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rawiswhore · 4 years

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Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- “In Da Club”

When pro wrestlers are driving out on the road, they don't just stop by fast food restaurants or to go to the bathroom.

Sometimes, they even stop by strip clubs, but of course they would!

In 1996, a bus filled with most of the WWF roster stopped by a strip club just for some free time, but you had no idea that the WWF roster was sitting by the tables and runway, throwing some of their hard earned money at you.

You were working as a stripper, and you both hated and loved your job.

While you do enjoy wearing the slutty outfits and stripping to various songs you've chose, what you hate about being a stripper is having these middle aged, bloated, ugly men gawk and stare at you, sometimes even touch you or try to touch you. Yuck!

However, this night was a special night.

When the red velvet curtains raised up, Debbie Gibson's "Losin' Myself" began to play.

For those who don't know who Debbie Gibson is, she was a teenage bubblegum pop singer during the late 1980's who wrote and produced her own songs all by herself, unlike other teen idols.

However, when the 80's ended, so did her career, and when she grew up, like most other wholesome teen idols, she shed her wholesome good girl image and tried to prove to the world she was all grown up by playing, what else? A stripper in a music video.

However, no one cared by then.

And tonight, you picked that Debbie Gibson song where she plays a stripper in the aforementioned music video.

When the curtains rose up, the stage revealed you dressed in a short, sexy, pleather white nurse costume; a typical but classic Halloween and stripper outfit.

As you walked down the runway in that sexy nurse outfit, the WWF roster watching you as well as some average Joe's really enjoyed what they saw, shouting out "wooooooooo!!!" and "yyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaahh!!" and pumping their fists in the air, some of them letting out those cheesy "wolf whistles" as they call them.

They were cheering so loud, you could barely hear your music you were going to strip to.

When you strolled down the runway, as you looked at the men sitting next to the runway and got closer to the end of the catwalk, you looked at the crowd of men, and deep down inside, you were shocked over how many hot men were in the audience.

Most of the men who visit these strip clubs are nothing to write home about, but these men, though...

And some of those hot, sexy men in the audience are some of the WWF roster.

You sauntered down that catwalk to the song, trying to look sexy, the zipper of your dress in between the pads of your index finger and thumb, hinting you're going to zip your dress off.

Seeing all of these sexy WWF men in the audience gave you an idea, an idea that won't make you take a few spins around the stripper pole.

Some of those men were even holding up money in your hands for you to grab it, where you snatched it from their hands and slid it in your garter belt wrapped around one of your thighs.

You hope that money doesn't fall out.

One of the men that caught your eye was sitting in the front row close to the catwalk, and that man was the sex symbol of the WWF: Shawn Michaels.

Shawn's looks improved a bit in 1996 when he got rid of that tacky, outdated redneck mullet, and while Shawn didn't look as hot as he did the year afterwards, this year is when he's really starting to look sexy.

He had a faint little smile on his face, enjoying the view of you.

He'll really enjoy what's coming next.

He was absolutely gorgeous, and you wanted to start what you've planned on doing to someone hot.

Instead of wrapping your fingers around the stripper pole and swinging around, you walked down the little stairs next to the catwalk, which surprised many of the men, their eyes bugging out and looking at each other.

You slowly strutted up to Shawn, he getting more and more excited as he walked up to you.

As Debbie started singing, you were lipsynching to her voice.

Shawn could see you were lipsynching to the song, so could other men sitting next to him.

Some of these men were wondering "who sings this song?" and even some stupid men thought "is she singing that song?", the "she" being you.

These men were jealous of Shawn, some of the male WWF roster was cracking up, having ear-to-ear smiles on their faces and swatting each other on the shoulders, knowing what Shawn's gonna get.

When you were standing right in front of Shawn, close enough to him, your hands were sitting on tops of the chair Shawn was sitting on, you slowly swayed your hips and ass back and forth to the song, your ass slightly protruding through your tight white dress.

Some men were turning their heads and looking at your ass.

Shawn could see your ass swaying from behind you, his cock growing harder and harder from blood rushing into his shaft.

You sank the lower part of your body (i.e. your legs and pelvic region) onto Shawn's lap, straddling his lap.

You could feel his erection poking and protruding through his jeans.

You slowly began to roll your ass and crotch over his genitals, grinding your crotch forward on his lap.

While you grinded your lap on his lap, your fingers were still resting on the zipper of your dress, where you proceeded to slide that zipper down your body, your flesh being more exposed as that zipper ran down your torso.

Some of the men surrounding Shawn could see you slide your zipper down your body, which got a huge "pop" from these men, roaring out "yyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!" and making a few eye roll worthy "wolf whistles" at you.

Underneath that white pleather nurse outfit you were wearing was a red bra and panties, and when the zipper was below your tits, you thrust your chest out, your red bra showing off in front of Shawn's eyes.

Shawn's eyes stared at your cleavage, he could nearly salivate.

Of course, the men surrounding Shawn also loved seeing you shove your tits out, even though they were covered.

As you slid the zipper down your body, Shawn slid one of his hands into one of the pockets of his jeans and pulled out his wallet, a brown leather one, opening it and pulling out a $50 bill, shutting the wallet after he pulled the money out and slid his wallet back in his pocket.

He slid that dollar bill into your red garter belt wrapped around your thigh, looking down at your thigh so he's sure he inserted it through that red elastic garter belt.

With your hands grabbing onto the sides of your dress, you shed your dress off of your shoulders and arms, now sitting on Shawn's lap in red lingerie, a garter belt and nurse's hat.

Again, this got a huge pop from the audience, roaring out "yyyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaaaahhh!" and pumping their fists in the air.

You then rotated you body on Shawn's lap, this time your back was pressing on his chest and torso.

