads across your face and your toes curl as he slides his tongue in your mouth. Hungrily devouring you.
Just like that.
Your fingers find their way on his chest and you clutch the vest while he wraps his muscular arms around you to press you more against him. The kiss gets wilder and his hand lands on your ass, slapping and then squeezing it hard.
„Oh, good lord!“ You heatedly gasp against his lips, causing him to grin and rub your backside, before he smacks it once more for good measure.
„I told you my name is Randy, little brat. But, if you want to call me lord…“
You push him away and for the blink of an eye he seems disappointed, but when you hop on the hood and lean back, he starts to smirk again.
„So that means… ?“ He raises his eyebrows and pulls the zip of his vest down before taking it off.
You bite your lip as you take in the sight of his trained upper body and playfully growl like a cat in heat. „Show me what you got“
He doesn't have to be told twice and steps between your legs, his hands sliding over your thighs and stopping at your clothed mound. You don't hesitate and pull him down to kiss him hotly, your nails digging in the back of his neck and leaving marks.
He only pauses long enough to pull your t-shirt over your head and take your bra off, before he cups your breasts and runs his thumbs over your hardening nipples as your tongues tangle between your lips. The constant rubbing of his swelling erection against your aching pussy makes you soaking, and you know that he's good at what he does.
Everything he does drives you more insane and fills you with need as he pinches your sensitive peaks between his fingers and gently tugs on them. It sends sweet shockwaves of arousal in your belly and you wrap your legs around his waist to feel more of him.
„Some little brat wants to get fucked hard, eh?“ He chuckles and you slap a hand against his firm chest. „Less talking, more doing!“ You moan when he leans down and bites your nipple, before rising again and working on your pants. He slides them off, along with your panties, and tosses them over his shoulder and on the street.
To your absolute surprise he sinks on his knees in front of you and gets you on the edge of the hood by pulling on your legs. He places them over his broad shoulders and then his tongue slides between your folds, causing you to collapse on the back.
„Mhh, can't resist this sweet smell. What a cute, little pussy you have" He murmurs, his voice raspy and thick with lust, and flicks his tongue over your clit until all you can do is shake and whine from the pleasure. His lips wrap around it and he almost softly sucks on the nub as his large hands press against your stomach to keep you still.
Seconds before you can reach the needed climax, he moves his head back and gets up, much to your displeasure. Your arousal glistens around his mouth and he wipes it off with the back of his hand while studying your growing pout.
„Aw, don't look at me like that! We're coming to the main event" He mentions, grinning like the devil himself, and reaches down to open his pants.
His fully erected cock is like the rest of him, impressive and standing proudly, like some sort of explanation for his massive ego.
He gives it a few strokes as he motions you to spread your legs more, what you gladly do. Opening yourself to him for the taking. The tip of his cock already oozes some precum as he slides it up and down your soaked pussy, his eyes glued on the eroticizing sight.
You inhale a shaky breath and push yourself up on your elbows to take a glance too, wondering if you're even able to take all of him. The question is answered when he lines his cock up at your entrance and then slowly, inch by inch, pushes his length inside you.
Your jaw drops, but no sound comes out of your mouth. It feels incredible how he stretches you and when he's fully buried inside your twitching pussy, he breathes out a satisfied groan.
„Fuck, big mouth, smooth cunt. Lucky me" He chuckles, but before you can answer, he pulls back and rams his cock inside you with more force.
His hands hold your waist tight as he pounds in you and the hood of the car creaks from his strong thrusts. The sound mixes with your breathless moans and his masculine grunts, creating a symphony of fucking.
With your last strength you sit up to let your hands slide all over his chest and ripped stomach, the finger tips feeling the heat of his skin. He leans down to exchange sloppy tongue kisses with you while one of his hands moves between your bodies to rub your clit in an urgent pace.
Randy‘s lips brush over your cheek and he huskily whispers in your ear.
„Cum on my cock, you cheeky brat"
„Oh, fuck!“ You cry out and press your face against his neck when your orgasm hits you hard and with no mercy. You wildly shake in his grasp, your pussy clenching around his length and gripping him hard, so that he only needs a few more thrusts to be close.
He shoves you back on the hood, pulls out his cock and finishes off on your stomach, spatters of his hot cum landing on your skin. The feeling makes you whimper and you ruffle your hair.
„Holy shit!“ You pant and flinch when you feel something soft.
Quickly you take a look and see how he cleans you with his vest, before he goes to get your clothes. He silently hands them to you, it seems that you're both at a loss of words.
After getting dressed, you rub your neck and drum your fingers against the hood of your car. „Well… That is awkward now" You laugh and he shrugs, offering you his hand and showing you a real smile.
„Usually it happens the other way around, but… dinner?“
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claymorexpunisher · 1 year
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Feeling The Christmas Spirit (18+ One Shot)
Pairing(s): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader
Summary: Reader gets the idea to have a gingerbread house contest with her boyfriend, Randy. Spoiler alert: everyone wins.
Tags: 18+, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, teasing, a bit of food play, you're gonna feel the holiday and the holy spirit, I'm sure.
Word Count: 933
‘’You want us to have a gingerbread house contest? Isn’t it a little late for that, babe?’’ Randy mused.
Sure, it wasn’t Christmas anymore, but it was still December!
It was still the holiday season, so I thought it was still fitting for us to have this contest.
Besides, I had plans for us and going through with those plans on Christmas day felt a bit predictable.
Gotta keep my man on his toes…
‘’So what? Itll be fun!’’ I exclaimed.
Randy looked on in amusement as I went upstairs, not waiting for him to answer.
His amusement dropped when I came back downstairs, decked out in a crimson red Santa outfit that didn’t leave much to the imagination…
The cold air in our home hit my legs, but Randy’s smoldering stare warmed me up straight away…
‘’I didn’t know we had to wear Santa outfits too,’’ Randy murmured.
I smiled to myself at the distracted tone in his voice.
‘’You’re looking festive yourself!’’ I mused.
I heard him follow me into the kitchen where I began taking everything that we needed out from the cabinets.
Like I said, I had everything planned and calculated…
I didn’t waste a single second before I started messing with him.
Looking right at Randy’s Christmas pj-covered crotch from my position crouched down near the bottom cabinets, I stared right at his hardening cock as if I hadn’t noticed it before.
‘’Very, very festive…’’ I repeated as I ran a fleeting hand over the prominent bulge in front of me.
I pretended not to hear him suck in a deep, surprised breath.
Then I continued rummaging through the crap in our bottom cabinet, searching for the powdered sugar.
‘’Oh, is this what we’re doing?’’ I heard Randy mutter.
The gruff desire disguised as amusement in his voice sent waves of shock right down to my clit.
Let the games begin…
Once the frosting was made and everything was laid out, we got down to business.
‘’You haven’t mentioned what I’m gonna get when I win.’’ Randy smirk.
I threw my head back and laughed heartily, shaking my head, and licking a bit of frosting from my index finger.
I watched Randy’s eyes glaze over in arousal, following my movements like a hawk.
‘’Cute. When I win- I get a shopping spree. I need new books.’’ I smiled.
‘’That’s doable.’’ He nodded. ‘’When I win… I get you.’’ He said, his eyes roaming hungrily over my curves.
I laughed again, biting my lip as I followed his gaze.
‘’That’s what you want? You don’t want anything else?’’ I giggled.
‘’Right now? Nah. That’s exactly what I want.’’ Randy said, pulling me closer by the waist.
I playfully shoved him away before he could press his lips to mine.
‘’Alright, deal. You get me. Anytime, anywhere, any place.’’ I said, smirking as Randy’s eyes lit up to match my devilish grin.
‘’Oh, you’re definitely losing now…’’ he said, whispering as if being at his mercy were such a terrible fate...
‘’Oh!’’ I moaned at the sudden feeling of Randy’s soft fingertips against my bare pussy, underneath my apron.
‘’Problem?’’ he said, and I glared at the shit-eating grin on his face.
That grin didn’t last long.
‘’We need a bowl. For the sprinkles.’’ I smiled innocently.
It took two seconds too late for Randy to realize that the bowls were also in the bottom cabinet.
