Carmella 'plays' with Nikki

October 7th, 2019 - Bakersfield California - Monday Night Raw

Becky rolls out onto the ring apron while Carmella swings herself over the top rope in order to enter the ring quickly and with a touch of flare. Nikki stands up and pushes off from the ropes on the other side of the ring. She sees that Carmella has tagged in and actually looks pleased with this turn of events.

Cross motions for Carmella to ‘come on’ with both hands and calls out, “Come play with Nikki!”

Carmella charges at Nikki and Cross surges to forward to meet her with a lariat clothesline but Mella runs right under her arm then keeps going and knocks Alexa Bliss off the ring apron with a low dropkick. Cross comes after her again but Carmella springs back up and once again ducks under an errant strike then sprints all the way across the ring and comes off the ropes on the other side. Nikki whirls around to meet her but Carmella jumps up and gets her legs around her head and swings around with her arms spread wide. MELLA-GO ROUND!

This is the second time of the night that Carmella hit her signature spinning headscissors takedown. But there are two major differences that set this version of the move apart from how she did it to Charlotte Flair earlier. The first difference is that the momentum from swinging causes one side of Carmella’s torn singlet to fly open and fully expose one of her boobs. The second difference is that Mella had much more speed and momentum when she jumped on Cross than she did with Flair. Instead of only swinging around two times like she did earlier, Mella’s extra momentum causes Cross to spin around a full five times. The combined result of those two major differences is that everyone from every angle in the arena gets a good look at Carmella’s exposed tittie as she swings around in the middle of the ring. The fans start cheering at the view that the move provides and the cheering gets louder with each additional rotation.

“yyyyyyeeeeeeeeAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

Carmella finally twists to the side and sends Cross flying. It’s still not clear if Carmella is even aware of her exposure but the fans chant her name in appreciation for the revealing show just put on. “MEL-LA! MEL-LA! MEL-LA!” Carmella gets back up and her attention is immediately caught by Nikki as she watches her opponent stagger to her feet and then stumble drunkenly to the side as a side effect of all the spinning. Carmella lashes out with her long leg AND LEVELS CROSS WITH A SUPERKICK!l

Mella stops short of going for the pin on her disoriented and barely conscious opponent when she looks down and finally spots her wardrobe malfunction. The blonde lets out a little squeak as she grabs her torn singlet and tries to pull it closed. She knows everyone has already seen her boobs but that doesn’t mean she’s going to wrestle topless if she can help it. But before she can fully fix her outfit, Alexa Bliss comes in and sends Carmella sprawling with a hard hit from behind. An unintended result of the sneak attack is that since Mella was holding her outfit and trying to pull the tear closed when she was hit, the sudden jerking movement that sent her falling forward caused her to inadvertently do the opposite and she ends up pulling the tear further open and exposes BOTH her boobs instead of just the one.

The referee rushes over and reminds Alexa that she’s not a legal participant in the match as he tries to usher her out of the ring. The distracted official is just the opening that the crafty Carmella needs to push herself up onto her knees and shoot her leg out behind her for a blind back kick. Carmella’s quick kick catches Bliss in the stomach and doubles her over. The 24/7 Champion doesn’t waste a second trying to pull her outfit closed and instead scrambles back to her feet so she can grab the Goddess’s face.

“You think it’s funny to tear open my outfit and play with my tits in front of everyone?” Carmella growls as she stares Bliss right in the eye. “If you wanna play with ‘em so bad THEN HERE! GO NUTS!”

It’s actually the fans who end up going nuts as Carmella shoves the shorter blonde’s face down into her exposed boobs and does a sexy shimmy which forces the Goddess to motorboat her. “MEL-LA! MEL-LA! MEL-LA!” Alexa lets out a muffled shriek as she finds herself drowning in the - admittedly shallow - cleavage of Carmella A-Cup tits. Maybe this particular maneuver would have been more effective if executed by a woman with a bigger bust but, as Carmella told R-Truth earlier, the Princess of Staten Island knows how to work what she’s got. The fans certainly seem appreciative as Carmella’s name continues to chorus through the arena. “MEL-LA! MEL-LA! MEL-LA!” Carmella shoves Bliss backward and finally releases her from the lovely little prison that many of the fans watching the would gladly commit crimes to be locked in. Alexa is left just as dizzy and disoriented as Nikki was a moment ago so she never sees Carmella’s superkick coming. Bliss crashes to the mat and goes rolling out of the ring.

