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Backstage WWE Ch. 01: Let's Light it Up!

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This is purely a fictional story and done in parody. I'm not 100% up on wrestling so I might not get all the facts straight.

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"What are you doing here?"

I jumped and my head snapped back to see this tall woman with long dark brown hair and a black business suit staring at me coldly.

Even though she was dressed professional, the suit still showed a nice amount of cleavage and you still could still clearly that she had quite a huge set considering the suit wasn't all that form-fitting.

I had a feeling she was one of the Divas, but I didn't know which one. Even so, this woman displayed a strong sense of authority that didn't feel like it was just part of her wrestler's shtick.

I'm Lewis Macias, just your average guy, long dark hair, green eyes, wearing a nWo shirt and black jeans and standing at about 5'6. I used to be a big wrestling fan back in the days of Hulk Hogan, the Macho Man and the Ultimate Warrior.

Life got busy later on so I missed out on the later Stone Cold era and the Rock era before he started appearing in GI Joe movies. I did find a friend of mine that huge into WWE so I joined him for a pay per view on tv and got back into it.

Coming back to it I found myself with a younger generation of unknowns. I still liked seeing that some of the older guys I remembered like the Undertaker and Jericho were still around, so there was some familiarity for me. I decided to check out a pay per view at a friends house. And hey, Undertaker was in the main event so I figured sure why not.

As my friend Jones and I watched the show, drinking beers and having hot wings, I got to see some of these newer guys like Cena and Sheamus fight it out. They even had a steel cage march and I loved those. Then they announced a Diva match.

"Diva match? The hell is that?'

"You know... The Divas. The girl wrestlers. Man have you been out of it for a while Lewis. AJ is defending her title against Layla tonight."

"Wow. Last time I watched wrestling the girls were just the managers. How long has this been going on?"

"It's been going for a few years, bro. I mean they even have their own reality show now."

"Um... Wow..."

I wondered if the girls were any good or if they were just there for eye candy. Soon the match started and I found out it was a little of both.

I was amazed as I saw this absolutely adorable girl with long dark hair in small tight jean-shorts and a small black top skipping happily down the ring with a cute upbeat theme playing. She was simply gorgeous and had an incredible figure, nicely toned and while she was small, her body was nice and tight.

"Dude. Who the hell is that? She's fuckin hot."

"That's AJ Lee. She's the current champion. I agree, she's fuckin cute. But Layla's my girl."

Her opponent, Layla was also a knockout. Wearing a small black wrestling top and shorts, her outfit seemed a bit more leathery than AJ's more casual attire. She has long light brownish hair overshadowing a layer or darker brown hair underneath. She was also thicker and more muscular than her rival, but in a good way. She had an incredible ass and a nice set of tits. My friend showed his appreciation.

"Aw fuck. That's her right there. Damn... I'd spend hours eating that pussy. I'd pound the hell out of that sweet ass. No offense dude, AJ is cute and all but I hope Layla takes the title."

I had to admit, I'd love to fuck then both, but my main attention was still on the adorable AJ. It was a decent match, as far as Diva matches go. Layla came on strong at first using her size as an advantage but AJ still managed to pull off the win and defend her title.

Soon her theme started to play again and she started to skip around the ring and wave to the fans. It was a good show. Not only would I be tuning in to wrestling from now on, I was now an AJ fan.

A month later I found out that WWE was coming down to our town and Jones scored front row seats and backstage passes. While the passes were mostly to hang with the superstars, there was also a contest to hang with one the Divas for a while. This was amazing. And by now I was also a fan of the Rock and he was in the title match.

The matches were amazing. I never got to see a ladder match til now and the battle royale was insanity. It all felt so much more intense in person and there's something about the raw energy of all the fans that empowers you.

My friend brought a sign to show support for Sheamus and one for Layla who was fighting a woman named Kaitlin. AJ was there too and this time she was facing off against Naomi.

As you entered everyone with backstage passes got to pick a ticket with a number on it and put it in a box. We were to return there after the event was over.

After the pay per view was done and Jones was done ranting about how quickly Sheamus lost his match, we went to the raffle. It seems it was winner got first pic and the first couple of winners chose to spend some time with Kaitlin, Layla and Naomi. It never dawned on me why exactly you could just go get autographs and hang with Cena while they had to make meeting the Divas into such an event.