Pulling his pj’s down, I wrapped my mouth around the head and my hand around the base of Randy’s cock.
My tongue swirled over the head, and I let out a giggle as he cursed loudly.
I heard several M&M’s fall from up above and onto my hair as Randy’s hands slipped and reached forward to grab onto the counter.
‘’Woah! Okay...’’ Randy chuckled breathlessly. ‘’You’re not playing fair,’’ he said.
‘’And you were? Touching my pussy is playing fair?’’ I challenged, flicking my wrist in a motion that had him muffling a groan.
I decided to stop torturing him, momentarily, and as soon as we finished up our houses, we posted them online for fans to vote on.
Randy won by a landslide.
‘’You did say anytime, anywhere, anyplace….’’ Randy said, his hand on his chin as he pretended to think over his options.
Without warning, I was picked up and sat on the kitchen counter, almost knocking over our sugary creations…
‘’Randy!’’ I laughed as he began kissing my neck and lifting my apron.
My laughter was cut short as Randy reached over and he dipped his finger into the leftover bowl of white frosting, then he swiped it over my hardened nipple before giving it a languid lick.
‘’Randy…’’ I now moaned, pulling him closer to me.
‘’Lay back,’’ Randy ordered, pushing my legs back against my body as soon as I complied.
I spread myself open for him and we both moaned loudly the second our bodies became one.
My knees were practically pressing against my temples on either side as Randy wasted no time in burying himself balls deep into me.
The wet sounds of our bodies connecting mixed in with the way his eyes bore into mine didn’t leave me much of a choice.
It took a mere few thrusts, and I was coming hard, my body trembling viciously as my orgasm wracked my body.
But Randy wasn’t done.
I could only lay there as his hips kept up their unrelenting rhythm, making me feel as if I were no longer in my body.
I was floating far, far away and I could only weakly beg for more…
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Dancing Like Flames
@judgementdaysunshine I hope the wait was well worth it! 😈
Title inspo: Pain Remains I: Dancing Like Flames by Lorna Shore
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You'd walked into the arena with Randy, arms draped across the small of each other's back as you checked in and made your way to the locker room that your partner Adam had already claimed for the three of you. His thumb rubbed over your hip as you walked through the halls, hand resting comfortably against the soft cotton of your leggings.
"You excited for tonight, babydoll?"
You looked up at him, smiling as you realized he'd been sneakily staring at you for a few moments as you approached the door.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"
He shrugged slightly, muscular arm reaching out and opening the door for you. A soft blush spread across your cheeks as it had done so many times before, Adam looking up at the two of you as Randy let you into the room first.
"You know how tonight's gonna go, and I wanted to make sure you were ready."
You stretched upwards a bit, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"I'll be fine, darlin'."
He smiled, playfully smacking your butt as he closed the door behind him, Adam's quiet laughter catching your attention as you turned toward him and walked over. His hands reached out to you, carefully pulling you toward him as you claimed your spot on his lap.
The three of you joked around and talked about your matches, both men carrying you out to the ring on their shoulders when it came time for your match. They psyched you up, keeping anyone from interfering or distracting the ref. You won the match, your boys wrapping you in a hug before helping you to the locker room.
Adam got you an ice pack, sitting beside you and holding your hand as Randy massaged your shoulders. The three of you relaxed, going over the boys' match. After a half hour or so, you got up and followed them to Gorilla. They were going against your mentors Shawn and Hunter, and while they hadn't told you how it was going to end, you knew it was going to be a well fought and bloody match.
You escorted them down to the ring, watching intently and cheering for your loves as the match dragged on. Adam ended up covered in Shawn's blood, a small pang in your heart as you watched the four men brawling it out in front of you. Randy couldn't help but smile a little bit as the bell rang after a little while, signaling that your lovers had won. He'd heard your cheers above the crowd, eyes meeting yours as you hopped up from the announcement table and met him at the apron. He and Adam hopped down, arms wrapping around you and each other without a care in the world.
The three of you walked back to your locker room, both men taking turns holding you while the other showered. You'd stuck around until after the show, one of the last groups to leave the arena and head back to your hotel. During the car ride Adam held your hand, a vaguely nervous feeling rushing through you as your thoughts began to tiptoe into unexplored territory. Images of both men worshipping your body flashed through your mind, you glancing to both men like they'd hear your thoughts as if you'd said them aloud.
Randy and Adam took your bags up to the room once you'd gotten checked in, joking around with you. You were the one to unlock the door, walking in and setting the room key down on a nightstand before sitting down on the edge of the king sized bed. Randy closed the door behind him, setting the bags down and getting onto the bed beside you.
"What's on your mind, baby?"
"Just thinking, that's all. Nothing bad."
He raised a brow slightly, Adam doing the same as Randy wrapped his arms around your waist.
"Care to enlighten us?"
Your eyes shifted downward, studying the designs that adorned your lover's skin as a subtle pink flush spread across your cheeks.
"I was just thinking about us... About how I feel safe with you, and how much I love you both..."
You'd trailed off for a moment as you felt the bed shift slightly, Adam having sat beside you. He reached out, hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek. Your gaze shifted once more, looking to the two men you loved more than anything in the world.
"I love you both so much, and I want you to be my first."
Both men were quiet for a few moments as they studied you, soft smiles forming on their lips. Adam was the first to speak, a slightly devious look in his eyes as his thumb rubbed over your skin. His gaze softened slightly as Randy shifted slightly and pressed a kiss to your neck.
"How long have you been thinking about this, sweetheart?"
"Since this morning."
Your bashful admission caused both men to chuckle, sharing an amused look. Randy let you go, getting off the bed and crouching in front of you.
"You've been thinking about us... What we'd finally do to you... All morning, and you didn't tell us? Naughty girl."
"We're gonna take good care of you, babydoll. I promise."
You shared a kiss with them, each filled with more love and warmth than you could have imagined, unable to ignore just how wet you were becoming. You shifted slightly as Randy slipped out of his shirt, Adam following suit a few moments later.
They slowly stripped you out of your clothes, littering kisses over nearly every inch of newly exposed skin. A quiet hum slipped past your lips as Adam began sucking marks into your neck, your eyes closing as Randy's hands rubbed over your thighs. One of Adam's slipped down, both men spreading your legs as Randy's kisses crept closer and closer to your entrance.
Adam's free hand moved upward, gently rubbing over your side as Randy finally closed the gap and got his first taste of you. He didn't fight the pleasured groan that erupted from his chest as he began devouring you, letting the sounds you'd begun making guide his motions. Adam's fingers gripped your thigh as you moaned at Randy's actions, both men deeply aware of how hard they had gotten from seeing you like this.
"Look at you, baby... Bein' such a good, good fuckin' girl for us."
Another moan bubbled up from your throat at Adam's murmured words, hips grinding against Randy as he eased two fingers into you while sucking on your clit. Your heart pounded in your chest, brain fuzzy as your lovers took their time pleasing you. They brought you to the edge, both doing everything they could to make you feel as good as possible.
"I know you're close, pretty girl. You can let go, baby... Cum for us."
Your head laid back against Adam, mouth open slightly as you finally came undone. Both men continued their movements, Adam's fingers rubbing your clit as they worked you through your first orgasm of the night. Your body tensed as the waves of pleasure continued to hit you, a string of curses leaving your mouth. You slowly came down from your high, relaxing between them as they removed their fingers from you and sucked them clean.
They showered you with praise and affection, carefully moving you so that you laid on the bed with Adam on your left and Randy on your right.
"Think you can handle another, princess?"
You nodded, too caught up in the situation for words. Adam leaned down and kissed you, breaking it and settling himself between your legs after Randy had tossed him a condom from his backpack. He ripped the packet open and slipped it on before teasing you with the tip of his cock, leaning down and kissing you deeply as he slowly eased into you. He'd wrapped his arms around you, giving you a few moments to adjust to his size before beginning to thrust into you.
He slowly brought you to another incredible orgasm, his focus solely on pleasing you. Your orgasm hit you hard, muscles tensing around him which brought him over the edge with you. He took his time working you through your highs, both he and Randy once again showering you with praise and affection. Adam moved to lay beside you after disposing of his condom, both men chuckling as you reached over and pulled Randy in for a kiss.