You started to roll your ass back on Shawn's crotch, rolling your ass over his erection.

Sometimes you even slowly swayed your hips back and forth on his genitals.

While you slowly swayed your hips, your body writhed and slithered down to the ground, letting your body sink down his torso, brush down his chest and body, all while swaying your hips.

Seeing you lipsynch to the song and point your index finger at him while Debbie crooned was like you were singing for him.

Once you were crouching down on the ground, you sexily sprung back up from the floor by rolling your hips as you elevated yourself up.

Once you were standing straight up, you walked away from Shawn and sauntered to the next man who used to be tag team partner's with Shawn just a few years ago: Marty Jannetty.

Marty is a ladies man and he was so excited he was next.

When you strolled behind Marty's back, your hand was behind his left shoulder, brushing across the back of his shoulders while you looked at him.

His head was turned and his beautiful blue eyes were looking at you, he having that adorable smile on his face thanks to you.

You stopped walking when you were standing next to his right shoulder, where you carefully lifted one of your legs up and propped it on his right shoulder, your calf and foot draping down and across the right side of his chest.

This took Marty in by surprise, he was not expecting this, neither were the other men.

One of your hands slid down the left side of Marty's chest, he wished he was shirtless so he could feel tingles while you touched him.

Though, he is feeling tingles ifyknowwhatimean.

You then carefully slid your calf and foot up the right side of his chest and across his right shoulder, until your foot was right back on the ground.

You then walked in front of him, where Marty was eying you up and down.

You then sat on his lap, straddling his lap and proceeded to roll your hips and pelvis forward on his crotch.

You could feel his erection protruding through his jeans while you lapdanced him.

As you rolled and grinded your hips on his crotch, you moved your hands to your bra straps, where your fingers wrapped around your bra straps.

You carefully slid one bra strap down your shoulder, which got another big "pop" from the horny men watching this, of course they had to roar out "yyyyyyyyyeaaaaaaaahhh!!" and make some silly wolf whistles at you.

Marty's eyes were staring at you slide your bra straps off, his eyes growing wild.

He's so tempted to touch you and your chest, but nah, he can't. Club's rules.

When one bra strap was slid down to your shoulder, you then wrapped your fingers around your other bra strap, sliding it down beneath and below your shoulder.

Like with Shawn previously, you were lipsynching to Debbie's voice, looking at Marty while you slid your bra straps off.

Marty already had his wallet out even before you walked up to him and even put his wallet back into his pocket before you walked up to him, but he held a dollar bill in his hand for you.

As you rolled and grinded your ass on his crotch, Marty slid that dollar bill he was holding not in between your garter belt, but in between one of the straps of your red thong snug around your hips.

You moved your hands behind your back, where the back of your bra was, where you tried to unhook your bra.

Some men could see you trying to take your bra off, they were willing to offer you some help, but they can't touch you.

Your hands eventually unclasped the back of your bra, the hooks no longer clinging onto the "eyes" of the bra (that's what they're called!), your breasts could breathe a sigh of relief when your chest didn't feel so tightened.

When your bra was hooked off, you slid your bra off of your arms, showing Marty your tits.

The men in the stripclub could see your tits, which got another huge roar of them shouting "yyyyyyeaaaaaaaaahhh!!!" and a corny wolf whistle at you.

Marty's eyes looked at your tits, which were probably so sore from wearing that bra.

He'd love to caress and fondle them and relieve their pain, but sorry, he can't touch.

You took your bra off in front of his face so he could see your breasts.

You then twirled a bit around until your torso was touching his chest, where you proceeded to roll your ass up his crotch.

You could still feel his erection while you lapdanced him.

And yep, your body slithered down to the ground while your body was touching his, your hips swaying slowly back and forth.

Marty was looking down at you while you slid yourself down him.

When you were crouching down on the ground, you sprung quickly up and walked to the next man.

The next man is Marty's current tagteam partner, Leif Cassidy.

No, it isn't 70's teen heartthrob David Cassidy, Shaun Cassidy, or Leif Garrett, but Leif Cassidy's gimmick is a schmuck completely stuck in the 1970's despite it being 1996.

Leif didn't have that awful facial hair he'd later have months after this, and here's a fun fact: the wrestler who played Leif Cassidy would a few years later become Al Snow, yes, THAT Al Snow who carried a female mannequin head that became a huge fan favorite.

Even though his hair is pretty terrible, so was his gimmick in 1996 (though his Attitude era gimmick is debatable), Leif has a very cute smile, you noticed that adorable smile.

And he flashed his cheesy but cute smile while you walked up to him.

He looks like a teenager almost with his youthful, nonthreatening looks, despite the fact he was in his 30's.

When you walked behind him, his head was turned and looking at you, enjoying what he was seeing as you walked behind and around him.

You were looking at him while you walked behind and around him, and you stopped walking around him when you stood in front of him.

Your hands were resting on top of the chair he was sitting on, and you proceeded to roll and gyrate your hips and pelvis down as your ass was sinking down to his lap, rolling your hips and ass down to his lap before you even touched it.

Leif was looking at your hips and pelvis swivel down to his lap, he loving this.

Marty and Shawn didn't get anything like this.

And like Marty, Leif pulled his wallet out before you walked up to him, only to put it back in his pocket, yet keep a dollar bill in his hand for you.

When you sat on his lap, you continued to roll your hips and ass on his lap, though this time, you rolled and grinded your hips forward.

You could feel his erection poking through his jeans while you lap danced him.

Leif, on the other hand, slid the dollar bill he was holding in between the elastic garter belt wrapped around your thigh, joining some other money.

And of course, you lipsynched to Debbie's voice while you grinded your hips on his lap.

You turned your body around and rolled your ass back and up Leif's crotch, feeling his erection through his jeans.

