*Merging these due to similar storyline and limited time to write.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” you muttered. You tightened the strings on your wrestling boots, still pissed off that you’d been thrown in with the Shield. You were new on the block and didn’t have much to say in retort when Stephanie McMahon decided that you would be the fourth and first female member of the most dominant group in sports entertainment. It wasn’t as if the guys were too thrilled to have you on the team—you could say that it was the complete opposite.
“Could you speed it up? We don’t exactly have all night for you to get pretty…” and there it started. You rolled your eyes at Dean’s comment. Not only was he being annoying, he was taking a dig at the fact that you were outnumbered in terms of gender in the group. Just because you were a female wrestler didn’t mean you accepted the categorization as ‘Diva.’
And, you definitely wouldn’t be taken any of his or the other guys’ crap.
“Someone sounds jealous; on my worst day, I’m much prettier than any chick you can bag, Ambrose,” you shot back, standing from the chair. “I’m ready. So you can quit your bitchin’ now.”
Roman and Seth exchanged looks which basically read, ‘Here we go again.’
“Is that so, Princess? I could ‘bag’ you, if I wanted,” Dean challenged with a trademark smirk.
“Not even in your dreams, Ambrose,” you retorted with an eye-roll.
“Both of you need to shut the hell up and get moving.”
Neither of you contested Reigns’ firm response to the bickering. You walked out the locker room, the silver dog tags swinging across your chest with each step you took. The boys were right behind you. Tonight, they had a six-man tag and you’d be in their corner to ensure justice was served… and to make sure Ambrose’s ego didn’t make an appearance and cost his own team a win, again.
“What the hell was that?!” You screamed on the way back to the locker room. The Usos and John Cena had gotten one over on the Shield tonight, and you were livid. It was all because Dean had been too stubborn to tag in Roman. Your anger was directed toward the member who’d lost the match, but he was ignoring you. Bad call. You came up behind him, your voice even louder. “Hey! I’m talking to you, Ambrose!”
He spun so fast that you were almost knocked on your ass. His eyes were cold as ice; his chest heaved up and down from a ragged breathing rhythm. Naturally, you stepped back; he looked pretty pissed off and, logically, you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Ambrose’s wrath.
“Shut your mouth,” he warned in a low voice.
You looked around, seeing that Roman and Seth had made themselves scarce. It was unusual for the guys to split apart from each other but given the recent internal problems Dean had been causing, it wasn’t exactly a surprise to see the others didn’t want to stick around.
“What is your problem?” you demanded. You’d kept your distance, not missing how his eyes angrily raked your body.
“Your mouth is my biggest problem right now and if you can’t shut it, I’ll find something useful for it,” Dean challenged.
Your eyes widened in response. Had he really just spoken to you like that? You stepped toward him and slapped him right across the face, fed up with the continuous disrespect. His head snapped to the side but when he looked at you, your stomach dropped like you were heading down a rollercoaster. You weren’t prepared for him to reach out, grab your face and crash his lips into ours. You were shocked; your jaw dropped, allowing Dean to easily slide his tongue into your mouth. You didn’t struggle. Before you knew it, Dean had your back up against the wall in a darkened area of the hallway. He was lifting your leg, touching the bare skin under your ring shorts. You jerked out of shock, pulling back to look up into his eyes.
“What the hell are we doing? We hate each other… don’t we?” you asked.
Dean gave you a smirk and ripped off your shorts. He hiked your legs up around his waist.
“You can try to tell yourself you don’t want me,” Dean said in a low voice. His fingers ran up in between your legs, and they came back slick. “But, we’d both know you’d be lying.”
His lips met yours once again in a bruising kiss. You felt him wrestle his own pants down and then he rubbed his hardened cock against your wet entrance, using yourself as lube. He groaned into your mouth as he slid inside of you, and you swore he muttered your name. You held onto him tightly, feeling him stretch your walls as he pumped himself into your tight warmth. Dean was everything you thought he’d be and then some. He supported you by holding onto your thighs, and started thrusting in and out. You let your head fall back against the wall, letting him control the rhythm and roughness. It felt damn good to be done up against the wall, to hear Dean occasionally groan your name. It sounded wonderful; the power you had over this man in this moment filled you with sweet desire. You bucked your hips with his, riding him like a wave. His grunts became louder, but neither of you cared.
He dug his nails into your thighs as he emptied himself inside of you. With a few more grinds of your hips, you were right there with him. Dean let you down the wall slowly, kissing you with passion you had never dreamed he could ever have for you.