"Want to feel you too, Viper."
He chuckled at your words, moving to kneel between your legs as he grabbed a condom as well and put it on.
"Whatever you want, you get babydoll."
He eased into you, being just as gentle as Adam had been. He brought you to the edge a bit quicker than Adam had, both men talking you off. His fingers dug into your hips slightly as you came undone for him, groaning as he worked you through your high. He pulled you close as he came, your name slipping from his lips like a muttered prayer.
"You were such a good girl for us, baby."
"We love you, babydoll."
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I’m going to do a Randy Orton x reader x Cody Rhodes fic but I need to know
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dirtywresling102 · 2 years
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Night Out - Randy Orton (18+)
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Randy Orton x Female!Reader
Summary: Mom wants reader to come and meet her new boyfriend but the reader goes out and parties instead and meets a handsome stranger.
Warnings: 18+, Smut, Cream Pie, Semi Public sex, Sex in dark ally, Cussing, Reader is of age! Randy Orton being a dick. College Student!Female!Reader
Word Count: 2,856 
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“Mom, I told you I can’t tonight.” You told your mother over the phone while checking yourself out in the mirror, applying red lipstick. 
“Why can’t you, Y/N? I want you to meet him. What plans do you have on a Saturday night that makes you so busy?” You could hear the begging in your mothers voice laced in with disappointment.
 You rubbed your lips together, making sure the red gloss smeared perfectly. Your eyes darted towards the untouched books collecting dust on the desk in the corner of the bedroom. “Studying.” You spoke through the speaker. 
“Can’t you just take a night off from studying? Please?”
“Mom, I can’t. I promise myself that I'll get better grades this semester.” You somewhat spoke truthfully. You’ve been studying more than last semester but the bars always called your name to come out and drink. 
Your mother let out a sigh in defeat. “I suppose your education is more important than my love life.”
“Mom-”
“It’s fine, Y/N. I wouldn’t expect you to drive so far just to meet some man I have feelings for.” 
A low groan escaped from your lips, facepalming yourself. “Okay, I’ll come down next Friday after classes, how would that sound?” 
A loud high pitched squeal screeched through the speakers, you had to pull the phone away from your ear before it burst your eardrums. “That sounds perfect!”
“Okay mom, I really have to go.” You eyed yourself in the mirror, wearing a tight red dress along with the same colored heels. 
“Of course, don’t study too hard! I’ll see you next week. I love you.” Your mother squeaked.
A grin appeared on your lips as you looked at the books behind you in the mirror. “Oh, I’ll try not to. I love you too, mom.” With that you ended the phone call. You didn’t like to lie to your mother but this is what college is all about, partying, drinking and having a ton of sex. 
Grabbing your keys and purse you headed towards the door, exiting out of your apartment. You’d rather get boocockied on by a hot guy than meeting your mother’s lover. Your parents divorced a few years ago because your dad cheated on her with a younger woman, she was a few years older than you. 
Twisting the key, you locked the door and made your way down the hallway and out of your apartment complex. The sun set in the distance and the stars started to peek into the night sky along with the moon. You waved at your elderly neighbor who was watering her flowers. 
“Hi Mrs. Kerrio.” You smiled. 
“Going out, I see.” 
“Just treating myself for studying so hard.” You gave her a grin. 
“Yes, you do like to study the male body.” Mrs. Kerrio teased with a wink. You laughed at her response and walked to your car, you’ve lived there long enough for her to see some men walk in and out of your apartment. “Oh, to be young again.” She shook her head, continuing to spray her growing flowers and plants. 
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Arriving at the bar you did what you always do when it comes to getting a man in your bed. Scoping out the area of the place, seeing who are the couples aka the men that are off limits. Watching the group of people on the dance floor, grinding up against each other, you groan in disgust. It seems like nowadays the more ‘experimented’ gentlemen don’t come to the bars anymore. Sighing, you need to face the fact about dating someone your own age. The thought of that made you sick, just imagining dating a male that was basically a virgin and not knowing the female body made you not want to date.
Something caught your eye on the other side of the dance floor. A good looking man with a light tan, raised his glass in the air and wiggled his eyebrows. He looked fairly young, but looks are always deceiving. You acted as if you weren’t interested, a cat and mouse game was always fun.
Swiveling your chair back to face the bar you waited for the stranger to approach you. Stirring your fruity drink you waited and waited. 
“Don’t act like you’re not interested.” A gravelly voice spoke beside you. 
“Excuse you?” You arched your eyebrow at how he had so many other things he could say he chose to pick this. 
“You saw me show interest in you and you turned around, waiting for me.” His eyes darted to my drink. “You’re also having a fruity drink.”
“Which means?” You eyed his ink covered arm; his wrists were covered in black symbols from his elbow to his shoulder covered in skulls, looking back up to his crystal blue eyes, the man also had a salt and peppered beard.
He chuckled. “Which means you’re waiting for someone to ask if they can buy you a drink, a real drink. Something stronger, something to really get you buzzed.” The male raised two fingers towards the bartender. “Two shots of whiskey, please.” The bartender who was cleaning a glass nodded his head, stopped what he was doing and started to serve us. Pouring whisky into two shot glasses he slid them towards us. 
The man smirked, grabbing his glass and held it up. “To a new friendship?” He smirked, quickly tossing the shot back and swallowing it as if it was nothing. 
“Or something more?” You grabbed your glass and quickly shot it back, luckily college taught you one thing, how to handle liquor. 
“Randy.” He introduced himself. 
“Y/N.” You licked the remaining whiskey off of your lips. “How’d you know all about what I was doing?” 
“I can read women and what they want.” He shrugged. 
“What do I want now?” You bit your bottom lip, looking up at him. Hoping to hear what you wanted out of his mouth. 
“A nice, romantic date and wanting to get to know each other, dinner maybe and for me to meet your parents and see where it goes.” 
Your face fell. This man wanted something and you’re here craving for something else than intimacy. 
Randy laughed. “I’m joking, you obviously want to be pinned to a surface and have your pussy pounded.” He growled, his eyes becoming dark. “Lets face it, you don’t care about me and I don’t care about your family tree. I don’t care where you’re from or your past. All I care about is you giving me consent on fucking you.” 
You swallowed hard, not expecting that you raised your finger up. Another shot of whiskey slid towards you. Grabbing the shot you drank it quickly, swallowing the burning liquid, you nodded. “Let’s fucking go.” You breathed out. 
Randy slammed a twenty dollar bill on the counter, grabbing your hand and dragging you away from the bar. Not even caring about his change he was supposed to receive. 
Walking out into the cool night, Randy looked around for his or your car in the parking lot full of vehicles. “Fuck it.” He snarled, dragging you into a dark alley and pinned you up against the rough brick wall. 
You normally don’t fuck strangers in a dark alley passway but there was something about this man that made you want to do this. Randy spun you around, pushing your breasts against the brick surface and started to fumble with your dress, pushing it upwards. “Naughty girl, no panties.” He panted, his chest started to heave. His large hand smoothing over your bare cheeks, only to go downwards and cupped your already drenched pussy. “I’ve barely even touched you and you’re soaking wet.” Randy laughed, the tip of his index finger dipping past your folds, entering you. 
A soft cry escaped from your lips, arching your back and pushing your hips towards the man for him to push more digits into you. “So needy.” He hummed, pulling his hand away from your heat you whined loudly at the lost contact. “I love it.”
You heard Randy’s belt buckle clank as he tugged his pants down. “Randy, hurry.” You needily whined out, swaying your ass. 
Randy slapped your ass roughly and gripped it. “Be patient.” He sternly said, his hot breath hitting your neck. Randy pushed down his boxers and stroked his throbbing cock. He kicked your ankles, spreading your legs further apart. 
“Randy please, I need you.” Randy shoved you roughly against the rigid wall. A soft whimper escaped your lips, a bit of terror ran down your spine from the roughness, but your pussy throbbed with excitement. You wouldn’t be surprised if bruises appeared on your breasts after being pinned so roughly against the wall.