You sank down to the floor, still gyrating your hips and ass.

He might've had a shirt on, but he loved the feel of this, looking at you with his adorable smile on his face.

You then got back up from the floor and walked to the next man: Bob Holly.

During the 1990's, Bob Holly played Sparky Plugg or Spark E. Plugg, a wrestler whose gimmick was a racecar gimmick.

During the late 90's/early 2000's Attitude era, he cut his hair and bleached it blond and called himself "Crash Holly" now.

Bob is sort of hot.

He might not be Paul Bearer levels of ugly, but he isn't quite Shawn Michaels levels of hot either.

Bob has one hell of an overbite though and buck teeth, and you noticed it when you sat on his lap.

You sauntered up to Bob, your hand dragging across and behind his shoulders while you walked behind him.

When you sat on him, you lapdanced him like how you lapdanced the previous 3 wrestlers, though, you also did something different while lapdancing him.

You laid a bit horizontally on his lap, showing off your legs that he as well as other men were getting a good view of.

Bob pulled his wallet out of his jeans, opened it up and pulled a dollar bill out, only to shut his wallet and stuff it back into one of the pockets of his jeans.

He slid that dollar bill down the elastic of your thong, on one of the straps down your thong.

When you were finished lapdancing him, you strutted up to the following men, in this order:

Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, Brian Pillman, Scott Taylor, Bart Gunn, Billy Gunn and Hunter Hearst Helmsley.

You lapdanced them like you lapdanced the previous men, rolling your hips forward when you were in front of them and rolling your ass back when your back was in front of their torso, sinking yourself down to the floor while you slithered and writhed.

Bret might be a babyface in the WWF who is a positive role model, but he can't resist a good lapdance either.

He seemed to be enjoying the lapdance you gave him, though at the same time he looked like he didn't want to be there, he's that wholesome.

Davey has such a wide, broad chest, perfect for you to not just caress your hands on, but to slide your back down.

Before you could lapdance Brian, you were behind his back, where you slid both of your hands down his torso, only to slide them back up his torso.

Too bad he's wearing a shirt, you'd love to slide your hands down his body so he can feel your touch on his skin, which you're sure would send endorphins through his body.

When you walked by Stone Cold Steve Austin, you wanted to pause behind him and rub his bald head with something like a silky long glove a la Jessica Rabbit in "Who Framed Roger Rabbit", but nope.

You saved the best one for last: Hunter Hearst Helmsley, who had his hair down and not tied back in a ponytail.

You wanted to run your fingers through his long golden locks and kiss and suck on his big, broad nose, as well as bury your face in his big, wide neck and kiss it everywhere, but you couldn't because those are the rules of your job.

Hunter was sitting next to Shawn since they’re close friends, but you wanted to save Hunter for last since he’s one of the hottest ones.

You wanted to run your fingers through some of these men's hair in general, but couldn't because of the goddamn rules.

When the drums in the middle of the song started kicking in, you wanted to roll on the catwalk and flip your hair, but you couldn't, why?

You were busy giving lapdances to all of these men.

Thank God you chose this Debbie Gibson song, because this song is long enough for you to give lapdances to various men all throughout the song before it ends.

Of course, these men you lapdanced paid you, even men you didn't give lapdances to gave you money.

'Tis a shame Jeff Hardy could only be in the WWF once in 1996, he was hot and should've been in on the fun.

It's also a shame Rob Van Dam is over in ECW, because he's absolutely gorgeous, though maybe ECW and maybe even WCW could stop by this strip club one day.

Speaking of WCW, pro wrestling would make a comeback in popularity thanks to Hulk Hogan turning heel and forming the NWO, however, this was in the WWF's rival company, WCW.

WCW would kick the WWF's asses in the ratings, which would lead to the WWF trying to do something to trump WCW's ratings, that something was the creation of the WWF's Attitude era.

That Attitude era was a big step from what the WWF was usually doing, as well as becoming even more popular than it was in the 80's.

Of course, you watched the Attitude era just to see what all the fuss was about, and you had lapdanced these various men in the WWF you were watching.

You ended up becoming a wrestling ringrat in the WWF, WCW and ECW just so you could fuck and have sex with any male pro wrestler you thought was sexy.

You regret you weren't a ringrat from 1996-1997, because so many wrestlers in the WWF, WCW and even ECW were hot and sexy.

And Stone Cold Steve Austin's character wasn't just a redneck, he was also an everyman who hated and was fed up with his boss.

You loved Stone Cold's everyman gimmick and could relate to it so much, no wonder he was as popular as he was!

#shawn michaels #bret hart #hunter hearst helmsley #marty jannetty #leif cassidy #bob holly #sparky plugg #spark e. plugg #brian pillman #davey boy smith #scott taylor #bart gunn #billy gunn #1996 #90s #wwf #fanfiction

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littletroubledgrrrl · 2 years

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Does anyone else think Bob Holly was strangely kinda hot when he played Thurman/Spark E./Sparky Plugg?

#bob holly #thurman plugg #sparky plugg #spark e. plugg #90s #wwf #birthday #happy birthday

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venturetime · 6 years

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weirdmarioenemies · 2 years

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Name: Sparky

Debut: Kirby’s Adventure

First you draw a droplet. Then you draw the eyes. Add two great big orbs, and presto, it’s Sparky! Sparky is a funny little sort of guy who has delighted us all since Kirby’s adventure that he went on in Kirby’s Adventure. If you have any degree of Kirby knowledge, you will most likely know that this is the game where the Copy Ability originated, and with it, the first bunch of elemental enemies to provide those abilities!

Among these is Sparky, providing the Spark ability! One of the most important abilities in the series! Spark is the basic Electricity ability, and surrounds Kirby with a round field of electricity, with later games adding moves like charging up the size of the field, and summoning vertical lightning bolts. Now that you know what Sparky DOES, it is time to know Sparky itself!

