No interruptions here

Given the multiple times there had been moments about to make history on this interrupted by other women, the crowd was skeptical, anticipating someone from the back trying to prevent the public sex Mickie was about to have with Trish. But, no music, no change to an entrance video. Just the live feed of Trish’s begging face, Mickie’s big booty & Trish’s legs wrapped around her waist.

“Well the time has come Trish, no more teasing or playing around, it’s time for you to get what you’ve wanted. It’s time for you, Trish Stratus, to get publicly screwed naked on TV and orgasm like a common woman. It’s time for you to cum like you only dream about.”

Trish had been slowly thrusting upward throughout Mickie’s speech, garnering further excitement in her pussy, wanting to make herself be on the brink to cum as quick as possible when Mickie started up. Mickie grabbed onto Trish’s ass, stopping her thrusting, “No more humping Trish, from here on out, I do the work to get you off.”

Trish tilted her head up, looking at Mickie coming closer, lowering the entire 11-inch cock down into Trish’s snatch. She brought back the entire dildo, except for the tip out of Trish’s pussy before slamming it all right back in. The hardness of the thrust elicited a loud, drawn out moan from Trish, unable to contain the pleasure of her pussy being full of cock. While it was a hard thrust, Trish needed multiple hard & fast repeated thrusts of this big boy to make her cum.

Mickie then began the process of fucking Trish into the orgasm seen around the world, moving her hips back & forth quicker & quicker while physically thrashing Trish’s soaked pussy. Trish couldn’t help but hump upward, wanting to feel each pump of the dildo go as deep inside of her as possible, her back beginning to arch in what looked like a painful matter. Trish sunk her face back into Stacy’s vagina, tongue fucking it with every pump of cock she got, her tongue would pump into her girlfriend’s snatch. After a few pumps, Trish’s powerful tongue awoke the exhausted Keibler, unaware she was getting eaten out by Trish while she was getting savagely railed by Mickie.

Mickie didn’t know Stacy had awoken until she heard a different moaning coinciding with Trish, and that's when it clicked, now both girlfriends were gonna get off on her fucking Trish. Wanting to ensure both would orgasm at about the same time, she had to slow the thrusting a little bit, allowing for Trish to build Stacy back up close to the brink.

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, OH I’M SO CLOSE TRISH, FINISH...ME...OFF...AGAINNNN” Stacy moaned out, arching her back as Trish continued fucking her hurriedly with her tongue drawing another joyous smile from Mickie, knowing it was about that time.

Mickie began ravaging Trish’s begging pussy pounding it hard & fast, just how she liked it, knowing Trish wasn’t long for her body to give way to it’s urges. But first, was her handy work to complete the job.

“OH TRISHHHHHH, FUCK YES, I..LOVE..YOU..TRISHHHH” was what Stacy muttered in the loudest moan of the night, as she exploded in a soul shattering orgasm, that left her sending multiple waves of cum down Trish’s throat. No longer did the last drop hit her tongue, and her girlfriend’s legs slumped, did Trish follow suit.

Removing her head from Stacy’s pussy, Trish tilted her back, whispering to Stacy “I’m sorry honey, but I can’t help this.”

Mickie goes even harder into Trish, “OH GOD, THIS IS SO HUMILIATING, BUT SO DAMN EXHILARATING. MICKIE I’M ABOUT TO...CUMMMMM” Trish releases her hold around Stacy’s ass letting her back hit the canvas, in turn getting Mickie and the 11-inch to get even deeper. Trish could feel it, Mickie could feel it, Trish’s legs began to shake violently. A camera had made to catch it from the side, the noticeable shake of her legs, along with the hypnotic jiggling of her dangling backside as she fondled her breasts & tweaked her nipples. Then..

“OH FUCKKK” along with big arching of her back, Trish began the world's most anticipated orgasm. She began humping the air, wanting the cock more, then Mickie felt Trish’s legs loosen. Meanwhile, the side camera was catching the action that was eagerly anticipated, Trish Stratus cumming from her pussy. It was flowing like water from a hose, landing on the canvas, creating a small puddle. Trish came for a solid minute plus, before her body slumped. Mickie just smirked as she looked down at her embarrassing idol.

“Well Trish, it seems you missed out on this experience all that time, when by the looks of the puddle near my feet, you wanted it all along. So, I think I’ll leave you with a reminder of this life altering orgasm that’ll probably end your career.” Mickie begins to untighten the harness, slowly lowering it along with Trish’s legs, stepping out in just her underwear. Leaving the spent Stratus laid out on the canvas, with the 11-inch strap-on still firmly lodged inside her vagina. “From now on Trish, when you’re in bed with Stacy, I promise you’ll be thinking of me and the best fucking you ever had.”

Mickie picks up her jeans & vest and leaves the ring, as the camera pans back to Trish, laid out on her back with a bright red face & tears streaming down her cheeks. The camera in front of Stacy comes to focus as Mickie stops in front of her slumped, motionless body. Mickie grabs Stacy’s hair, jerking her head up to speak to her drained diva, “Looks like your girl Trish did a number or 2 on you.” She lets go of Stacy’s hair, letting her head fall and spots the black bag Trish had pulled out earlier, getting an idea. She pulls it open peeking inside, and takes out the small keys that go to the handcuffs still around Stacy’s wrists, and walks back over.

“Not that you have much energy to move, but I’m sure you’ll be so relieved to be free.” Mickie jiggles the key in between the cuffs, turning the key and opening the handcuffs, freeing Stacy’s hands from one another. Stacy remained incapable of moving her hands to cover any exposed body parts.

“I did say you’d be relieved to be free, which I’m sure having your hands free. But, no one ever said the handcuffs would be the only thing you’d be freed from.”