“You want it so bad, then fine.” He hissed in your ear. Randy pinned your hips against the wall with his, grabbing the base of his cock he slid it in between your lips, pushing through your tightness. 
You both moaned loudly, Randy quickly covered your mouth with his hand. “Shh, shh.” He hushed you as a group of college students walked past the entrance way of the alley, heading towards the bar you and Randy were in. 
Once the group of young adults were out of sight, Randy started to pump his hips against you. His thick cock rammed in and out of your wet, aching pussy. “Oh my god, fuck- fuck yes.” Your cries were muffled by Randy’s hand. He let go of your mouth, turning your head towards him he placed his lips against yours. 
His free hand gripped your waist as your hands were against the brick wall, trying to steady yourself from Randy’s forceful thrusts. As you held yourself up against the wall it bit at the palm of your hands, leaving scuff marks. You bit Randy’s bottom lip and gave it a tug, letting go. 
“Such a whore.” He teased, a smirk on his lips. 
“Then fuck me like a whore.” You nearly screamed as his cock hit your pussy from a different angle. 
“Fuck, your pussy is so tight around my fucking cock. Nearly came when I entered you.” He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut. 
“Fuck, just like that, don’t stop.” You wailed out, the coil in your stomach tightening. Randy’s cock twitched in your tight channel. “Is somebody about to come?” You teased, looking over your shoulder with a cocky smirk. 
“Yeah, you are.” He let go of your waist and grabbed your hair, giving it a rough tug and started to thrust faster. Your lower belly grew hotter and tighter, your cunt gripped Randy’s cock like a viper grip. The hand that Randy used upon your mouth now in between your thighs, circling and rubbing your sensitive clit.
“Holy shit!” You screamed, clawing at the bricks, trying to dig your nails into the hard clay. “Yes, yes, yes.” You gritted your teeth and shut your eyes tightly as you were at the peak of your orgasm. 
“Yeah come for me, fucking slut.” Randy’s grip grew tighter in your hair. You started to see dark spots as you reached your climax. 
“I’m- I’m coming, I’m fucking coming.” You sobbed, your come creaming all over Randy’s cock. 
“Fuck yes, come on be baby. Come on me.” Randy’s thick cock exploded in you, his hot come painting your walls white. “Fuck yes, take all of my come. Such a good girl.” He grunted, pumping his cock a few more times as he emptied himself in you. 
You stood there shocked, he was the first man ever to come in you. You forgot a condom and you didn’t realize he didn’t wrap himself, maybe that’s why it felt so fucking good. Randy slowly pulled out of your tight cunt, watching both of your come slipped down your inner thigh. He chuckled at the sight of the mess on you. Your pussy pulsing now that there was nothing stuffed inside of you.
“That was fun.” Randy breathed out, already pulling his boxers and pants up.
“Y- Yeah, it was. We should do it again sometime, yeah?” You suggested fixing your dress while Randy was already tucking his shirt into his pants. 
“Sorry sweetheart, one ticket per-person.” He winked. “Or should I say, one cream pie per-person.” 
You frowned, not only did you let this man come in you, he was also fucking women with no protection. “You’re disgusting.” You scoffed, walking away, exiting out of the alley
“Don’t take it personally baby, it was fun!” He shouted out behind you.
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The days rolled on and it was Friday night again. As you got ready to meet your mother’s new lover, you thought about the dark alley fuck you had last weekend. Wishing you stopped and tried to talk to the man instead of storming off, but then again what kind of man was he really after he said those things to you.
Sighing, you grabbed your purse and left your hotel room and made your way to your car. 
Appearing at the restaurant you looked around, trying to find some familiar faces. “Y/N! Over here!” Your mother waved, making your way to the table full of siblings you sat next to your older brother. 
“How’s college?” Your brother, Nic asked. “Fucked silly and sideways along with hangovers?” He snickered. 
“Shut up.” You hissed, not wanting your mother to hear what you’ve been up to at college. 
“Everyone, this is Randy.” Your head snapped towards your mother, at the other end of the table. The male with the familiar tattoos and cold blue eyes stared at you. Your jaw dropped at his appearance. “We’ve been dating for a couple of months and I wanted you all to meet him.” Your mother rubbed his shoulder to make him comfortable. “Randy, this is Nic, Adam and Y/N.” The two boys said ‘Hi’ but you didn’t say a word, just staring at the man that fucked you last week.
“Y/N, aren’t you going to say hi?” 
You swallowed, trying to collect saliva in your dry mouth. “H- Hi.” 
“Nice dress, Y/N.” 
Your face became bright red, it was the same dress he fucked you in last week.
“Let’s eat.” Adam said, looking at the menu. 
“Fancy mom’s boyfriend do ya?” Nic giggled next to you in a hush whisper. 
“I don’t.” You hissed. Quickly grabbing your menu to hide your face in. 
You didn’t even know what the fuck you ordered. Your mind was all over the place and your heart was racing. Everyone made small talk while you stayed silent.
“So, Y/N. Your mom says you're in college. What’s your major?” Randy asked, taking a bite from his food. 
“Why do you care?” You grumbled, not wanting to give this man any information about your life.
“Y/N!” Your mother gasped. “Don’t be rude.”
“It’s fine, I understand.” Randy chuckled, licking his lips. “Do you drink, Y/N?”
“Y/N?” Your mother laughed. “Y/N doesn’t drink. She’s too busy with her nose in a book, studying.” Your mother dabbed her lips with a napkin. 
Your eyes darted towards Randy while he smirked at you. “Oh, I understand.” 
You placed your utensils down rather loudly and quickly pushed your chair out making a loud screeching sound. Everyone at your table and in the restaurant stared at you. “I need some air.” You made your way towards the exit. 
Taking a deep breath of fresh oxygen, you tried to collect yourself. “So, you’re not a good girl like your mother thinks you are.” Randy chuckled. 
“Did you know?” 
“Know what?” 
“That I was her daughter.”
“No.” 
“Then why’d you do it?” You spat. “Why’d you fuck me?” 
Randy looked away, swallowing. “I was once married too, okay? She helped me out with a drug addiction but once I got cleaned, I left her. I started to fuck other women, I went to bars to pick up girls your age.” His eyes looked at you, up and down, your stomach clenched. “Then I wanted something else, I wanted a woman a bit older. Well, your mother didn’t get the memo on what a one night stand was.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “So, I decided to stay... I thought I was ready to settle down again, but I craved for younger women. I didn’t want to break your mothers heart so I go out of town to fuck women, I went to the nearest town with a college.”
“Was I your first pick ever since you’ve been with my mother?”
“Yeah.” Randy scratched the back of his neck. 
“Jesus fucking christ.” You placed your head in your hands, hopefully not smearing your makeup. 
Randy stalked towards you. “How about we just go back inside and try to enjoy dinner.” You were about to push him away but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to him. “Be good or I’ll take you to the nearest alley and fuck you.” He growled. 
“Is that a promise?” You batted your eyes, your panties now getting wet. 
Randy smirked widely. “You're a dirty little minx, aren’t you?” 
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~ WWE/NXT Smut Masterlist 18+ ONLY
⭐️ - request 🖤 - personal favorite 🎵 - songfic 📝 - “i just exist” 🚀 - drabble/headcanon 💬 - comes from a smut prompt (specified in the oneshot)
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Bron Breakker⚠️
⭐️🚀 Calling Him Daddy on Live TV 📝🎀 *untitled*
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Cody Rhodes💭
⭐️💬 *untitled*
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Damian Priest🏹
⭐️ ‘Bound To You In Sin’ (with Rhea Ripley)
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Dominik Mysterio💛
⭐️🚀 HEEL!Dominik SFW & NSFW HCs
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John Cena👋
⭐️ ‘Haunting’
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Rhea Ripley👹
⭐️ 'Behind Closed Doors' (with Liv Morgan) ⭐️ ‘Bound To You In Sin’ (with Damian Priest)
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Special Requests🥰
Madcap Moss🃏 - ⭐️ NSFW Alphabet : J,M
⭐️💬 NSFW Alphabet - Edge
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machine-gun-tommo · 6 months
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masterlist!
i realized that my imagines are starting to get jumbled up and lost on my page so i decided to finally make a dedicated post so you all can find them easily!