What you need to know about Sparky itself is that it is really cute and cool! As a design, nothing about it immediately communicates electricity, and that makes it especially awesome! It appears to be a Slime, with two big cute eyes, and two mysterious orbs. These orbs seem to be the very source of its power, like some kind of Electricity Sacs! Normally, they bounce a bit loosely, but when releasing electricity, Sparky pulls them closer to its body. That is so so cool! Do you think the electricity is only in the sacs? I think it would be pretty awesome if its main body was made of some sort of electrical gel, that you can poke and then have all your hair stand up. Maybe it needs to transfer the voltage from the sacs into its main body where it can be released!

Sparky has been a staple of the Kirby series since- eek! Jeepers, look at those peepers! Yes, in early art, Sparky’s orbs were in fact depicted as eyes, on stalks! And I don’t know how to feel about it. I do love eyestalks, but here, they make the eyes look like nostrils, and eyestalks with nostrils feels unwholesome. Let’s look at an image from four years later, please.

Splendid! This is the Sparky we love. Sparky has been a staple of the Kirby series ever since! Sometimes, Spark may be replaced with Plasma for whatever reason, and in these cases Sparky is substituted for other enemies, but it’s never permanent. Sparky is fine with taking a break to let an underdog like Plugg make a name for itself!

Sparky is a rather humble enemy, and while it is reliable and appears often, it doesn’t have any plushes or starring roles, at least yet. The closest thing is the in Squeak Squad, as with any enemy, Kirby can possess and control Sparky! It is playable! Use its iconic moves like Hop Around and A Weaker Version Of Kirby’s Own Spark Attack! It’s okay that it’s weaker, because you’re playing as doggone Sparky! Also, Sparky is a doggone dog’s name!

That WOULD be the end of the post, but there is one last thing...

Look at THIS enemy, from Gimmick! for the NES, released by Sunsoft before even the first Kirby game released! This is a variant of the most basic enemy, and this one has two orbs on its head... and attacks using electricity! What’s going on here? Was Sparky intentionally based on this? Are they both based on the same core concept that I just don’t know about? I don’t know! It’s why I don’t know about the hypothetical concept! But I would love to know if anyone has any ideas!

#sparky #kirbys adventure #kirby #kirby enemies #not mario #funky friday #mod chikako

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linkandorf · 2 years

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Part 3 of the Kirby no Copy-Toru! series!

We're finally at Sword Kirby, using Overhead Slash and Multisword Attack. The background most closely resembles Stage 4 of Yogurt Yard, from Kirby: Nightmare in Dream Land. Similar tilesets are used elsewhere, but this is the closest match, with the green floor, rocky background, and the striped brown hills with waterfalls. There's even a waterfall coming from a door, which closely resembles the waterfall in the art! Blade Knight appears in this area as well.

Here's more Sword moves, Spin Slash and Big Spin Slash. This one clearly takes place in Stage 2 of Cookie Country, from Kirby's Return to Dream Land. The blocky logs that make up the floor, the flowered bushes in the background and foreground, and even Como gets a cameo in the art! So tiny... No regular Sword enemies appear in the stage, but Gigant Edge does appear to fight towards the end.

Here's our last Copy Ability, Spark, using Spark Attack and Spark Barrier. The background here is based on Stage 5 of Ripple Field, from Kirby's Dream Land 3. The green floor has the same colored shapes, theres the pink and green round, uh, plants? Coral? Idk. The green and blue spotted wall appears in the background as well, and Squishy makes a cameo, who appears in the stage. Sparky and Bobin appear in the stage as well, two providers of the Spark ability.

And here's our last Copy Ability attacks, Spark Arrow and Spark Wave. Spark Kirby is of course in none other than Stage 4 of Shiver Star, from Kirby 64: The Crystal Shards. Various elements of the factory come together here, including the jigsaw flooring, the red conveyor belts, the falling ceiling, the caution markings, and of course the Squeaky Hammer Machine. Multiple Spark enemies appear in this stage, including Turbite, Zoos, Spark-i, and who could forget dearest Plugg.

Now we move on to enemy characters, starting with Waddle Dee! Waddle Dee here is sitting in Stage 1 of Fine Fields, from Kirby: Triple Deluxe. The multilayered floor, the various flowers, and the dandelions seeds are all used. Waddle Dee does appear throughout this stage in the game, as well.

Next is Bronto Burt, appearing in Stage 2 of Rock Star, from Kirby 64: The Crystal Shards. The large collapsing pillars and large red and white flowers are used here, as well as the grassy and sandy floors, and brown brick walls. Bronto Burt appears in this stage as well.

Blipper here can be seen NOT in Olive Ocean, like I initially though, but in Secret Sea, from Kirby Squeak Squad. They specifically appear in the deep sea areas first seen in Stage 1, with the green floor, blue rock walls, sandy floor (seen in the top right of the screenshot), as well as the yellow starfish and pink coral. As you'd expect in any underwater Kirby level, Blipper is abundant.

Here we have a very cute Grizzo laying on the grassy forest floor of Green Greens, based on it's appearance in Kirby Super Star Ultra. Took a while for Green Greens huh! The tall grass on the surface, and checkerboard pattern of grass and dirt below it stand out, as well as the many flowers that appear, despite none of them quite matching the pink one Grizzo is looking at.

Our last non-Ability enemy is Scarfy, who can be seen here transforming in Stage 1 of Ice Cream Island, from Kirby: Nightmare in Dream Land. The unique looking grass, big red flowers, and curved palm trees WOULD distinguish it from other Kirby beaches, if they didn't all do stuff like this. Regardless, I'm certain this specific art is from Ice Cream Island. Scarfy appears here as well.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

#not art #kirby #kirby no copy toru!

