Chapter 20: The Dragon Does Sasha Banks (Sasha Banks)

Sasha Banks, the former RAW and NXT Women's champion, did several squats down to the ground, stretching her powerful legs. She had been in the midst of a very vigorous workout, supervised by her personal trainer, and the personal trainer of many female professional wrestlers, Hadrian Peverell, or Harry as some of the women affectionately called him. And Sasha had been training with him for a long time, upping her cardio and flexibility. It took a certain amount of skill to do what they did, despite it being scripted entertainment.

Taking those bumps had to be done just right, or it could end badly. And there were some times where someone ended up getting jacked in the face by an errant punch and getting busted all up. Sasha took a deep breath, rolling her neck back as Hadrian pushed behind her, to test her flexibility.

"Wonderful," Hadrian said. "Perfect...you will do well Sasha. Your neck is stronger than ever."

Sasha smiled, and she turned around to face the handsome trainer. After a good workout, Sasha always became really horny and in need of some attention. The man here had always been there for them and Sasha wanted to partake in his more private services.

"No one's here," Sasha said. "Good….I believe it's just the two of us today."

The workout shorts and sports bra Sasha wore showed off her fit body. The caramel skin wrestler jumped forward and planted a kiss on Hadrian's lips. He returned the kiss, squeezing Sasha's ass through her shorts and feeling up her body. Sasha's leg, lifting up, now locked into the perfect position for Hadrian to stroke and to feel up. The competitor breathed in and breathed out.

"Yes," Sasha moaned. "Just the two of us."

Hadrian bent Sasha over the workout bent and pulled down her shorts.

"No underwear," Hadrian said.

"I knew how my workout was going to end today," Sasha said. "I need your tongue inside me….I've been dying without it."

Hadrian looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was in danger of coming around the corner. He buried himself face first between Sasha's wonderful thighs, until he reached her pussy, eating it out. Sasha cried out, nails scraping against the workout bench. Her lemony taste touched Harry's tongue, and she wanted even more.

"Oooh, they warned me about that tongue for years," Sasha said. "But….I just had to get addicted to it."

Harry spun Sasha around so she laid up against the bench. The powerful hands of the Dragon squeezed the multi-time former champion through her shirt and caused her to cry out in pleasure. Pulling up the shirt and exposing her breasts, a nice handful to Harry with dark nipples as hard as pebbles, sticking out caused Harry to smile. He leaned in to kiss Sasha's breast, sucking on it, before alternating to her other breast.

Sasha put herself in an awkward position, knowing that if she slid off the bench, she could whack her head up against the concrete blocks.

To be fair, no more dangerous than some of the spots Sasha did in her matches.

Harry moved down to worship the temple which was Sasha's body. Sasha leaned up, her hips pushing into Harry. Harry cleaned her sweaty body with his tongue and move down to devour her pussy. His fingers brushing up against Sasha's asshole caused the former multi-time champion to shift her hips up, exploding in pleasure.

The rapid fire thrust of the tongue deep inside of Sasha's warmhole resulted in the woman spurting all over him in pleasure. Harry danced his tongue deep into Sasha's moist inner hole and sent her spiraling over the edge.

"Right there, eat me out right there!"

Harry sent Sasha over the edge with a hell of an orgasm. What a ride, what a rush, Sasha's entire body just shook all over the bench, her pussy just spurting all over the place.

Pulling Sasha up off of the bench, the feisty performer jumped on Harry and pulled him into a hell of a kiss. Their mouths clamped together, with Sasha trying to smother Harry's throat with her tongue. The Boss had been overwhelmed completely with a kiss, with Harry's fingers dipping down her body, and cupping her ass.

Sasha pulled away, leaving a long kiss down Harry's neck, shoulderblade, tearing off his clothes in a fit of passion and lust. Sasha pulled down Harry's pants and exposed his cock to the air. Long and big, Sasha wrapped her fingers around it and pumped it up and down.

"Now there's the iron bar you should have had been working out with, Harry," Sasha said with a teasing smile.

The powerful biceps of the Boss allowed Harry to receive a very pleasurable handjob from the former multi-time champion. Sasha precisely pinpointed all of the areas deep within Harry's loins, pumping him up and down, and making him just rise up high.

Sasha climbed onto the bench with Harry and squatted down onto the top of his cock. The beautiful fierce female showed some flexibility by spreading her legs and spearing all the way down onto Hadrian. She did a bit of a back bend, opening her body up more more pleasure than she could realize.

"Your pussy feels so good."

"And you've had them all over the years, haven't you?" Sasha breathed. "From Trish and Lita on up."

Harry just smiled and groped Sasha's banging body. She worked up and down onto him, pleasuring his length and pushing it just a little bit deeper inside of her. The Boss's eyes locked on to pleasure, her purple hair brushing against Harry's shoulder when bouncing up and down on him.

"Yes," Sasha said. "Right there...give me all of it….I want your cock deep inside of me. Split me in half, I really don't give a fuck!"

"That's not PG," Harry teased her.

"Fuck that!" Sasha screamed.

Sasha stretched up and down on him. Her inner walls, as snug as could be, threatened to relieve Harry of his seed. Sasha, considering that her career was dependent on being able to be in the road and take bumps, had been on some birth control religiously, so she had no thought of what might happened.

Besides, you never truly made this in this business, as a female competitor, until Hadrian came inside of you, bareback, and Sasha closed her eyes, closing down onto him. Finally, finally, Sasha's inner walls stretched down onto him and exploded all over his bare cock.

It felt so good, these walls pushing deep into her. Sasha, clutching down onto him. She squeezed, back and forth, pumping Hadrian as far into her as humanly possible. He would have to be careful, not to lose it all at once. However, Sasha's fierce determination showed that she would settle nothing less than being creamed.

"Give me your cream pie," Sasha begged of him. "I need it! Now!"

Sasha tightly wrapped her legs around him and squeezed Harry's love muscle, only achieving a miniature, but at the same time explosive orgasm on her own.

"Well, your muscle control is...on point," Harry breathed. "Good...good deal right there."

"I'm glad, that you approve, but it must hurt those balls waying you down," Sasha said. "Why don't you cum for me...shoot that cum right into my hot….pussy. You know you want to."

Yes, Harry knew he wanted to, but he wanted Sasha to explode first. Sasha spread her legs and took him deep inside of her one more time. Her inner walls pumped on Harry, getting him closer and closer to the breaking point. Harry bounced his balls against her, with one more twitch.

Sasha milked his rod on the next orgasm. The beautiful fierce female lost herself to Harry and the lust she felt for him. Her spurting walls lubricated Harry and allowed him to push into her.

Finally, Sasha earned the reward she craved for such a well done workout. Harry's spurting seed, bursting constantly inside of her body, and filling her up. Harry buried himself inside of her, filling Sasha up with so much seed that she had been fit to burst.

Sasha collapsed down onto Harry, smiling. The former multi-time champion always thought a post-workout fuck was the proper way to cool down and to end the day, and she could not have a better workout buddy and fuck buddy wrapped into one than Harry.

"Same time next Saturday?" Sasha asked.

"Of course," Harry told her.

Sasha moved over to take a shower and the implied invitation would be for Harry to join her. Which he did, because Harry needed to set a good example, and conserve as much water as possible.

End.