__ f = fluff | a = angst | s = smut
__ Johnny Knoxville:
"You're such a tease, you know that?" (s)
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Machine Gun Kelly:
Dry Spell (s)
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Randy Orton:
Frustations (s)
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wwekayfabequeen · 2 years
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Take Advantage | Randy Orton Story  (Part Two)
PART ONE
Randy Orton x OC (additionally with some very light Jeff Hardy x OC because that’s how I roll...)
Disclaimer:  This story is an AU of its own. The WWE history is pretty much the same, but the personal lives of the characters/superstars are fictional. Canon Characters are based on real people with an emphasis on kayfabe storylines. The events in this story are completely imagined and do not reflect true events.  
Warning: Mentions of alcohol and blurred lines from previous chapter carry over. Strong sexual encounters in this chapter. Rough sex, penetration, dominance, etc. 
Background/Recap: After a night of heavy drinking and blurred perspectives, (Y/N) finds herself in a situation she can’t help but wonder is more trouble than it may be worth.
Word Count: 2468
Author Note: Here is part two, after some requests for me to post it! I have part 3 drafted but it may take a little time for me to refine it. Until then, enjoy some Viper smut!
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The next morning, I woke up in my own hotel room, my head pounding. I sat up in bed, rubbing my face as the regret and humiliation began to sink in. I didn’t remember much from the night before, only bits and pieces. With a sigh I opened my eyes to see Jeff sleeping on the couch, still shirtless from the night before. My heart sank, remembering a blur of him basically carrying me back to my room. I looked down to see his shirt on me and began to remember everything else. Mostly remembering my steamy moment with Randy Orton. My stomach turned, whether from the alcohol or the humiliation, and I bolted to the bathroom.
After throwing up in the toilet, I decided on a long hot shower. I let the water run over me, washing away my guilt. Despite everything, I couldn’t get Randy out of my head. It annoyed me that I couldn’t stop thinking of how the moment felt. Even though I had been too drunk to have made any decisions, I still found myself wishing something would have happened. Part of me hated myself for it.  
After my shower, I combed my hair, brushed my teeth, and changed into sweatpants and a tank top. I closed my eyes, not wanting to face Jeff after the night before, not remembering what I said to him. I knew I couldn’t hide in that bathroom forever and had to face any embarrassment. I opened the door slowly, his shirt in hand. By now he was awake, still lounging on the couch as he was also feeling the hangover. I tossed his shirt to him.  
“Mornin” I mumbled. He nodded, sitting upright. He tapped the seat on the couch next to him, beckoning me to come sit. 
“You didn’t have to stay...” I said, walking over and taking a seat. My face was red from embarrassment. 
“I kinda did,” he laughed lightly, “you wouldn’t let me leave.” 
“Oh,” I said, hanging my head. “Sorry.” 
“Don’t be,” he said, nudging me. “I couldn’t leave you like that anyway.” His voice drifted off. He looked at me softly. Jeff was my best friend, I hated him seeing my vulnerable side. I hoped I didn’t jeopardize our friendship with anything I said, or did, but I couldn’t remember anything past crying in his arms.  
“I know I was a hot mess last night,” I said, avoiding eye contact. “I hope I didn’t make an ass of myself.” 
“(Y/N), hey, don’t worry about it,” he said. He was quiet for a moment. “...I’m just glad I caught you when I did.”  
I leaned down, my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands. “Oh God,” I mumbled. I knew he was talking about the entire Randy situation.  
“Look, I don’t know what happened, but I don’t the way he left like that and how upset you were.” His voice was blunt. I knew he, and probably everyone else at the party, had to assume that something happened. I could only imagine the way Matt was judging the situation.  “I just need to know you are okay.” 
“Jeff,” I said, looking over to him. “Nothing happened. It almost did... I think. But I don’t know, I was really drunk.” 
“I know you were,” he said. “I’m just glad you didn’t do anything you weren’t really into...”  
I scooted closer and leaned my head on his shoulder. “You’re too sweet to me, Jeff.” 
“I know,” he laughed, “I mean you started hitting on me when I got you back here.” 
“Oh God, no,” I said sitting up, completely red with humiliation, “I didn’t, did I?”  
“Just a little,” he admitted, putting an arm around me and pulling me back to where I was. “I know it was only the whiskey talking.” 
“I am so sorry, Jeff,” I whispered, still completely embarrassed, sitting up again, looking him in the eye.  
He shrugged with a smile. “It was kind of flattering, but I knew you didn’t mean it. It just wasn’t right... As tempting as it may have been,” he teased.  
“Oh, stop,” I laughed, playfully hitting him on the shoulder.  
“Look,” he said, “Matt saw you and Orton disappear last night. I’ll talk to him and tell him what happened, or what didn’t happen, I guess. Don’t worry about him, I’ll take care of that. You, get some caffeine and food, and I can check on you later. Okay?” 
“Jeff,” I said, biting my lip. “Thank you. For everything.” 
He gave me a wink before standing up and heading to the door. “I’ll always have your back.” 
I did as Jeff instructed and called for room service. Ordering a large coffee and a plate of French toast. There was no way I was leaving that hotel room; I couldn’t stand the thought of seeing anyone from the party... With the exception of one person. I knew it was complicated and wrong, but  The Viper invaded my thoughts. It was as though he awakened something in me that I didn’t know existed. Whether it was curiosity, or just lust, I was losing my mind overthinking it all. 
By mid-day, I was staring at my cellphone. I knew I had Randy’s number from coordinating training for him and Matt. I told myself not to do it, but I couldn’t help myself. I texted him a simple hey, stranger. 
I immediately regretted it, but my heart pounded, waiting to see if he would reply. What felt like hours was only a few minutes before my phone showed a message. Hey yourself. 
I froze, not sure what I was doing. So, I asked if we could talk. He replied with a simple sure. As I was contemplating what to say, a few minutes passed. I heard a knock at my door that stopped my heart. I was hoping it was Jeff, coming back to check on me.  
I looked through the peep hole and saw The Viper standing there in the hallway. My heart immediately sank to my feet. I wasn’t ready, I didn’t expect him to show up. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights.  
“You wanted to talk?” He said, stepping into the room, acting as though he didn’t need an invitation. 
“About last night,” I said biting my lip. 
In only seconds, he aggressively shut the door and backed me against the wall. Without another word, his hands pinned mine to the wall and his lips crashed onto mine. I was in total shock, but moaned into his kiss. It was full of passion and what almost seemed like frustration. He broke the kiss, his intense eyes meeting mine.  
“Tell me to stop,” he said, his eyes searching mine.  
“No,” I whispered between heavy breaths, as I leaned up to kiss him again. I didn’t know what I was doing but I loved how it all felt.  
“Good,” he muttered into the kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth, immediately taking dominance. He let my arms go, only to pick me up. The next thing I knew he was throwing me onto the bed and taking off his shirt. I watched as he crawled over me. 
The way he looked so intimidating was incredibly sexy. I gasped as he pinned me to the bed, kissing me roughly. He used his knees to spread my legs, taking total control of the situation. I wanted this so badly in that moment. I moaned into the kiss, feeling Randy grin wolfishly. He perched up and began to undo his pants quickly, I reached for mine but he quickly stopped me. He wanted complete dominance, everything would be on his terms, and I liked that. I laid there, submissive as he removed his pants and pulled down my sweats. He wasted no time in returning to kiss me with that fiery passion once again, between kissed he was pulling off my tank top and unclasping my bra. 
My head was spinning and my heart was pounding, I couldn’t believe what was happening but wanted nothing else. I was lost in the moment and his kiss when I felt his rock-hard cock come crashing into my tight pussy. I cried out in surprise, jolting at the sudden sensation. With a smirk he moved to kiss my neck, thrusting deeply into me.  
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” he said, biting at my neck. I moaned in complete ecstasy, not noticing the pain of the bite. I clenched through the pain until I finally adjusted to his size and length. “I’m going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.” 