Then again, there is just a thin line between hate and love, isn’t there?
Briee Valentine was a 20 year old Puerto Rican Diva, with the most beautiful curves on her body and was the newest WWE Diva and Fourth member of the shield. But she had what most girls would kill for. The attention of the shield. Each member in their own way loved her in their own right, but none of them hadte told her yet and it was hard to know who would tell her first. Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose or Roman Reigns one of them would have to bite the bullet and tell her eventually wouldn’t they? After all the three of them were madly inlove.
One day Briee had been backstage in the divas locker room, showering after her match against Paige. She was just about to turn her hair dryer on, when a knock at her door stopper her. She put the hair dryer down and answered it, to her surprise Dean Ambrose was standing in the doorway.
"Dean, nice to see you are you alright? You look a bit pale" she said.
"I’m alright, it’s just…the….uh….hot…weather as all." He said "Are any of the…other…divas…here?" He managed to finish nervously.
"No there not, just me."
"Oh! well I was…wondering then…would it be alright if I came in…I need to talk to you"
"Of course Dean! Come in" she said before gesturing for him to come in. "What is it that’s bothering you?"
"I dorm exactly know….how to say this….but the thing is…I…uh love you Briee" she sat there shocked for a moment not quite believing what she had heard, after the silence had gone on, Dean stood up.
"I’m sorry…I knew it was a bad idea" he said before heading towards the door.
"Dean…don’t go…it’s just that…." She trailed off but he was gone.
Not long after that she was in the gym one morning, as she was there from the corner of her eye she noticed Seth Rollins walking towards her.
"I’m guessing your here for the early morning workout too" she laughed, Seth tried to chuckle
"well actually no " Briee was a bit shocked. "I was hoping to catch you here, I needed to speak to you" that seemed like all her friends had been doing lately.
"This May sound crazy…but you’re an amazing girl…and I…uh…love you…"
"Seth I’m flattered it’s just that maybe we should wait until everything has settled down a bit."
"Of course, I understand." He said before walking off.
The following week she was in her hotel room when there was a knock at the door, with a sigh she walked towards the door pulling it open. There in front of her was Roman Reigns. She hadn’t seen him in a long time.
"Roman nice too see you" she said
"I think I could say the same to you" he began "hey listen are you busy right now?"
"No, just resting up before the show tomorrow night" she said smiling "is something the matter?"
"Not really, it’s just something that’s been bugging me a long time." He said "the thing is, I know you’re only new here…but..I..uh can’t help myself being drawn to you. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you." She was speechless first Dean, then Seth and now Roman.
"The thing is…." She began "I don’t know if anything should happen….not if we’re all working together, I don’t want things to get awkward."
"Thank you for being honest not a lot of chicks would do that."
~ 3 years later ~
As it turned out that those weeks three years ago, had made Briee realise that she did love one of them. She loved Dean. She remembered the night he had come to her locker room, when she saw the panic the terrified look in his normally sweet blue eyes. She had wanted to tell him then and there he had run off too quickly, mistaken her silence as though she wasn’t interested when the truth was, she had always loved him. Ever since that night he confessed his feelings she’d never been more sure of her own. She had left the company a few months ago. They had been married a year now, and Briee cradled the newborn baby girl of just three months into her arms when Dean snuck up behind her. Carefully, he picked his daughter up as Briee gently lifted her arms to ease the transition. He sat on the couch his daughter wrapped into his arms, her blue eyes - exactly like her dad - looked up directly and lovingly towards him. He gently rocked the quiet baby, who soon fell asleep cosily in his arms. He kissed his wife’s forehead lightly.
"I love you" he said "both of you, mean the world" he said as Briee laid her head onto his shoulder.
"Dean I love you too, both of you." She said looking from her daughter to Dean.
~ AJ ~
Alexis and Dean had been dating for the past year and things could not have been going any smoother for the couple. Alexis was due to have a handicap match against Nikki and Brie the Bella Twins.
“Be careful out there” Dean said. He loved his girlfriend and trusted she could put up a fight but he worried especially since it was a two on one situation.
“Don’t worry Dean, I promise I’ll be fine” She said before Dean sighed, ignoring him she pulled her boyfriend’s lips close to hers to kiss him passionately.