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meikosatomura · 6 years

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“Wait a minute - that’s ‘Sparky’ Plugg’s old music! A former, uh - an alter ego, so to speak, of Hardcore Holly. And Hardcore Holly is not too pleased; here comes Al Snow!”

#al snow #wrestlingchampions #gif

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shitloadsofwrestling · 7 years

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Barry Horowitz [1993]

There are few wrestlers who are recalled with joy for a career that was filled with losses, but Barry Horowitz fits that bill. For over half a decade, Horowitz’ losses defined him, as he was known for making the best of the best look great, from Owen Hart to the debuting Thurman “Sparky” Plugg. Horowitz’ victories were few and far between, but highly celebrated by live crowds, especially when he defeated Skip on an episode of Raw. Despite Horowitz’ loss record, he was featured in matches against Bret Hart, Shawn Michaels, The Legion Of Doom, Jeff Jarrett, Steve Austin, Triple H, and many others, making him one of the most well-versed, recognizable, and prolific wrestlers to come through the big leagues in several years.

#barry horowitz #1990s #1991 #pro wrestling #wwf #wwe

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amplesalty · 5 years

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Day 2 - The Town That Dreaded Sundown (1976)

The film that dreaded seriousness...

I swear, even when I’m trying to pick something serious I still end up getting something goofy. Here I am trying to steer myself away from just picking B movies, cheese fests and parodies and I manage to pick a movie that seems just as focused on the bumbling local bobby as it is it’s killer.

Set in Texarkana shortly after the end of the second World War, it shows a town gripped in the fever of a hooded killer who is haunting the local lovers’ lane sites like he’s one of those urban legends I spoke of yesterday. This is a bit of a step beyond an urban legend though as it’s actually based on real life events in the town that have gone unsolved which gave rise to a bit of controversy.

It does have that sort of gritty feel to start off with as the killer strikes, ripping parts out of the engine of a car to stop any potential escape and then yanking the driver through a smashed window. There’s moody shots of the breaking twilight and the female victim left laying by the side of the road.

But we soon turn to the police force and their efforts to bring this phantom killer to justice, including one Patrolman A.C Benson, or ‘Sparkplug’ to his friends. He has a rather unique telephone manner, highlighted by his threats to shoot six holes in the mangy dog of one of the callers.

He does become the unsuspecting star of the show pretty quickly, including when they decide to set up a bunch of dummy vehicles at all the local make out spots, only those cars are full of cops. Cops in drag. This scene is marvelous, complete with the other cop trying the whole ‘yawn and arm around the shoulder’ deal and even cops a feel of Sparky Plugg’s fake bosom, only for it to explode. I must commend that other chap on having a rather striking moustache also.

It’s not all fun and games though, they make a point of telling all the local high school kids to keep away due to the massive risk of untimely death. I dunno if these kids go in for all of that though, they’re holding a prayer at their graduation party. And then they all dance to Auld Lang Syne. What, is it New Years already?

Well, at least our killer has his aura left intact whilst all this comic relief is going on, right? Well, not quite. He finds the trombone of one of his victims and goes all Macgyver on it by strapping a knife to it and stabs her by playing the instrument. It’s certainly a unique slasher movie death, I’ll give it that. The best part is how he looks almost disappointed that he can’t get any noise out of, probably due to trying to play it with his hood on.

I have to say, there’s something really unsporting about this killer. Guy uses a gun half the time, even going so far as to put a silencer on it. I mean, that is relatively smart as far as these things go but I feel it loses a bit of the cinematic flair. There’s no charm to shooting someone, there’s no tension in picking someone off from twenty paces, there’s no creativity. Jason might be boring but he did stick an arrow through Kevin Bacon’s throat that one time, you don’t see that every day.

The peak comedy moment though has to be when the local force have a suspect cornered but are wondering where the Captain is. He just so happens to have been assigned Benson as his driver, who doesn’t realise the road is coming to a stop and proceeds to launch the car off an embankment and into a murky pond like it’s something out of the Dukes of Hazzard. There’s even a musical cue that plays during the moment that sounds straight out of the show but this pre-dates it so I don’t know if this is some other trope that Dukes was playing off too?

One of the more unique aspects to the film is there’s actually a narrator that will interject every so often and summarise some of the more peripheral goings on around the town as the killer keeps striking. Talking about how gun stores are selling out, locksmiths are being called out to install all sorts of dead bolts and door chains, people are nailing their windows shut. Both are interesting ideas, the narrations almost gives it this sort of documentary feel and I like the idea of exploring the reaction of the town during this event but I feel it doesn’t really go too far. I dunno, maybe scenes of people protesting due to the killer not being caught, some accidental killings due to paranoia or a bunch of people going out as a lynch mob. Then again, I suppose it is the town that dreaded sundown, not the town that embraced it and went out with pitchforks and torches.

Things get a bit meta at the end when, after the killer escapes, they end up making a movie about everything that took place. As the narrator ponders the different theories about what happened to the phantom killer, he posits that perhaps he could still be living in Texarkana. Damn, look at all that tinsel, clearly should have saved this for Christmas!

And waiting in line for the movie stands a familiar pair of shoes...

To be honest, I was just waiting for the twist that it was Sparkplug the entire time so shows what I know.