“Please,” I begged. His trusts were fast and hard, I began to cry out in pleasure, taking in every inch of him. Abruptly he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach. Quickly and aggressively, he thrust into me again from behind. I screamed out as I felt his weight on my body. His hand reached around to hold me by the throat, tilting my head up so he could smother my neck with his rough kisses and sucking hard on my soft skin. His other hand buried itself under the front of me, finding my clit and playing with it. 
The entire bed was rocking and I knew the room next door undoubtedly heard our moans. My hips buckled as he found my sweet spot. I screamed loudly as my walls tightened with an orgasm surging through me. Randy’s cock pulsated inside me - I knew he was close too. Quickly he turned me over again, steadying his pace as he kissed my once again, moaning out loudly as he finally came. He collapsed on top of me, just as breathless as I was.  
“Holy shit,” I said, trying to find my breath. 
“I wanted you to remember it,” he said.  
After taking a minute to collect ourselves, I still couldn’t process what had just happened. Both Randy and I began to get dressed. I was searching for my words when all I could manage to say was that we shouldn’t tell Matt, earning a smirk from The Viper. 
“Don’t tell me you don’t think it could be a really good angle for our rivalry,” he said. “Just think of the crowd’s reaction if you turned heel like that.” 
“Are you ever not thinking about work?” I teased, slipping my top back on. Randy approached me, kissing me deeply. 
“Well, I wasn’t thinking about it when we were doing that.” He nodded towards the bed, causing me to blush.  
“Look, I’m really not looking fo-” I began but was cut off. 
“I’m not looking for anything either, this doesn’t have to mean anything if you don’t want it to,” he said, staring down at me. 
I nodded, smiling slightly. I didn’t know what it was between Orton and me, but I knew it was trouble. 
“That being said,” he said, his hands placed on my hips. “I’m not one to turn my back on a gorgeous woman completely.” 
I blushed, biting my lip. “So, casual sex?” 
“Whatever you want to call it, sweetheart,” he replied. He used one of his hands to tilt my chin to the side, admiring the hickey he left on my neck with a smug smirk. “When you need me, I’ll be around.” 
His charisma was irresistible, but I felt like there was a catch to all this. There always was with him, at work anyway. Then again, to be the best heel in the business, the lines had to blur somewhere into reality.  
He took his leave and left my room. I smiled to myself, loving the thrill of it all. I had never been a casual-sex kind of girl, but something about the idea was exhilarating to me. I freshened up before starting to pack up to head out of the hotel. After a while there was a knock at the door, I was suddenly hit with anxiety, knowing it was probably Jeff, or less likely Matt. 
I opened the door to see Jeff standing there with his duffle bag.  
Shit, I murmured before opening the door, trying to act as natural as possible. “Hey, Jeff.” 
“Hey, how ya holding up?” He said, walking in and dropping his bag on the floor.  
“Not bad, just packing,” I said, crossing my arms. He looked at me, noticing something that hadn’t caught his attention earlier. 
He stepped towards me, gently brushing my hair away from my neck, raising his eyebrow at me when he noticed the bruises from the bites and hickey that had been left there. His expression was stern. “That wasn’t there earlier, was it?” 
I quickly covered it back up with my hair again, blushing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 
“You know you can tell me anything, (Y/N),” he said, taking another look at the hickey, more closely. “Jesus, were you mauled? That’s quite the mark he left on you...” He began to put it all together. “Who was it, anyway?” 
I knew he was suspicious; I knew he already probably knew the answer to his own question. I felt guilty, though I wasn’t entirely sure if it was because of my status as Matt’s manager, or because of the look Jeff was giving me and the way it made my heart drop. “Jeff...” 
“I can guess, if you’d like,” he said bitterly. “This really isn’t like you, (Y/N).” 
“I know,” I sighed, in defeat. “But it didn’t mean anything, it doesn’t mean anything.” 
Jeff sighed, grabbing me by the shoulders gently. “You’re an adult, you make your own decisions.” His tone was serious, “but I can’t see you get hurt, okay?” “Yeah, I know,” I said, looking down.  
“I care about you, but your business is your deal. Just don’t tell Matt, he’s still mad about that match last night and this definitely wouldn’t help.” He paused, looking me in the eyes. I noticed something in his stare that I didn’t really understand.  
“I know, Jeff...” “I just... Why him, (Y/N)?” He asked, his voice sounded almost hurt.  
“I really don’t know,” I said, looking down. I couldn’t look at him in the eyes. “It just sort of happened.” 
He looked taken aback, like he couldn’t understand. But then again, even I didn’t understand. Finally, he picked up his bag and shifted towards the door. “Well, we are still heading back to Cameron for a few days before the next show in Atlanta. Are you still going to stop by to talk business with Matt?” 
“Yeah,” I said, crossing my arms. “I’ll be there after I check in with my family back home. Probably Wednesday.”
“See ya then,” he said, before walking out the door. 
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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years
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Randy Orton Masterlist
Protective (Headcanon)
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harmshake · 4 months
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Better Than Ever
Randy doesn't call himself "Daddy" for nothing...
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Randy Orton x Fem Reader | 18+ ONLY, NSFW, smut | 2k words
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It was never easy to be apart from Randy, the man you cared about deeply, but you couldn't put your life on hold and stay with him in Missouri. While he never asked or required it, you were tempted to, however, because it wasn't like he was on vacation. He had a back injury that was gnarly enough to keep him away from work and away from you for months.
But as his on and off again girlfriend, and former manager of his tag team, RK-Bro, you stayed in touch enough that it soothed the aching distance between you. The last time you saw Randy was a few months ago when Raw came to his state. It had been a fun visit, as usual, one that started with him hugging and kissing you before he made you dinner and ended with him in your mouth for dessert as he reclined on his sofa, his big hand softly fondling the back of your head.
You and Randy were somewhere between best friends and lovers...and the lovers' part always took over when you were around each other. Yet you were hesitant to push him to do anything that put a strain on his back, something he would fight you on but you weren't hearing it. You were satisfied with his mouth on you, your mouth on him, or his fingers in you.
But you'd be a liar if you said you didn't miss that big ass dick. Both of them as Randy could be a loveable dick that made you laugh. He did so now as he gazed at you through his iPhone camera as you FaceTimed the day before you had a flight to Survivor Series—the first show he would work in nearly two years since his injury.
"You kiss your mother with that mouth? All I said was watch your tone." His devilish grin pulled at his lips as he questioned why you spat a playful fuck you at him when he declared he was ready to blow your back out...and then you declared in a haughty voice that you'd like to see him try. 
"And I said what I said," you reiterated with your pouty lips and made him snort a giggle at your pretty face on his screen. "So, when are you getting into town? Where are you staying?"
"Around nine in the morning. And you ask me that like I'm not staying with you between those legs," Randy replied with that grin still on his handsome face. It was partly covered by his black hoodie pulled over his head as he sat in what looked like a Starbucks in his background.
"Why are you so comfortable being naughty in public like this?" you asked with a smile of your own taking over your face as you lounged in your hotel bed.
"I wrestle half-naked on live television, babe. I'm not new to this, I'm true to this," Randy said with a flick of his tongue on his lips. Couldn't argue with him on that, you figured. Instead, you invited him to the hotel in Illinois that you booked for tomorrow. When he showed up in a different hoodie, all red that matched with his sweats that showed off his goods, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your lips before you could finish saying hello.
"You missed me?" you murmured against his mouth and reached your hands up to nestle the sides of his face. You kissed him as his hands ran down your back and over your thick ass.
"Damn right...missed all of this," Randy growled as he cupped and squeezed your cheeks which were barely covered by your fluffy, white robe that bunched up in his huge hands. You had just got out of the shower in hopes that you'd have time to freshen up before he arrived, and he got here earlier than you expected.
But you weren't complaining as Randy's soft lips kissed along your jaw and neck to make you growl back. You missed all of him, too, like his warm, strong body up on you as he lifted you into his arms. He kept his grip on your ass as you circled his waist with your thighs, falling deeper into his warmth, his familiar, tonka bean cologne just as warm as it filled your nostrils. It made you moan more as his tongue curled on your spot on your neck before he sucked it.