I overheard a father ask one if the superstars about it. Triple H would tell him "Last time we did this one of the fans tried to get kinda out of line with one of the girls. We had to step in and then security came in and yeah, it all got messed up. They're safer in a one on one scenario with guards right outside."

I figured it made sense. Soon my number was called up and I jumped. I saw the remaining Divas at this point, the Bella Twins, Paige and AJ herself.

"Dude!! Here's your chance for alone time with AJ man! See if she can autograph my poster dude. Maybe they do several autographs."

I nodded and went up the stage. My legs felt wobbly and I felt all eyes on me. All the girls were looking at me too, all of then incredibly beautiful. I noticed AJ's sweet brown eyes locking themselves onto mine.

I felt all the blood rush to my face as her eyes bored right into my soul. I'm sure the others were looking at me too, waiting to see who I would pick, but all I saw were her lovely eyes and a smile that practically said 'choose me'. But that had to be me just imagining things.

The guy arranging the event nudged me, "um hey man..." which made me jump and caused some people to snicker. I noticed Nikki roll her eyes at me.

"Yeah I know they're all amazing. You'll never find much more talented ladies than our Divas, but you gotta make a choice. Can't have em all to yourself."

I was blushing, I could feel it in my face as others laughed but I sucked it up and spoke into the mic "um... AJ Lee... Yeah I choose AJ Lee."

AJ gave me another smile as she walked off with the others. We would get to see them after we hung out with the superstars.

We hung out for about half an hour or so. I had a lot of friends that asked me to get autographs from Cena, the Rock and Sheamus. Personally I always wanted an autograph from the Undertaker. He signed one of my classic Wrestlemania DVDs and stayed in character the whole time, not saying much and acting overall creepy.

The time had come and the guys were ready to pack their stuff for the road and wait on the girls. Jones held me up a little giving me some stuff he wanted AJ to autograph.

"And here I thought Layla was your girl." I teased.

"Yeah but I mean AJ is still cool. Plus I got 3 other Divas to sign this poster. Adding her signature to it would be awesome."

"Heh yeah ok. I better go man. The other winners are already going."

The others already walked down a hall and were nearly out of sight by the time I had to catch up. I followed the hallway number on my ticket but it was weird that there was no one around or any guards to lead the way. I thought the Divas were supposed to be well guarded and all that.

I ventured into hallway G as the ticket said and didn't see anything but more hallways. I figured I got lost and decided to turn around and ask for directions. Damn Jones. I didn't want to miss a chance to talk to AJ.

That's when I heard the voice call out to me and I turned to see the woman in the black business outfit. That's how I got to this point.

"I said... What are you doing here?"

"I.. I was looking for AJ..."

She walked towards me, staring me down. "Oh.. Another creepy stalker eh?"

"No! It's not like that! I won a ticket in a raffle to get to talk to her. Look!" I showed her my ticket and everything.

She looked at it and smiled at me. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

"I... Uh... No... I'm sorry I don't remember seeing you wrestle today.."

She extended her hand towards me, reading my name off the ticket. "Stephanie McMahon. Nice to meet you Lewis."

I shook her hand surprised by her firm grip. Everything about this woman displayed a high level of confidence. I still didn't recognize her but the last name sounded familiar.

"McMahon...? Like Vince McMahon...?"

She smiled, a bit of pride and self-importance in her stance. "That's right. I'm his daughter, which means when he's busy, I'm the one running the whole show. All of the matches in this pay per view were directed by me. I came along to make sure everything worked out alright."

"Oh wow. I'm sorry, I've been out of wrestling for a while. My friend kinda got me back into it. I knew you looked familiar but I didn't remember the name."

"It's alright.." She said as her eyes studied me up and down.

"I'm kinda lost though. Can you take me to where AJ Lee is?"

"Oh her. Yes of course. I bet you're so eager to meet our adorable little champion aren't you?"

"Um... Well, yeah..."

"You know, I'm technically her boss. And since the guards are off for the rest of the night I'm in charge of the Divas' general safety. So... If you want to get to AJ, you're gonna have to get through me."

I was caught off guard. Just as I finished saying a very confused 'excuse me?' her lips came down hard on mine. I was shocked. Why was the daughter of the owner of the WWE kissing me all of a sudden?