~ During the match ~
The match went exactly how Alexis had predicted she had gotten the upper hand in the first few short minutes, before The Bella twins had used ‘The Bella Buster’ and knocking Alexis to the ground. Everything around her suddenly went black. When she awoke, she looked above her to see that her head was placed in Dean’s lap, and he was soothingly stroking her hair but was worried about her. When he noticed her awareness he gently kissed her on the lips passionately, before he picked her up and carried her backstage to get medical attention
~ Hotel Room ~
Once Alexis had been cleared of any medical injuries - other than a bruise and a headache, Dean helped her back into the car and carried her up the stairs where there hotel room was. He opened the door and placed her gently onto the bed. He handed her a bottle of water which she gladly accepted and placed himself next to her.
“Are you alright?”
“Just a little hot, but otherwise I’m fine Dean”
“You really scared me out there.”
“I’m Sorry Dean…I didn’t mean to and thank you for helping me” she said before kissing him.
“That’s alright” he finished before he began to kiss her back this time.
Things became heated and Dean began to worry, he looked at Alexis before he continued.
“It’s alright” she said “I promise I’ll tell you if it gets too much, besides I need the cheering up. Dean gave into his girlfriend as he pulled off her shorts, leaving her covered in very lacy red and black lingerie. He soon removed the bra and then went to remove her underwear.
“You weren’t kidding about being hot” he said teasingly, she play slapped him.
“Shut up, or I’ll just leave you awake while I sleep.” She said back.
“Fine I surrender.” Dean began, giving into temptation he pulled Alexis’s face closer to his own and reciprocated her own advances by kissing her with an even deeper hunger of his own. Alexis soon pulled off Dean’s shorts off leaving the two completely naked. Dean used his soft lips to place kisses all over her body. Alexis moaned from pleasure. Dean soon decided he wouldn’t give her what she so desperately wanted - well not yet. He utilised his hands moving them throughout her body. She felt shivers go through her entire body. He decided ‘teasing time’ was over and ‘playtime’ was just starting to happen. Alexis moaned from pleasure completely overwhelmed by his sweet aroma she had inhaled that was Dean Ambrose. His body soon entered her own, and he decided to further move his own hips, teasing her further. Soon as the heat and gravity became a factor, the two bodies relaxed and their heart rates soon eased. Dean gently brushed a strand away from Alexis’s head before he rest her head onto his chest and watched as she fell asleep.
~ AJ ~
I can’t believe I just poured my heart and soul out to the man I have grown the biggest crush on. It was a stupid crush too. It made me feel like I was in high school again. My heart raised when I talked to him, my mind wonder to what he thought of me. My palms got sweaty when he asked me questions. I was a nervous wreck around him, but I had fallen in love with the way he has made me feel. It was an amazing feeling. I didn’t want to get through that, I wanted to enjoy it. But there was a little problem; he was taken. Why must he be taken? He didn’t have much to say when I told him; but I couldn’t go on without telling him.
It has been a couple weeks since I poured my heart and soul out to him. I was sitting at the hotel just doing some email work and getting stuff answered, when my door was knocked on. I slid out of the bed and walked towards the door, I checked the peephole to make sure it wasn’t someone I didn’t want to deal with. I opened it when I saw him standing there staring at me. He sighed and rubbed his neck, “can we talk?”
I nodded and let him in, I walked back over to the bed and closed my laptop and sat down slowly, “what’s up?”
“I was an ass when you told me how you felt about me,” he said slowly sitting down next to me. “I shouldn’t have been that way towards you Destinee, I feel bad.”
“It’s okay,” I told him and placed my hand on his, “you have a girlfriend, I can get over it.”
“I don’t want you too,” he said softly and sighed, “I want to make us work.”
“How? You have a girlfriend Jon,” I told him softly.
He sighed and squeezed my hand, “no, I broke it off with her after you told me.”
“That was two weeks ago Jon,” I told him, not sure where this is going.
“I know, I needed to make sure I did the right thing before I actually asked you what I’m about to ask you,” he said softly.
He was nervous, “are you okay?”
He nodded, “yeah, I am, I’m just nervous, you make me nervous.”
“Why?” I asked confused.
“Because I feel like I need to impress you, but I know I don’t,” he said and sighed.
“So what did you want to ask me?” I asked getting him back on track once again.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked softly.
I nodded and leaned up kissing him, “yes, yes I will.”
He smiled and kissed back, “good because I feel like for the first time in all my life, I think, I think I may be falling in love with you.”
I melted into him. He was pouring his soul out to me. I couldn’t wait to see where this would lead, but right now his lips were pretty damn enticing. So that is just what I am going to do right now.