"You sure—mmmm—you sure you can carry me?" you whispered, half-joking and half-worrying about his back. You knew he was healed and ready for ring action, but deep down you feared you'd jinx him by fooling around so close to the event.
But he carried you effortlessly while walking straight to the queen-sized bed towards the center of your large suite. Your distracted hum from his mouth yanked a chuckle out of him as he carefully laid you on your back and yanked open your robe.
"You're still trying me with that shit, babe?" Randy's low, slightly gruff tone dropped even lower as he slid his fingers onto your waist, your eyes catching his blue ones that flashed with an impish fire in them. He flipped you onto your stomach with your naked lower half exposed as his fingers continued to rub you down and scoop you up by your hips to put you on your knees. You felt yourself tremble in his hands from his warmth again, this time it was his breath as it kissed your pussy lips before he did and purred to it, "My back is better than ever...and you're about to find out after I eat this pussy."
His tongue shot out to part your slick lips that he made slicker with his long laps over your clit and little hole before he spat on it. Your mouth smudged to the downy comforter beneath you that absorbed your moans from Randy's lengthy licks that suckled and pulled you closer to a shivering climax out of nowhere. You trickled down his prickly bearded chin as he tasted you for the first time in months, every last drop. 
"This pussy is still so sweet...and so soft," Randy groaned behind you as he gently pushed his thick, middle finger into the mess he made of your gushy folds already. You were trying to come down from your high but he kept you lifted, your body still flinching with a delicious afterglow, as he pumped and twirled his digit within you, and then another, no doubt preparing you for the sweet stretch of his dick that you craved.
You could just hear over your moans Randy's sweatpants hitting the floor and condom foil ripping open. You tried to lift your head to see him and his bare, perfect body but you only saw his hand that swept your hair from your face before he pinned you to the bed by the back of your neck as he stood. You moaned preemptively, knowing what was next before you felt it: The very thick, smooth head of Randy's dick pressing to your hole as he slowly sunk himself inside you.
"Goddamn, Daddy," you hissed as he took his time working himself to the back of your pussy, his free hand fastened to your right hip as his hips rocked until you felt his warm body against you. It had been a while since he had you like this, sprawled out beneath him as he hit with luscious backshots in you that had you whining like it was your first time.
"What, babe? You can't take Daddy in them guts?" Randy's grunts touched your ear as your moans teetered into screams with his body bumping onto your ass with each long, pounding thrust. 
"I can take it..." you replied in a raspy whisper, but you were half-lying. You felt him so deep, so snug and nudged up in your walls, that you felt dizzy. But you also felt so turned on, so hot and desperate to cum on his dick, that you reached a hand between your thighs to tease your clit. You heard Randy moan at the sight of you and you moaned back, "Mmm, fuck me, baby...make me cum for you again."
"How do you want it? Like this...?" Randy slipped his hand on your neck to grasp your left hip as he tugged you closer and on your feet to the carpet, suddenly feeling even deeper as he threw rapid thrusts into you that left your head spinning. Your moans were panting and made him smack his hand to your left ass cheek which made those pants spike into a yelp. Yet that didn't satisfy him so he switched it up yet again...
"Or like this?" He stripped you of your robe which was barely hanging on at this point and rolled you back onto the bed, joining you and sitting on his knees as he held your thighs to his chest. As Randy carefully slid back in, his thumb slid over your clit as he put his back into it then, steady pounding with drawn-out thrusts that would draw out your orgasm in no time, he knew it. That dick digging right on your g-spot, his thumb caressing your sweetest spot with soft zigzags that made you twitch on his dick and cry out to him. "Yeah, that's it, babe. This is how you want Daddy to make you cum, huh?"
"Fuck yeeees, unhhhh," you cried again as you watched him watch you as he fucked you. His piercing eyes were all over your body, all over your breasts that bounced with every stroke—strokes that made his abs flex and glisten with light sweat as he put in that work to break you down from the inside out. You wanted to keep your eyes on his as they met yours but you squeezed them shut the moment your orgasm snatched you up, your hands snatching up the sheets around you.
"Say my name," Randy commanded with his weight pressing down on you as he leaned over, your toes pressing to the headboard. You were already finding it challenging just to breathe, yet he was persistent with his deep strokes that pounded it out of you as he repeated, "Say. My. Name."
"Randy, mmmmm, fuck!"
"Say...it...right."
"Unhh, Daddy..."
"Daddy knows how to take care of this sweet pussy...right, baby?" Randy cooed to you as you creamed on his dick and nodded your head the best you could as he staggered your body. You heard that telltale snag in his sexy tone that he was closer than you realized, and you watched his gorgeous face twist with a moan before he huskily groaned, "God, you feel perfect..."
"Don't hold back. I want you to cum, please," you begged as your hands gripped his strong forearms that boxed in your body under his. He gave you only a few more strokes before he went rigid, holding himself deep within you as he came and pushed moan after moan from you both. You thought you saw stars surround his face as he brought it to yours to kiss your lips, pulling your legs down to rest on his thighs as he cradled your waist in his hands.
Randy didn't pull out until you stopped shaking, but thankfully his kisses didn't stop as he pulled the condom off to tie and toss into the waste bin by the nightstand. You felt his kisses fall on your shoulder before he pulled away to look at you huffing, worn down as your body glowed with pleasure from him giving you the best sex you've had...well, ever.
You hid half your face in the pillow as you looked back at him with a coy smile as he proved you wrong and left you speechless: His back didn't slow him down not one bit.
He checked the time on his phone that he fished from his pants on the floor before he smirked back at you. That's when Randy tipped his chin and remarked, "Got a few hours before call time. Want to test my back again? Because that was just a warm-up, baby..."
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Can I have Edge x Fem reader x Randy Orton with the prompts “I feel safe with you" + “I want you to be my first” with some soft smut?
Hell yes!
This is gonna be fun!
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dirtywresling102 · 2 years
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Randy Orton - Masterlist
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💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst
Series:
Backstage Affairs -💦
Hotel Secrets - Part 2 of Backstage Affairs -💦
No Strings Attached in the Ring Part 3 of Backstage Affairs -💦
One Shots:
In the Middle Featuring Edge -💦
Night Out -💦
Paid Protection Featuring John Cena -💦
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claymorexpunisher · 4 months
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Brats Have More Fun (CH. 3/?) (18+ Fic)
Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂
Pairing(s): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader
Summary: Bratty Reader pokes fun at Randy for referring to himself as "Daddy" on tv. Randy quickly reminds her why he felt confident in doing so.
Tag(s): 18+, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, primal kink, biting, wrestling, scratching, spanking, sadism/masochism, Daddy kink, Dom/sub dynamic, bratting.
Word Count: 882
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“Why would you call yourself Daddy in front of the entire world like that?” I asked Randy, my tone teasing despite the fact that I was eyeing him with poorly concealed desire as I straddled his lap and we began to wrestle on the padded mat. 
We had decided to work out at home rather than go to the gym, but eventually we got distracted by, well, each other.
“Are you kinkshaming me?” Randy asked, barely winded as we wriggled around on the ground, something akin to amusement colored his tone as he immediately took control and flipped us over. 
I didn’t go down easy, using all of my strength to switch our positions again, but to no avail.
Still, I persisted, letting out frustrated huffs as I willed my core to help me push him off.
“I would never, Randy.” I replied, pointedly not calling him Daddy despite knowing that that was how I should address him when we were in private. 
As I saw something shift in his expression, I let out a winded and devilish giggle. 
“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong, Randy?” I asked, my chest heaving as I smirked up at him, our movements now slowing to a halt.
This is usually the moment where I’d be running. 
Running from whatever punishment would be in store for me for such a smartassed move,and with Randy’s heavy frame straddling my hips, there was seemingly nowhere to go. 
I knew he wanted me to run as I felt his body loosen a bit, giving me the opportunity to actually use my strength and push him off as I finally made a run for it. 
“Too slow, Randy!” I taunted, making the mistake of pausing before I made a run for it again. 
I let out a squeak as Randy’s strong arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me back into our weight room.
Just as quickly as I had run from him, I was plopped back onto the mat flat on my back. 
Wrestling around definitely got our adrenaline pumping and the more we wriggled around, trying to assert our positions, the more aroused we became. 
