She wants to fulfill her dream

As Stephanie ran off in her embarrassing underwear, with her bare asscheeks bouncing & jiggling along, Mickie stared at her boss’ backside in admiration. But, Mickie had the real apple of her eye right near her, namely the large apple shaped (naked) ass of Trish Stratus.

From day 1, Mickie’s “obsession” for Trish wasn’t just a storyline, she truly thought the world of Trish. As she spent more time in the ring with her, the more she wanted time to wrestle with her body, outside the ring. Trish never wanted anything to do with Mickie, only making matters worse for Mickie was her hearing of Trish’s sexcapades with other divas in bed, especially after hearing Stacy go on about Trish being her bottom in a hotel bed the night before Wrestlemania. But tonight Mickie had Trish where she wanted her, and to make matters worse for Trish, the whole world was gonna see Mickie get what she always wanted and in this ring.

“Well WWE fans, as you all know I’ve had a ‘thing’ for Ms. Stratus here ever since I first got here. I french kissed her on RAW, I even mimicked where a sexual hand gesture on Pay-Per-View about what I wanted to do to her. But, I’ve upgraded my desires for Trish since then, and thanks to the now barely dressed Stephanie McMahon...by the way cute undies Steph, I think my middle school niece has the same set...my ultimate crush here is how I’ve always wanted her, naked & on her knees.”

Mickie gives a couple playful taps to each of Trish’s upturned asscheeks, just playing with a scared Trish, who’s near orgasm from Stephanie was embarrassing enough but who knows what this obsessed psycho would do to her. “I’m sure you’re regretting not taking me up on my offers in the past huh Trish? I mean at least that sex would’ve been in private, just between us, instead in front of you know the whole world with your face up Stacy’s ass.”

“I think Stephanie had the right idea here, I mean it can’t be comfortable wearing that harness wearing pants, so mind as well follow the boss’ lead.” Mickie grabs the button atop her jeans, unfastening it, followed by unzipping the zipper all the way down. Still no peek of underlying panties as Mickie grabs the loose waistband of her jeans and yanks down bending down in the process, until her jeans are at her ankles. She stands back up straight, giving the camera behind her the first sight of what, if any panties James was wearing. The camera focuses on Mickie’s abundantly wobbling ass, moving ip slightly to catch a glimpse of the bright pink just above her round cheeks, leading up to the connecting T shape of a microscopic g-string.

“Whatcha think boys? Like what I got on?” The arena erupts as Mickie’s g-string & ass cover the jumbo titantron atop the stage, “But seems like I’m still a overdressed compared to these 2, not like this vest is covering my tiny choice in panties like Steph’s blouse did, so off with it.” Mickie grabs at the bottom of her vest, peeling the garment up her midsection with a slight struggle clearing her curvy, bra covered breasts until finally lifting it past her head and tossing it aside. Mickie while still most dressed in the ring, stood tall in a bright electric pink g-string and 36D sized matching pushup bra.

She bends over, picking up the harness from the canvas, stepping one leg in, followed by the other. She pulls it up to her waist, tightening the harness so it doesn’t move, staring squarely as the ass she wanted to claim. But first, Mickie wants to humiliate Trish, maybe even Stacy as well.

“Look back here at me Trish. Look at the woman who will make you the biggest female star in the world, not just in wrestling.” Trish feebly looks back out of the corner of her eye at Mickie. “First off, since you seemed to enjoy Stacy so much, from getting wet to all out making out with her asscrack, I think it’s only appropriate that you at least finish your poor crush off.” Trish shakes her head as James continues, “Trish flip over, get on your back with your legs wide open.”

Trish’s horrified face says it all, most of her exposure had been fairly contained (or so she thought), but now Mickie was gonna make her show off her naked front side. Trish slowly removes her face from Stacy’s backside, lowering her face until she was laying face down, then rolled over onto her back. Trish just closed her eyes, resigned to her fate, not even attempting to cover up her naked breasts or fully exposed brown bush. “Even though everyone here & at home have already seen this brown secret, still must be embarrassing having been made out as just another fake blonde. Open your eyes trish, and look straight up at the lights.” Trish slowly opens her eyes, welcomed to the unobstructed view of the soaking wet pussy of Stacy Keibler right above her face. “But enough of all of this crap. Trish, latch those hands onto your favorite ass above you, and go to town by tongue fucking Stacy until you make her orgasm and cum loads all over your pretty little face!”