After dispatching of both Women’s Tag Team Champions with a superkick each, Carmella stands in the middle of the ring and attempts to finally fix her torn outfit. But the second she covers her boobs the fans start to boo. “BOOOOO!” Carmella stares out at the crowd taken aback by the sudden hostility. “What? I can’t wrestle with my tits out!” The large mass of Bakersfield fans are shockingly clear and coherent with their response. “SHOW YOUR TITS! SHOW YOUR TITS!” Carmella’s eyebrows shoot up toward her hair at the raunchy request and she casts a glance down at her barely concealed chest. “Well, it’s not like everyone hasn’t seen them already…” Maybe wrestling topless wouldn't be too bad. Carmella gets an impish grin on her face as she grabs the torn opening of her singlet… AND PULLS IT OPEN! Carmella willingly flashing the audience causes the arena explode in a loud appreciative ovation that easily shatters the night’s previous record Carmella set by pulling down Nikki’s knickers. “YYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”

Becky is shown out on the ring apron leaning against the ring post. She watches her partner’s antics and shakes her head. “Completely shameless.”

The fun comes to an end when Nikki Cross hits Carmella from behind while she’s caught up in showing off for the fans. The fans start to boo the interruption but Nikki pays them no mind as she pulls Carmella back up and whips her into the corner. Cross charges the cornered Carmella but Mella gets her legs up and catches Cross with a boot to the face. Carmella steps back and stretches her leg out and places it on the top turnbuckle then grabs Nikki and tosses her face-first into her foot. Nikki’s head bounces off her boot and the Princess of Staten Island pulls her leg down and moonwalks backward while Cross is left leaning back in the corner and holding her face. Carmella charges back in and jumps up onto the middle rope (which causes her exposed boobs to jiggle a little) then she springboards off the rope and whips her leg around to connect with the back of Nikki’s head for a springboard enzuigiri.

Cross is dazed from the kick and Carmella doesn’t waste any time as she grabs Nikki by the waist and lifts her up so she’s sitting on the top rope. Once Cross is in place, Carmella backs up a couple steps then flips forward and grabs the bottom rope with both hands as she swings her legs up above her and wraps them around Nikki’s head. The handstand does an interesting thing for Carmella’s exposure. Fully extending her arms and flipping herself upside down causes Carmella’s small bust to nearly flatten against her chest. But one thing that isn’t flat, or rather two things, are Carmella’s stiff dark pink nipples which are proudly standing out from the flattened boob beneath them. The temperature of the arena isn’t to blame. There’s some part of Carmella that is very clearly enjoying showing off for the WWE Universe. Carmella swings her leg down and causes Cross to do a front flip off the top rope. AVALANCHE FRANKENSTEINER! Cross crashes down to the mat and Carmella quickly crawls on top of her to make the pin. It’s also worth noting that Carmella presses her bare boobs down into Nikki’s face while she covers her.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THR—” Alexa Bliss dives on top of Carmella to break up the pin and most likely saves the match for her team.

Alexa has a split second to stand up before she’s leveled by a running dropkick from a mostly recovered Becky Lynch. Bliss scrambles back up and backpedals away from Lynch but Becky grabs her arm, spins around and then yanks it down onto her shoulder for an arm wringer then twists to the side and flips Alexa onto the mat for a snap arm drag. Bliss cries out and the referee tries to get Lynch off her so he can get both women out of the ring. But the Man is hellbent on getting some payback for what the Women’s Tag Team Champions did to her and is looking to claim the Goddess’ arm as penance. Becky uses her hold on Alexa’s arm to twist Bliss onto her side and starts to stomp on her opponent’s arm and shoulder. “You think it’s funny to shove your asses in the Man’s face? In what world did you think I’d let ya get away with that?” Becky lives up to her old Lasskicker nickname and delivers a stiff kick to Alexa’s round rear which evokes a high pitched squeal from the five-foot blonde. Lynch doesn’t let up and continues to literally kick Alexa’s ass. “This’ll teach ya not to stick your ass where it doesn’t belong!”