I couldn’t help but roll my hips against Randy’s, moaning softly as my thin leggings allowed me to feel a zing against my clit as it grazed his hardening cock. 
My movements were quickly halted and my body and brain turned into mush as Randy’s hand suddenly wrapped around my throat and I heard him growl from deep within his chest before he sank his teeth onto the part of my body where my neck meets my shoulder.
Despite me wanting to put up more of a fight, the sharp sensation of Randy’s teeth sinking into such a vulnerable and sensitive part of my body caused me to immediately go pliant underneath him.
Breathing heavily, our lips met in a sloppy and hungry kiss, Randy’s hand never easing its firm grip on my throat. 
“Are you fuckin’ done, you little brat?” Randy murmured, watching my eyelids flutter shut for a moment before my bright, glassy eyes met his. “Hm? Are you ready to stop acting up? Are you gonna address Daddy like you should?”
“Huh?” He taunted as he used his free hand to yank my sports bra up to tweak one of my nipples hard, making my back arch off the mat, my hands obediently resting at my sides even as Randy’s lips closed around one of my sensitive nipples, sharply biting the tender bud before he took it into his mouth again and released it with a soft pop.
“Y-yes, Daddy…” I relented, and I smiled upon hearing him release a pleased chuckle.
The smile gave way to a soft hiss as Randy dragged his blunt nails down my torso, adding to the already intense sensations coursing through my body. 
“Are you sure?” Randy purred and I damn near mewled as I felt him release his cock from his sweatpants and he ran the leaking tip along my swollen pussy lips over my leggings. 
“Yes, Daddy.” I replied, injecting all of my arousal into my response. 
Going off of the primal need surging within us, Randy flipped me over onto my stomach and I instantly lifted my hips so he could remove my leggings. 
My hips stayed where they were, elevated and presenting myself to Randy and I let out soft whimpers as he ran his big hands over my thighs and up my body and back again. 
My legs shook as I resisted against grinding back into his cock and I could feel my essence making his sudden entrance a smooth one that had us both moaning loudly. 
“You can fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock if you promise to be good..” Randy said and I didn’t have to be told twice. 
“I promise! Please, I can’t-” I whined.
“Okay, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock. Show Daddy how much you want it.” He coaxed.
I gasped as Randy’s palms struck down on my ass cheeks as I fucked back eagerly.
The noises that were coming out of our mouths were unrecognizable and I came with a harsh groan as Randy’s teeth once again sunk into my flesh, this time between my shoulder blade. 
Daddy was definitely home…
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romanstheory · 4 months
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Better A Randy Orton One Shot
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Warnings : Heavy Smut, Choking, Spit, Heavy Language, ADULT age gap, Toxic relationship, Edging, Oral (Female receiving)
Word Count: 1,183
18 +
"We're not together remember" I say tossing Randy's bag back at him "We're not together so take your shit and don't come back". I caught him texting other women for the fourth time. One second he's treating me like I'm his and the next second he's hoeing around seemingly trying to get a rise out of me by flirting with the next bitch. "You're right, we're not" Randy snickers, catching his bag effortlessly. He's such an asshole, the kind of guy you want to punch and then fuck right after. He's 16 years older than me, but it seems like he's my age sometimes.... But he's so god damn magnetic. It's almost like his toxic ways keep me coming back. My friends and family hate him, and his feels the same about me.
Our..... Situationship has been full of drama and rough sex. "See you next week" He says with a wink. He leaves without a fight and drives away. I sigh deeply knowing I'm going to have to see him at work. week passes quickly. I walk through the nearly empty halls of the arena, glancing to my right seeing Randy flirting with another girl, I've never seen her before. He looks up at me, bites his lip and winks. I roll my eyes, spotting Jey Uso. I shoot Randy a sharp look and stop walking in front of Jey. "You look really good tonight" I say scanning him up and down licking my bottom lip slowly.
"Oh uh, thank you!" Jey says sporting a wide smile. "Maybe we should link up later" I reply rubbing his tattooed arm. Jey agrees and heads on his way. I could see Randy filling with rage. I look back at him and wink and walk away. The night continues and ends, I've managed to avoid Randy all night despite hearing whispers that he's looking for me. I get back to my hotel room to shower and relax for the rest of the night when I'm startled by someone pounding on my door. I jump up and open it, ready to curse whoever is on the other side of it out. Randy pushes into the room aggressively. "What the fuck was that?" He barks. "Karma" I bark back knowing exactly what he was talking about.
His eyes go dark and his jaw clenches just like it always did in these situations. I cross my arm, leaning all of my weight on one hip. My thin tank top strap slides down my soft brown arm, catching his attention. "What the fuck do you mean Karma?" Randy barks again, remembering he's supposed to be angry with me. "If you can do it so can I" I snicker brushing passed him to sit on the bed. "Did you have sex with him?" Randy asks slowly walking towards me. "If I did?" I tease. "Did you have sex with him?" He repeats himself, this time with a demonic growl in his voice, now standing directly in front of me. He roughly grabs a handful of my soft curly hair, forcing me to look him in his eye. My face leaning on his bulge. "Be a good girl and tell me and maybe I'll go easy on you" He says staring into my eye, his still dark and cloudy.
"I guess you'll never know" I say laughing at his anger. He pulls my hair tighter "Maybe I'll just fuck you better" He says bending down, whispering in my ear. "Good luck" I whisper back. Randy smirks, grabbing my neck and planting a long kiss on my lips. I begin massaging his growing bulge through his pants. He breaks the kiss to slide my shorts off. He pushes me down onto the bed, sliding us both up. He spreads my legs and teases my clit with his tongue. His eyes lock on mine as I already begin to squirm. Back and fourth, around and around his tongue softly circles. He loves slow, making sure I squirm more and move with every movement. I put my hand on his head preparing to reach my climax quickly when he abruptly stops.
"What the hell" I say. "Not until I say so" He says licking his lips. He unbuckles his pants, completely undressing afterward, I do the same thing. He sits on his knees, eyes scanning my body slowly. I can feel my vagina pulsating, waiting for him.... For his touch. He gets between my legs, leaning over me, grabbing my wrists and pinning them to the bed before pressing his entire length into my throbbing vagina. He begins stroking, long, hard, fast, deep. Screams of pleasure begin to escape my lips, I try to muffle them. "LET IT OUT" Randy barks, he loves hearing me scream his name. I open my house and stick my tongue out. He grabs my neck and spits in my mouth before connecting his lips with mine again. his tongue battled mine while he pushed his length into me further and futher
I feel a warmth build up inside of me again, this time more intense. "Fuck! Ohhh fuck Randy! I- oooohhh" I struggle to get my words out as this warmth builds and builds. He swirls his thumb around my throbbing clit, intensifying everything all at once. Just as I begin to reach the tip of climax he stops and pulls out. It's almost like torture not only for me but also for him. He was sweaty, his rock hard member was throbbing, begging for release just like I was. "You're so fucking sexy" Randy says, his hands explore my body, I could tell he wanted to rip me apart, fuck my brains out ten times over. He put my nipple in his mouth, sucking and softly biting while massaging my clit once again. The feeling in euphoric, I never wanted it to stop. I grab his throbbing member, stroking it slowly. I can hear his soft moans and feel his labored breathing.
I push him off of me and get on all fours, shaking my ass in the air. "Fuck me like this" I say looking back at him. Randy could never resist my ass, it was his favorite thing about me. He wasted no time getting behind me and pushing his entire length inside of me once again. We both sigh loudly with relief. Randy groans loudly while he slams himself into me over and over again. The room filled with claps like thunder and loud screams from me. "Randy! Fuck me Randy!" I scream. "Cum all over this dick!" Randy screams. He slams himself into me roughly over and over again, slapping my ass in between strokes. I scream loudly as I finally reach my climax more intensely than I ever have before. My body begins shaking with pleasure as I collapse on the bed. Randy quickly pulls out of me, stroking his dick until his warm juice comes rushing out "Oh fuckk oh fuck" Randy groans loudly. Randy collapses on the bed next to me. "I fucked you better" He says out of breath
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