#Halloween 2019 #The Town That Dreaded Sundown

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bigcityconco-blog · 5 years

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#nationalloveyourpetday meet the four legged crew. Zoe-Bone-A - Sparky Pluggs - Riki Ricardo. I love them most of the time. Until they $#!+ in the house🤬🤪😂😉😎 (at North Houston, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuHY8FZnZ5Z/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=xfu9d4721y5d

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Kris & David are joined by Al Getz (@AlGetzWrestling) & Beau James (@kingofkingsport) to discuss the week that was December 18-24, 1993. We talk about Jim Cornette’s long letter to the Torch about Wade Keller’s coverage of the “race riot” at an SMW show in Wise, Virginia, but we also play some great clips from SMW, especially a Dick Murdoch promo that you can’t miss. We also discuss Bobby Heenan coming to WCW, Jesse Ventura staying in WCW, and Davey Boy Smith leaving WCW, including how he was buried on TV to make way for the debut of the Big Bossman as “The Boss.” We also talk about all of the news from Japan, Mexico, and Europe, including Otto Wanz running his big year-end show just days after the tragic in-ring death of Larry Cameron. We also have the WWF running some egregious 900 number polls, the debuts of Sparky Plugg & Double J, the return of Randy Savage to WWF Mania, Frank Deford writing to the Observer, and much more. Beau & Al also tell some amazing stories from their time in the business, to boot, and this show is AMAZING, so LISTEN NOW!!!!

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rawiswhore · 3 years

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Various WCW, WWF, and ECW Wrestlers x Fem Reader- “I Touch Myself”

I actually originally planned on typing and posting this fanfic on Sunday, but Wrestlemania was on that day, and I wondered if I should type a fanfic set at Wrestlemania or what I originally planned on typing, so I typed and posted a fanfic set at Wrestlemania instead.

Also, I typed this fanfic yesterday and wanted to post it yesterday, but didn't have time to finish it, so I'm posting it today.

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In 1996 and 1997, a wrestling company known as WCW had higher ratings than the WWF, and the WWF was once the most popular wrestling company in the world, and even still is today now known as the WWE.

You had signed with the WWF in 1996, and one of the rules you had under their contract is that you weren't allowed to work for other wrestling companies, which was so lame.

You've seen some of WCW, and some of the wrestlers over in WCW are hot and sexy.

You wish you could hook up with some of the hotties over in WCW, but sadly, you can't.

Lousy contract.

So what can you do?

Simple, and I'll explain it later.

When the summer of 1997 was almost over, you were lying in bed one night in a hotel room, with all of the lights in the room turned off.

You thought about how hot some of those men in WCW were and what you wish you could do with them if you were with them.

You had shut your eyes, though you're trying to not fall asleep, and one of your hands had slipped down your thong panties and the pads of your fingers had touched your vulva.

You started picturing and fantasizing about a wrestler in WCW that many people probably have never even heard of, and the reason why is because he was never pushed that much and was booked as a "jobber": someone who makes another wrestler look good, and that wrestler is Jim Powers.

What a cookie cutter sounding wrestling name.

Despite that corny wrestling moniker, Jim Powers is really hot and sexy, so hot, there was even a WCW moment involving him, an Ultimate Warrior knockoff named the Renegade who had ditched his face paint and fried, crunchy hair, a wrestler named Joe Gomez and a skinny twinkish wrestler called Alex Wright walking on the beach together and taking their shirts off.

This moment was obvious fan service for some of the women watching WCW.

When you fantasized about Jim Powers that night, you fantasized of him wrapping his huge, muscular arms embracing you and pulling you close to his chest, and you had lifted your hands and wrapped your fingers atop of his biceps and gently squeezed them.

His biceps were rock hard, and that wasn't the only thing that was rock hard on him (winkwinknudgenudge).

Jim isn't the only hot one in WCW.

One of the more popular wrestlers that was in the biggest, most notorious wrestling faction in WCW; the wrestling faction that would increase WCW's ratings, was Scott Hall, who used to play Razor Ramon in the WWF.

Scott was even hotter in WCW than in the WWF as Razor Ramon, and he'd get even sexier as the 90's were coming to a close.

Scott Hall/Razor Ramon is known for having a very hairy chest, and your brain switched to now thinking about yourself in front of Scott Hall with your face buried in his chest hair, while Jim Powers was standing behind you and had his massive, strong arms wrapped around your waist.

As you were fantasizing about this, the tips and pads of your fingers started gently caressing and stroking vertically up and down your clitoris.

The tip of your finger scratched your clit underneath your clitoral hood, trying to make sure you feel something, and you felt a slight little tickle under that hood.

Rubbing your clitoris isn't the only thing you can rub on your body to make you feel good.

Your other hand slipped underneath your oversized T-shirt you slept in tonight and let the pads and tips of your fingers touch your stomach, where you began to vertically slide and elevate those fingers up your torso.

As you slid your fingers up your flesh, you fantasized about that scenario with your face buried in Scott Hall's chest while Jim Powers was behind you with his arms wrapped around you.

Blood is already rushing to your clitoris fantasizing about this, swelling your clit up and making you even hornier.

Room for one more, honey.

There's another wrestler in WCW who had gotten even sexier when he ditched the face paint, messy hair and even the Ultimate Warrior knockoff gimmick, and that wrestler is the aforementioned Renegade.

The hottest the Renegade ever looked was probably in 1996, before he grew facial hair, so you imagined the way the Renegade looked that year, where, while you have Scott Hall in front of you and Jim Powers behind you, the Renegade is on one of your sides, wrapping his massive, huge muscles around your waist, but not squeezing and hugging onto you too tight.

It's like you're trapped and can't be released from these hot men all over you, but you want this.

It's also almost like these men are shielding and protecting you.

It feels good when you take your clothes off and the air is all over your skin, maybe you can undress tonight and masturbate naked.

These little fantasies are tame and mild, so you decided to make your fantasies get a little bit naughtier.

Lex Luger has crossed over to WCW during the late 90's, and for those who don't know, Lex Luger was promoted by the WWF in 1993/1994 to be the next Hulk Hogan and the next face of the company since Hogan left, and they turned Lex's character into a patriotic, all American hero, except Lex didn't have any of Hogan's charisma and audiences didn't really click with Lex.