I hope you enjoyed. I’m sorry there’s no sex scene…I just couldn’t get one out of me! I’m really sorry! I hope you still liked it! –Cay! <3
Everyone was going out tonight, it was the one time that she would love to go out because there were her coworkers that she never got to hang out with outside of work and loved hitting the clubs with. There was just one problem about tonight though, she wasn’t in the mood to hit the club. She was laying in her hotel bed when her phone began to buzz uncontrollably and flash at her. Reaching over she grabbed it off the bedside table. Glancing down she saw her good friend Dean Ambrose texting her, ‘please tell me I’m not the only one that decided not to go out for once?’
She chuckled at it, she was shocked he wasn’t out with the rest of the group. She replied, ‘nope, this hotel bed is pretty comfy.’
She knew exactly what he was going to say, and it was correct, ‘can I join?’
She shrugged, ‘sure why not, you know the number.’
‘Good, now answer the door,’ his message said and then a knock was heard.
She slowly slid out of the bed and walked over to the door, opening it slowly, “hey.”
He smiled and leaned and kissed her cheek, “hey beautiful.”
She then walked back over to the bed and slid into the bed once again. He followed suit after ditching his shoes. She looked over at him, “you can get comfy you know, I don’t mind.”
He smiled, “this is why we are friends.”
With that said he ditched his jeans and his t-shirt, pulling me in close to his frame. I smiled up at him, “I was about to order a movie, which one do you think we should watch?”
“Whatever you pick is fine,” he told her and nuzzled his nose into her neck.
Smiling widely up at him, “sounds good.”
After the first movie they watched, we were tightly snuggled together. By the second movie, Ambrose had fallen asleep half way through. She found it fun and found his little snores more enjoyable then the movie, well the movie he actually picked out.
Soon enough she had fallen asleep snuggled with him. Enjoying every little second of it. By the time the morning rolled around she woke to feeling his eyes staring down at her. She said softly with her eyes still tightly shut, “you know it’s not nice to stare at person who is trying to sleep…”
He chuckled, “I can’t help it, you are so beautiful when you sleep.”
She blushed up at him, “I’m sure I’m not a beautiful sleeper.”
“You are, you are a beautiful angel when you are asleep,” he said softly. “I would have never guessed that.”
“Shut up,” she told him and smacked his chest lightly, hiding her face from him.
He laughed and pulled her in closer, “I think we should do this more often.”
“Oh ya?” she asked with her head still nuzzled into his chest.
He nodded and ran his fingers through her hair, “what you think?”
“I think I could enjoy it,” she said smiling widely up at him.
Hope you enjoyed! –Cay <3
She had the look that WWE was looking for, but what shocked the rooster and the fan base was that she could wrestle and she was damn good at it. She wasn’t just all looks, and that is how she won the WWE Diva Search. She even shocked the WWE world when she slid into the WWE ring while Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose were having a match. What shocked them all the most was that she smacked Ambrose with the steal chair she held in her hand.
He rolled over in pain, shocked that this beautiful woman had just smacked him hard with the steal chair. He hadn’t done anything to that woman and had no clue why she had done it. The only answer that came to his mind was that the Authority had sent her out here.
She quickly slid out of the ring, slithering back up the stage. The look on her face was mixed, he caught the look in her eyes. She felt bad for hitting him, she held concern. He was definitely going to search her down and figure what exactly that was about.
He found her sitting in catering, sitting down, still sweaty from his match, breathing heavy as well. He composed himself, and she waited, “what was that for? That was out of no where.”
“Sorry Stephanie said I needed to do it, you know in order to prove myself to her,” she said shrugging. He sighed and rubbed his neck, “heads up would have been nice.”
“She wanted Rollins to win, you know that,” she said playing with a napkin that was still lying on the table.
“I’m okay, you didn’t break me,” he told her touching her hand.
She smiled up at him, “good, I tried not to do it that hard.”
“I can take a hit,” he said and winked.
A month down the road, Dolly and Ambrose had hit it off. Keeping their relationship private from media and work. His and her close friends had found out and support the twos decision to not let WWE know and change their storylines. She was aligned with Rollins after the brutal attack she had done to Ambrose a month ago. Getting more TV and more matches besides just promos. Meaning one other thing, better pay checks.
It was RAW and Dolly had started the show with Eva Marie. Going for her signature power bomb off the top rope with Eva, Eva kicked her in the head in mid air causing her to loose focus and land hard with her leg twisted. Screaming out on pain the ref called the match quickly noticing something wasn’t right with Dolly.