The referee is caught up in his feeble attempts at restraining the **** of nature that is a vengeful Becky Lynch so he doesn’t see Carmella and Nikki Cross getting up on their knees. Carmella glances over her shoulder at her opponent and the distracted official and starts to fiddle with her wrist while Cross disregards her partner’s distress in favor of going after Carmella. She stands up and grabs the still kneeling Carmella from behind but, quick as a cat, Mella suddenly spins around and catches Cross completely off guard when she stuffs something black in her mouth. Nikki’s stares down at Carmella’s BARE WRIST… and her eyes widen in horror as she realizes that the thing in her mouth is a bunched up wad of fancy fabric.. CARMELLA STUFFED STEPHANIE MCMAHON’S BLACK SATIN PANTIES IN NIKKI’S MOUTH!

“MMMMMMHHHHHMMMMM!” Nikki lets out a muffled shriek around Carmella’s clasped hand. Even Cross isn’t crazy enough to enjoy the taste of another woman’s used panties in her mouth.

The referee turns to see what the commotion is about but can’t quite make it out due to the fact that Nikki is facing away from him. He tries to go around for a better vantage point but his attention is drawn to an even louder scream from Alexa. “AAAAYYYYEEEAAAAHHH!” He turns back in time to see Becky roll Bliss onto her stomach, straddle her arm… AND LOCK IN THE DIS-ARM-HER! Bliss screams and shrieks and causes a huge commotion as Lynch wrenches back with her signature submission move.

Carmella capitalizes on the referee’s lack of focus and keeps her hand pinned over Nikki’s mouth as she twists around behind her and wraps her other arm around Nikki’s waist. Nikki’s sole focus is in trying to get Carmella’s hand off of her mouth so she can spit out Stepahnie’s panties. She’s using both hands to try and pry Carmella’s hand away from her face and only offers a token resistance as Carmella’s snakes her other arm around one of Nikki’s then uses that one to wrench her upperbody to the side. Carmella removes her own hand from Nikki’s mouth and brings it down to her waist for some extra leverage as she locks in an abdominal stretch.

Nikki wastes no time in spitting out Stephanie McMahon’s - now saliva soaked - satin panties.

“You might’ve been better off keeping those in…” Carmella whispers in Nikki’s ear from her position behind her. The 24/7 Champion removes her hand from Nikki’s waist and makes a show of wiggling her fingers… BEFORE PLUNGING HER HAND DOWN INTO CROSS’S PANTS!

If Nikki’s eyes were wide before when Carmella stuffed the panties her mouth… now they’re practically bugging out as she finds herself standing in the middle of the ring with another woman’s hand burrowing between her legs inside her pants. “WHAT’RE YOU DOING!?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Carmella replies with a wide grin, “I’m PLAYING with Nikki!”

“UUGHH!” Cross lets out a strangled grunt and wriggles against Carmella in an attempt to escape the lecherous blonde’s hold as her hand begins to work inside her pants.

“What’s the matter?” Carmella asks. “You shoved your hairy cooch in my face earlier and you’re always shouting at me to play with you. I’m giving you what you wanted!”

Carmella’s still visible wrist gives a twist and forces Nikki to let out an involuntary moan and jerk against her. “AAAH!”

“Ah-ha, and we… have… liftoff…” Carmella remarks as she picks up her pace and her hand and wrist begin to visibly churn inside Nikki’s pants.

“OOOAAAHHH!” Apparently, Carmella’s found a sweet spot because Nikki’s mouth is hanging open as she lets out ragged moans from what Mella is doing inside her pants.

Everyone’s favorite cameraman manages to line up another genius shot which gives a clear view of Carmella and Cross standing in the middle of the ring with the former’s hand working in the latter’s pants. But the shot also provides a view behind them of Becky continuing to wrench away at Alexa’s arm with the Dis-Arm-Her.

Alexa’s cries of pain intermix with Nikki’s moans of pleasure as the Raw Women’s Champion and the 24/7 Champion each **** one of the Women’s Tag Team Champions in their own distinct way.

It’s taken the fans a few choice seconds to realize that they really are witnessing a woman being fingered live in the middle of the ring. “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”

The referee looks back to see what has the crowd worked up but from his position behind the two women all he can see is what looks like Carmella applying an abdominal stretch to Nikki Cross. And while Cross is making a lot of noise, it’s very rare for a basic hold like an abdominal stretch to actually cause a submission. Meanwhile, Alexa Bliss is screaming and frantically tapping out. She’s not the legal participant in the match so her submission means nothing but the volume of the screams coming from the small blonde is enough to keep the referee's attention. Lynch is latched and isn’t letting go.