Lex eventually joined WCW by the end of 1995, and he actually was kind of sexy.

Lex's body, even during his days in the WWF, was always glazed and slathered in baby oil, and your mind had abandoned the thought of Scott, Jim and the Renegade all around you and switched over to just Lex.

You imagined being with Lex the way he looked in 1996/1997 with his hair hanging down and not wearing a shirt, and you imagined one of your hands caressing baby oil vertically up and down his torso, your palm and fingers feeling the ripples of his muscles on his torso.

You didn't just imagine caressing baby oil on his torso, but also sliding it up and down across his arms as well.

He, meanwhile, is just staring at your hand caressing that baby oil on his body, the baby oil making his body shinier.

Baby oil isn't the only thing that can make someone's skin shinier, and so your mind thought of something else.

This time, your mind began to think of him the way he looked in 1996 and 1997, his hair hanging down and not tied back in a ponytail, his body is stark naked with not a single stitch of clothes on him.

You pictured that Lex in a locker room's shower, where the floor is white little tiles, and you were fantasizing that you were naked in that shower with him, where your hand was caressing and stroking his body with body wash while he stood under a showerhead, the water pouring and washing away the foamy wash off of his washboard abdomen.

When the body wash had evaporated and disappeared off of his abs and trickled down his legs, his abdomen looked shinier, like you had smeared baby oil on his abs.

You didn't just rub his abs with that body wash, but his pecs as well, where, of course, the water had rinsed the foam off of them, his pectoral muscles looking shiny under the buzzing lights on the ceiling.

Lex doesn't really look all that hot with wet hair though, and to be honest, Lex isn't really that sexy or hot of a wrestler.

As you fantasized about Lex, your fingers, especially the pads and tips of them, were crawling up your skin to your breasts, you felt these cold little tingles while your fingers brushed up your skin.

If you had any body hair on your legs and even arms, you're pretty sure the hair on your body would stand up over the sharp feel of your fingers caressing your skin.

Rushes are transmitting to your areolas whilst your fingers elevate up your flesh.

Honestly, these fantasies involving Lex Luger are a bit too tame for your taste, now to go all out wild, what you really want.

Your brain switched to thinking about something else.

This time, you fantasized about a sauna or steam room, and inside that steam room was WCW alumni Scott Hall, the Renegade circa 1996 with his hair hanging down, Jim Powers, Lex Luger circa 1996/1997, Scotty Riggs without facial hair (looking how he did during the last months of '97), Eric Bischoff in January of '97, Joe Gomez, Raven (who just joined the roster and left ECW), Stevie Richards without facial hair, the blond one in this WCW duo called High Voltage, Chris Benoit (yes, THAT Chris Benoit, before he, well y'know...), and maybe even Chris Jericho.

They're not the only ones in this steam room, so is some of the WWF roster: Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley with his hair hanging down, Billy Gunn/RockaBilly with blond hair, Jeff Hardy, Leif Cassidy without facial hair, Marty Jannetty, Brian Pillman in late 1996, Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, Scott Putski without facial hair, Scott Taylor, Brian Christopher, and these Hispanic wrestlers named Heavy Metal, Hector Garza, Latin Lover and Pierroth without his mask and hair tied back in a ponytail.

You could probably even invite Thurman "Sparky" Plugg in late 1996 and Jeff Jarrett in early 1996 in this fantasy too, though you feel embarrassed to put them in there.

Finally, one wrestling icon you're putting in this fantasy is Rowdy Roddy Piper in during the late 80's and early 90's, when he had long hair and didn't have bangs.

He is kinda cute with long hair.

All of these aforementioned men were sitting in this sauna stark naked with nothing but a towel wrapped around their waists, hiding their genitals, and you entered the sauna, where you were the only girl in that sauna.

You had shed your towel off of your body, revealing you weren't wearing anything under that towel, showing your nude body off in front of them.

After they made some silly wolf whistles at you and had ear-to-ear smiles spreading across their faces, you walked up to these wrestlers and approached them, where they all disrobed themselves and it lead to you getting gangbanged, and you don't mean gangbanged as in being shot with guns, at least not the literal definition of a gun.

Though, how is that even possible?

What can you do if you're gangbanged by 30 men?

Well, you could ride these men's dicks one by one, but that's not really a gangbang, more like running a train.

You could ride one of their dicks while you're sucking on another dick and masturbating 2 other cocks in front of your face while 2 other wrestlers are rubbing the tips and heads of their penises in circles on your areolas and jerking their cocks off, while several other wrestlers are jerking off in front of your face and your hands sometimes take turns to crank up and down their shafts, masturbating them, as well as taking turns to suck on their cocks as well, and each wrestler in that sauna all gets a turn to do that or have that happen to them.

You've had a gangbang like that in the summer of '97, where wrestlers from the WWF and WCW had exercised at the same gym, and you invited the sexiest wrestlers in the WWF to the locker room of a gym, where you had this gangbang with them, and after they had all jizzed, you let who you thought were the sexiest men in WCW to do the same gangbang these WWF men did, and after they jizzed, the last ones you let do the same aforementioned gangbang to you were some other hot men from the WWF.

In fact, those hot men from WCW you had a gangbang with are some of the same men you're fantasizing about tonight.

That was one of the happiest and best days of your life, and probably their lives as well.

That was probably the only time, for now, anyway, where these men from WCW had sex with you.

Either way, you were trying to fantasize about getting gangbanged by the hottest men from the WWF, WCW and even a few hotties from ECW as well in a sauna.

While you tried to fantasize about this, your fingers had reached one of your nipples, which had become erect, and you love the feel of your nipples being rubbed and tweaked, you love that feeling even more than having your clit rubbed.