I snapped out of it and broke the kiss. "Whoa now... Why..."

She looked at me with a smirk. She knew her status is what had me frozen. She obviously loved taking me by surprise. She kissed me again, deeper and more intensely. Her tongue shoved its way into my mouth and seeked out mine.

She had a firm grip as she wrapped her arms around me. I could feel the muscles under her outfit. Feeling her big tits pressed up against me got me hard in a hurry but what really made me jump is feeling her hand reach down and give it a squeeze.

"Whoa now!! Um... Steph.. I didn't come here for that kind of thing..."

"And yet, here you are, hard as a rock in my eager little hand."

"Aren't most you girls married... And to some of these guys that are like ten times bigger and stronger than me?"

She let out a slight chuckle as her hand started stroking the bulge in my pants. "Let me tell you a little inside secret. Most of the time... All of that stuff with the biggest superstar at the time also marrying or dating the biggest diva at the time is all for show. People love that drama."

I was surprised to hear all this, though I mostly held how attentively she was stroking my shaft as she continued to explain, "Do you think if some wrestler kissed another guy's girl in the ring to raise a crowd reaction the other guy would just suck it up and wait for the next pay per view? Pssssh that guy would have ended up in the hospital that same day."

"I.. Never thought of it that way..." I could feel my cock get even thicker in her grasp.

"That one match where Randy Orton cuffed Triple H to the ropes and kissed me... Do you really think Triple H wouldn't kill him backstage if he was really my husband?"

"Holy crap! You're with Triple H??? Dude looks like he can bench press a car!"

She unzipped my pants and reached inside. "Aren't you listening? It's all for show. Whenever you randomly hear a casual mention of one of us married to some nobody that's not in the business... That's when you know it's legit. Otherwise it's all for show."

She kissed me again, this time I couldn't help but play with her tongue. I could feel the cold air hit my cock as she pulled our and started pumping it.

"Oh fuck... Why are you..."

"It's no big deal Lewis. Triple H and the rest get to fuck their little love struck groupies. Sometimes we do it too. I know you're here for AJ... But why don't you show me how you intend to use this on her, hm? Why go for the small fry when you have the main attraction right in your face?"

Just then AJ walked up to us. I couldn't believe it. She was wearing a casual white tee shirt and light blue jeans, and they clung to her figure so nicely. She looked simply adorable and she was just a few feet away from me. She looked on as the daughter of the guy that runs the show had my hard cock in her hand...

"Oh sorry. I was looking for the guy that won the contest. I see you got some fun for yourself there Steph."

Steph smirked. "Oh, he isn't one of mine. This is the guy that won some alone time with you."

AJ looked at me and crossed her arms in a joking manner, "oh yeah, I remember you. Shame on you. Our first date and already cheating on me."

"I...she..." I felt like all of this was happening too fast. Did I stumble onto some sort of underground wrestling sex ring? While my dick said otherwise I honestly just wanted an autograph. It felt so awkward that this was the way I would end up meeting her.

Steph smirked as she kept pumping my cock in her hand. "Oh don't be so hard on the guy. I came on to him. Not his fault I'm impossible to resist. But I swear he was thinking of you the whole time."

"Uh huh. I heard that one." She continued to tease.

"No really. Look at what he has for you." I could feel her yank my cock forward making sure AJ got a nice clear view.

"Aw c'mon Steph... Don't..." I started to say.

I could feel myself blush more than I ever thought possible. But AJ's eyes were already gazing upon my hard cock. My body reacted as my shaft hardened to its fullest, eager to be inside either one of these lovely ladies.

I almost came when I heard AJ's sweet voice say "Mmmm nice."

Steph let me go and straightened her suit out. "Well, I'll let you two get to it. Don't wear him out too much AJ. I kinda like your guy."

AJ laughed a little. "Ha ha. Yeah I'll try not to, boss."

Steph gave me a look and pulled me close again. "You're mine after you're done with her. Don't you forget that. Come see me on the way out or I'll come looking for you."

She let me go and walked off. "Have fun you two. I'll keep an eye out for any stalkers or weirdos." I could hear her heels echo across the hallway as she stepped out of sight.

I put my cock back in my pants and zipped up my pants. "Is she kidding?"

"Nope." AJ smiled. "One way or another you're fucking her tonight. Spoiled little bitch always gets what she wants. Follow me."