“Dolly, Dolly, do you need the medic?” the ref asked her, holding her shoulder as she laid on the mat in pain.
She bit her hand in her mouth quickly, trying hold the tears from spilling from her eyes on live television. The doctor came running over and looked at her, she shook her head, “it’s my leg, just help me out of her.”
As the doctor helped her up and started to carry her up the ramp with the help of another trainer. She spots the man she’s been calling her own the last month, Dean Ambrose. She looked at him shocked as he looked worried and she hurried back with their help. She looked at him, “what the hell were you thinking coming out to help?”
“I was thinking about the woman I care more than anything about,” he said quickly. “You are seriously hurt.”
“I think it’s my ACL,” she told him as they helped her up on the trainers table. “I’ve injured it before, in high school.”
He sighed, “I guess we’ll be both out for the time being.”
I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for the request!!!! <3 Cay
Riley and Jon were in the wrestling locker room talking over what was going to happen in his match, she managed him and would get involved in his matches if needed. Jon was changing in to his Mox weens while Riley slipped on some black leggings, six inch high heeled boots, and Jon’s Explicit Mox Violence t-shirt. “Well I’m all ready to go, when does CZW start?” Riley asked as she put on some red lipstick. Jon looked at his watch, “Ten minutes, I’m the opening match, we better get to the entrance.” Jon said standing up.
There she was, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her hair was like gold, and her body was the most amazing part about her. Her body danced gracefully along the stage, and her curves made it hypnotising.
She caught my glances a few times, but never really made real eye contact. The music was slow, and her face was full of emotion. The story she told in her dance was clear. I need to know her.
I watched the last of her performance, then I went back to my hotel. I couldn’t count the amount of times I paced the room, trying to replay the beautiful thing I saw today. I left my hotel room once again and went back to where she made her performance. The other dancers were handing out flyers for a few lessons tomorrow. I took one, hoping I could see the mesmerising woman again.
I couldn’t dance, not how she was performing anyway, but I’m willing to put my self to the risk of falling on my ass if it meant getting closer to her.
The next morning I bought two coffees, one with sugar and cream, the other plain black. I walked into the building and I instantly noticed her, she was wearing spandex booty shorts, and a tight tank top that clung to her curves. She a bunch of her other dancer friends all sat in a circle stretching their legs.
I approached the group and the girls instantly looked at me. I looked at the girl who had me so smitten, “I saw you dance yesterday, you were amazing.” I say handing a coffee down to her. The other girls smiled winking at her and left, but were still close enough to eves drop.
"Oh thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed the performance. Is one of those for me?" She asked hopeful. I chuckled a bit.
"Yes actually. I’m Dean by the way." I handed her the one with sugar and cream. She took a sip and smiled.
"I’m A/N, are you here to actually take the class?" She asked eyeing me from head to toe. I was wearing a pair of shorts and a black t-shirt.
"I was going to yes." I said a little unsure.
We proceeded through the class and I was terrible, falling here and there, and stubbing something. The things I go through for women.
"Ok everyone this was a great day, you can go home now." One of the girls announced and started to clean up a sound system. I plopped to the floor and laid down, out of breathe. I small giggle came toward me.
"Well you look like you had lots of fun." I looked up to A/N standing over me.
"I’m sore everywhere." I state bluntly, she could only laugh. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.
"Well c’mon you big baby, let’s get some ice." We walked out to her car and she drove us back to her place.
When we arrive I plopped down onto her couch, she went into the kitchen and got an ice pack.
I carefully put the ice pack upon his back, he flinched at the touch of the cold. I sat slowly on his back and rubbed his shoulders. My hands moved along his sides and his back, causing him to moan. I leaned in to his ear, “better?” I cooed. He smirked and nodded, a playful grin spread upon my face.
I pushed my hands underneath him, sticking my palms underneath his shorts, I slowly stroked his cock, that hardened at my touch.
He moved my hands from him and pushed me off of his back. He got up from his spot and attacked my mouth. His tongue played on mine and his hands explored every part if my body. I moaned letting him further explore my mouth. His hands moved down my back to my bum, he squeezed gently sending me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
He carried me down the hall and into my bedroom, my lips never leaving his. I hopped down and started to remove each other’s clothing. Once completely naked he didn’t hesitate to throw me on the bed. He spread my legs apart and goose bumps spread on the surface if my skin when the cold air tickled my body. He sunk his length into me, and pleasure eroded. My hands ran threw his hair as he sucked on my neck, leaving his mark. His thrusts were long and hard, reaching places no man has ever been before.