Admittedly, the official probably should have called for a disqualification or a no contest at this point but maybe he’s feeling the slightest bit biased after Bliss and Cross’s flagrant disregard for the rules while they were rubbing their asses in Lynch’s face. And after being right there in the corner to witness that degrading display maybe he can understand why Becky is so hellbent on ripping off Alexa’s arm. Also, Rod Zapata had received a huge amount of criticism for ruling last night’s Hell in a Cell main event a no contest and this referee wants to avoid potentially inciting another volatile California crowd with another inconclusive finish.

“Aaaaah! AAAAAAH!” Nikki cries out as her knees buckle and she leans back against Carmella for support. Cross has dropped all pretense of resistance and is left letting out ragged wanton moans as her blonde tormentor’s nimble fingers continue to have their way with her pussy.

The fans cheer and start chanting as Carmella’s lewd and unorthodox submission hold takes its toll and drains the fight out of Cross. “MEL-LA! MEL-LA! MEL-LA!”

“Ooo, I like the sound of that,” Carmella remarks and then speaks plainly in Nikki’s ear. “Scream my name.”

“What? NO!” Nikki protests.

“No?” Carmella repeats. “Are you actually going to pretend that you’re not enjoying this?”

Carmella pulls her hand out of Nikki’s pants and waves it in her face. The camera zooms in to reveal that Carmella’s fingers and palm are wet with a clear liquid that’s glistening in the arena lights. The fans pop for the big reveal and any skeptics that were thinking Carmella was only pretending and Nikki was just acting are silenced by the evidence of the sexual act that Carmella was performing on her opponent.

Nikki opens her mouth to protest but Carmella twists her wrist and jams two of her wet fingers into Nikki’s mouth. Cross’s eyes go wide in shock when she realizes she’s tasting herself on Carmella’s fingers… IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!! “Mmmmhhhh!”

“Last week, you gave me a tricky choice… now I’m giving you one,” Carmella explains. “You can either stop pretending you’re not enjoying this and scream my name like a proper naughty girl who’s getting off in front of a live audience of thousands and with millions more watching on television. OR! I can pants you again so that all those people can see how much you’re enjoying it for themselves. That’s the game. What’s it gonna be, Nikki? Do you want the WWE Universe to hear you orgasm in the middle of the ring… or do you want them to see it?”

”M-Mella…” Nikki stammers once she makes her decision.

“Ah-ah-ah,” Carmella scolds her, “I said I wanted you to scream my name. You can do better.”

“Mella!” Cross exclaims with a bit more certainty.

“Atta girl,” Carmella says before she jams her hand back into Nikki’s pants. And while she appears to be focusing on the same spots that she was before, Carmella’s arm is now shifting at a much faster pace.

“MELLA!” Nikki gasps as she begins to buck and thrash against Mella’s probing hand. Carmella’s touches from earlier were more like teases. They were an appetizer. But now the blonde is focused on the main course and is targeting all the sensitive spots she discovered before and is stroking them in a frenzied and almost frantic manner. Nikki has no hope of resisting and starts moaning her opponent’s name at the top of her lungs. “MELLAAA! AAAHH! AAAAHH! MELLAAAH!” The fans in the front few rows can actually hear a wet shlicking sound coming from the ring as Carmella goes to town on Nikki Cross. “MELLLAAAAH! MMELLLLAAAAAH!” The only people who aren’t aware of what Carmella’s doing to Cross are the referee, Alexa Bliss, and Becky Lynch. The official is otherwise occupied and has resorted to physically lifting a kicking and thrashing Becky off of Alexa. Bliss is in tears as she rolls out onto the apron while clutching at her arm and shoulder.

Nikki is thrashing and shrieking like a banshee as she stares out at the camera that’s filming her and the fans that are all seated behind it. The pleasurable sensations all well up inside and finally go off with an explosion that causes her eyes to roll back. “MMMELLLLAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”

Carmella grins and then scrambles to catch Cross who was gone completely limp after having a very public orgasm in the middle of the ring. Mella pulls her hand out of Nikki’s pants. It is absolutely soaked. “Someone’s a gusher. I guess you’re lucky you wore dark pants. You’re gonna have a major mess to clean up in there later.”

“Mugglll…” Nikki’s response is an unintelligible combination of a moan, a grunt, and a gurgle. Her eyes are staring ahead unfocused and her tongue is hanging out of her mouth.