"So um.. What was all of that back there?" I asked as I followed her. I couldn't help but admire her sweet ass in her nice snug jeans.

"I'd rather discuss that when we're alone. We shouldn't really shouldn't talk about that in the hallways. She should know better."

As I followed me a million thought raced across my mind. Is this really happening? Am I really gonna have sex with AJ? Sure I thought she was hot, and hell yeah I admit the thought of fucking the sexy minx like crazy crossed my mind a lot. I felt like I was dreaming but I did have Stephanie McMahon's lips pressed up against mine just minutes ago.

AJ les me to her dressing room and opened the door. It was nice with some posters here and there as well as all her wrestling and exercise equipment. I saw some comics lying around and a Walking Dead game there too which made me kinda smile.

She had a locker for her stuff and a dresser with a big mirror. Her wrestling outfit was laying on the bed, yes a bed, which was the first thing was hit my eye when I stepped inside.

"Nice." I said as I looked around. I notice a pile of posters of herself and some autograph pens and a pink 3DS.

"Thanks. So, you have something for me?" She said as she set her stuff aside and sat on the bed.

"Um..."

"You know, to autograph?" She was looking at my bag of posters and things.

"OH! Um, yeah sure." I handed her the bag and she checked it out.

"Oooh cool posters. I see some copies. Do I make these out to some of your friends?"

"Oh, um yeah. Make one out to Jones. And one for Pete. And Tessa. She's crazy about you."

She said "mm-hmm" as she signed everything. Then she gave me a copy of a DVD of her best matches that wouldn't hit stores officially for another month.

"So is there anything you'd like to talk about? Any questions?"

I looked at her and her adorable smile. She had that same look when she was staring into my eyes hoping that I would choose her.

"Uhhhh just um..."

"Ohhh you're wondering if we're gonna do more than just talking. Well that all depends. Do you want to?"

"I um... Are you serious? I mean I just wanted to hang out. I didn't really come here expecting to..."

AJ laughed a little. "Yeah Stephanie really ruined that. Let me explain. We don't do this on a regular basis. And no this isn't some kind of cheap whorehouse or whatever you think. It's a matter of what we're in the mood for at that given day."

"Um... Ok?"

"Alright a few years back Trish kinda messed around with one of her fans at a backstage meet up like this one. We were all afraid of lawsuits but the guy agreed to never tell anyone and well.. There were no consequences... So eventually someone else did the same thing. And so on. Eventually Stephanie made wavers we have you sign to swore that whatever happened never happened and we we're liable to sue if you ever came out and accused us of having sex with you."

"Um wow... Geez..."

"Yeah I know... But hey we have a company and overall image to protect. Look, it's not all the time. If you're bringing the family we're perfect angels and completely professional. But if you're single, and we like you and feel we can trust you not to brag to your buddies, then we might throw you a few hints... and if you get the clue... We make it happen."

"Oh. I see. So I guess only a lucky few get that kind of backstage fun..."

"It's kinda complicated but yeah. We gotta make sure both sides are ok with it. It's another reason this all has to be a secret. We don't want people coming in already expecting us to put out. That'd be kinda messed up."

"Yeah I'd imagine..."

"So..." She looked at me with that lovely smile of hers, "since Steph already ruined the secrecy... Can I trust you to keep whatever happens from here on out between us a secret, Lewis?"

I blushed, "Whoa. Are you serious?"

She patted the side of the bed next to me so I can come over. "Mm hmm. You ARE single right?"

"Um yeah... But what about CM Punk?" I said as I say next to her.

"Oh, didn't Stephanie explain? All that was for show. I'm still single when all the cameras are off and I step out of the ring."

She pulled me close showing me a devious smile and locking her eyes onto mine once again until our lips were inches apart. "So... Do you want to fuck or what?"

This was for real and it seemed like it would be perfectly alright to take her up on her offer. My cock was throbbing hard with the idea of fucking her to even consider turning her down. Something like this was once in a lifetime.

I didn't answer. I just leaned in the extra inch or so that separated us and kissed her on the lips. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, kissing back deeply and with more intensity. I felt her tongue trying to sneak in and I gladly gave her access.

She broke the kiss and looked at me, her eyes now full of desire. "Mmmm I was really hoping you'd go for it. Just hold on..."

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