His lips met mine in a heated kiss, while he moved his hips faster and faster. My stomach turned as I could feel myself come undone. My breathing became heavy, and my yelps be came louder as I reached my climax.
We came at the same time, screaming out each others names. He pulled out and layer down beside me, breathing as heavy as mine. “We should do this again sometime.” I whispered as I moved closer to his chest. He pulled me right close, kissing me gently on the lips.
"Oh most defiantly." He whispered back.
Hope you enjoy! I wasn’t sure what a goat convention was… I hope you like it anyway :)
“You sure Angelina will be okay with this?” Dean and Seth asked at the same time.
“Yeah, it’s been a fantasy of hers for a while and it’s something we can all give her for her birthday. What better time to do it?” Roman asks them.
“Good point. Alright man, so long as you’re sure. We’ll follow your lead on the night; she is your girl after all.” Dena said slapping Roman on the back with Seth nodding in agreement of his words.
Angelina was excited for her birthday. She had no idea what Roman had planned but she couldn’t wait. Whatever he had organised would be amazing she just knew it. Angelina McMahon had been in the wrestling industry for a while, not as a diva but as an owner. She was dating one of the top superstars, Roman Reigns, They had started dating while he was still in the Shield and she had always had this fantasy about having sex with all three men at once. She knew it was probably never going to happen but she could dream about it. Roman knew, she had told him a while ago during a game of truth. It had come out much to her chagrin. She thought he would be weirded out but he didn’t seem to mind.
She woke up to find herself alone in the bed her and Roman shared. They both had the day off and she was having lunch with her family and Roman was coming too. He was finally going to meet her parents and she was both nervous and excited. She wondered where he was until she saw the note.
Happy Birthday Baby,
Follow the smell of pancakes and you’ll find me.
Don’t take too long.
She threw on a robe and wandered downstairs seeing her man in the kitchen making pancakes for her. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed his back. “Morning” she mumbled. He turned around, kissed her and whispered “Morning birthday girl” then went back to making pancakes. They had a lovely breakfast together and lunch with her family was great but she knew that Roman had something else in store for her when he took a call during lunch and came back grinning like a Cheshire cat.
When they got home she figured out why. Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins were lounging on their bed completely naked. Angelina looked at Roman confused. “What’s going on?” She asked
“Your fantasy of having sex with the Shield is about to become a reality baby.” He replied leaning down to kiss her. “Don’t worry” she heard Seth say behind her “We’ll be gentle.” Dean finished for him. They got off the bed and stripped her out of her clothes while Roman was getting out of his. Seth turned her around to face him and kissed her. She felt Dean’s hands wandering up and down her body from behind and Roman was sitting on the bed stroking himself. Angelina’s hands went wandering down Seth’s body and latched onto his dick. She started stroking ever so slowly and then dropped to her knees taking the tip of him in her mouth. When she started bobbing her head Seth moaned. Dean shifted her body so that she was on the bed and Dean licked her while thrusting 2 thick fingers up inside her. She moaned around Seth’s dick and he groaned pushing his fingers through her hair he started fucking her mouth while Dean was fingering her. When Dean sucked on her clit she came moaning around Seth’s dick feeling him tense up and then he came, shooting his seed down her throat making her swallow all of it. Roman replaced Dean while Dean took Seth’s spot. Instead of fingering her like Dean had Roman pushed himself inside of her, loving the way she moaned his name. Dean pushed his cock inside her mouth and found himself grinning at her enthusiasm. “You okay sucking me off darling?” Dean asked, checking that she was okay with this arrangement.
“Mmmhmm you taste so good” Angelina moaned up at him. She took as much of him as she could manage until she felt him tense and come. She sucked him until he was dry and then focussed on her boyfriend who had been thrusting slowly throughout it all. He flipped her over onto her back and slammed home. He was thrusting so fast and hard that she felt like he was going to break her in half. When she felt her muscles tense he moved his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit.
“Cum for me baby, make daddy happy.” He growled while rubbing her clit furiously and thrusting even harder. Angelina simply exploded, screaming Roman’s name as she came, seconds later he followed bellowing Angelina’s name as he spilled his seed inside her.
He draped himself over her afterwards until she perked up and asked “Round two anyone?
They continued all night, swapping places and positions. This was definitely the best birthday she’d ever had and it was all thanks to her lovely boyfriend.
Aly (Hope you like it)