The referee finally gets Becky out of the ring and turns his attention back to Carmella in time to see the blonde lay a barely conscious Nikki Cross down on the mat with an almost tender smile on her face. The official thinks nothing of Carmella laying herself across Nikki’s chest and sticking her oddly wet fingers in Cross’s mouth. And he doesn’t even notice the delirious Cross starting to suck on Carmella’s sloppy fingers as he begins to make the count.

“ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

Carmella’s music hits and the fans cheer as she jumps up and starts to celebrate her second big win of the night. The cheering gets even louder when the fans are reminded that Carmella’s little boobs are still sticking out of her torn singlet. They’d been hidden from view while Carmella was pressed up against Cross from behind but now they’re bouncing around along with the exuberant blonde.

Nikki Cross is still lying flat on her back in the middle of the ring. Her eyes are open but the lethargic expression on her face plainly says that she’s not moving anytime soon. Alexa Bliss is down on the floor crying and clutching her shoulder. It’s easy to tell which of the Women’s Tag Team Champions got off better in their exchanges with their opponents.

Mike Rome calls out the result, “Ladies and gentlemen… here are your winners of the Champion Showcase Match… the 24/7 Champion Carmella and the Raw Women’s Champion Becky Lynch!”

The referee retrieves the two aforementioned championships and has a little bit of trouble handing the Raw Women’s Title back to Becky as Lynch is standing on the apron in wide-eyed shock as she watches a big screen replay of Carmella’s ‘submission move’ that won them the match. He eventually drapes the red and white title over Becky’s shoulder then brings the green and gold one over to Carmella. The blonde is much more enthusiastic about having her title returned and even pulls the referee in for a hug. The official goes stiff from the sudden embrace and is distracted by the bare breasts being pressed against him. He doesn’t even notice Carmella wiping her hand off on the back of his striped shirt.

“Hold on, cut the music,” a voice cuts in. Becky apparently climbed off the apron while Carmella was hugging the referee and retrieved a microphone from the time keeper’s corner. “The Man’s got somethin’ to say.”

The music cuts as Becky slides into the ring and then stands across from Carmella. The Man’s gaze drifts lower as she eyes Carmella’s exposed tits. “Put those away. I’m tryin’ to have a serious conversation with you.”

The crowd lets out a half-hearted boo as Carmella finally tucks her tits away.

“As the woman who just had two asses rubbed in ‘er face… I can’t exactly say I approve of your methods.” Becky pauses and glances down at Nikki who is still lying on the mat at their feet with her tongue out. “Although, I’ll admit that you do get results. She didn’t look like that the last time I beat her. And that's not all. You've had yourself a busy night. You came out ahead in confrontations with Charlotte Flair and Stephanie McMahon. Even I'll admit that's hard to do.”

Carmella’s expression shows that she's not sure where this is going. She doesn't know if she’s being scolded or praised.

“What I’m tryin’ to say is…” Becky continues, “It takes a special kind of crazy, shameless pervert to do the things you do and to keep fighting even when the entire locker room’s against you.”

Carmella still looks confused. Was that a backhanded insult or a **** compliment?

“If there’s one thing the Man respects… it’s fighting spirit,” Lynch says. “And that black eye of yours tells me you’ve got that in spades.” Carmella reaches up with her non-Nikki hand and touches her left eye where she’s still sporting the shiner she got while brawling with Sarah Logan backstage. “No matter how hard you get knocked down or what they do to you... you keep gettin’ back up. You really stepped up tonight. And while I still think you comin’ out here made the match a lot harder than it had to be… I appreciate the fact that you had my back and were willing to do whatever it took to get the win. Well done.”

Carmella looks surprised as she realizes that yes, she is indeed being praised and complimented. The crowd pops as Becky slowly extends her hand but then she yanks it back when Carmella reaches out to shake it.

“Oh no,” Becky objects, “I know exactly where that hand has been.” Lynch casts another glance down at Cross. “Damn. Did you make the woman cum or give her a bloody seizure?” Becky switches the hand she’s holding the microphone with and extends her other hand to Carmella. This causes Carmella to do the same and she shakes Becky’s hand with her clean one.

The crowd cheers as the victorious duo of the fighting Raw Women’s Champion ‘the Man’ Becky Lynch and the fabulously shameless 24/7 Champion Carmella stand tall and shake hands in the middle of the ring.