Thank God you're fantasizing about this at the right time, and the pads of your fingers at your nipple began to rub horizontally left and right, back and forth on your areola.

You actually have pressed your fingers on your clitoris before, and it feels really good, you can feel a little something under your vagina, so as you rubbed your areola, the pads of your fingers this time pressed down on your clitoral hood, pressing until you feel a hard surface under your vagina where you can feel something.

You bit your bottom lip and slightly arched your head back, your toes curled and bunched up, your lips trying to block a moan from being released.

Thank God that you didn't have anyone in bed with you to hear you moan.

Your moans sound more like a gasp than an orgasmic moan, and chills were running down your spine while you masturbated yourself.

You tried to make your fingers vertically rub up and down your clitoris while they were also pressing down on it as well, did it work?

Somewhat, yeah.

Rubbing faster might do the trick in making you cum as well, so you increased the pace when you rubbed your clit, rubbing faster than usual.

You didn't just rub your clit vertically, but also rubbed your clitoris around in circles with the pads of your fingers.

Getting gangbanged by several WWF, WCW and a few ECW wrestlers isn't the only thing that's sexy.

You've been gangbanged in locker rooms several times, and so your mind began to imagine being in a locker room instead, where you're getting gangbanged by these sexy aforementioned WWF, WCW and a few ECW wrestlers that you imagined being gangbanged in a sauna with.

You imagined being stark naked with these aforementioned wrestlers swarming all around you, masturbating several of these wrestlers' cocks in front of your face and tits and taking turns to suck their dicks and lick their shafts, getting their precum and jizz all over your face and breasts and in your mouth, where you swallow their cum.

Plus, you could maybe even ride one or 2 of these wrestler's cocks; one is in your pussy and the other in your asshole.

As you fantasized of this, your fingers on your areola began to switch this time; putting your nipple in between the pad of your thumb and index finger, where you began to tweak and pinch that nipple, turning it a bit.

You tried rubbing your clit even faster than usual fantasizing about this, and you really want something like this.

High pitched little moans are coming out of your mouth, and you hope that the neighbors next door won't hear them.

It's gonna probably take some time until you really do cum.

Your pussy feels like it's getting wetter and wetter and releasing something through the pores of your vagina while you're masturbating, and you're breathing short little gasps as you masturbate yourself.

You haven't been faking your orgasm tonight, you really do feel this way when you're touching yourself, and you keep elevating yourself up more and more.

You've also been trying to stay awake and not fall asleep despite your eyes being closed and eyelids feeling heavy.

Like your nipple, your fingers then began to place your clitoris in between the pads of your index finger and thumb, where you squeezed and pressed your clit together.

You've tried this before, and it feels really good too.

You can feel a little something down there when you're squeezing your clit together.

Goddamn it, you really want some of these hot men from WCW and the WWF right now, but at least when you can have these hot men from the WWF and you've had them many times.

You removed your thumb off of your nipple, and this time, you began to run the tip of your index finger on your areola in circles over and over again.

While these sexual fantasies are pretty hot, are these the perfect gangbangs?

Now some of these men are undeniably hot, like Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Jeff Hardy, Rob Van Dam, Scott Hall, and Jim Powers, but then there's Brian Pillman, who's the least sexiest out of all of these men.

You're also unsure if you should have Jeff Jarrett and Sparky Plugg in these fantasies, hell, even the name Sparky Plugg is corny (so is his gimmick).

Speaking of fantasies, you've heard of something known as a glory hole, which can sometimes be when someone is in a stall and there's one or more holes drilled in the stalls, and men poke and stick their penises in those holes where someone sucks and jerks those cocks off.

You even tried to recreate a glory hole not once, but twice in the summer of '97.

You imagined yourself in a narrow little stall, like the stall to a changing room, with several holes drilled in the sides, and those holes were filled with the penises of these sexy wrestlers you've been fantasizing about tonight.

In your fantasy, your fingers are wrapped around their shafts and masturbating their dicks, one cock is aiming at your face while another is pointing at one of your breasts, and while you're jerking them off you're sucking and licking on one wrestler's penis and swallowing his precum.

Each of these penises get a chance to get sucked, licked and masturbated in this fantasy, all of their precum gets in your face, in your mouth, down your throat and on your tits, and your hands are scrambling to another penis to pump their cocks quickly.

One thing that you've noticed that feels really good is when you rub your fingers over your clothed clitoris and areola, so your hand vertically elevated up your vagina and exited out of your panties, and lifted your hand out of under your shirt.

The tips of your fingers were a little gooey and wet from rubbing your moist pussy, despite your fingers rubbing your clit, not being up your twat, though you can always clean your fingers off with your mouth.

You placed the tips of your fingers over your clothed breast as well as your fingers over your clitoris shielded by your panties, where you began to vertically rub your fingers up and down your clit whereas your other fingers rubbed horizontally back and forth across your areola covered by your t-shirt this time.

This feels really, really good. If you've never done anything like this, I reccomend it.

The fabric of your panties nudged and attached to your areola and vagina, and you can feel your nipple poking and pointing through your T-shirt.

As you rubbed and masturbated yourself, you continued imagining that glory hole fantasy, imagining you're sucking and licking the hottest wrestler's cock like Shawn Michaels or Jeff Hardy, swallowing his precum, while you're masturbating Scott Hall's dick pointing at your face and jacking off Jim Powers' dick pointing at your tits.

Eventually, your mind drifts to fantasizing of sucking Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Rob Van Dam, Scott Hall or Jim Powers while jerking off Shawn Michaels, Jeff Hardy, the Renegade or even Scott Putski, and then the aforementioned ones getting their dicks jacked off get their cocks sucked as well.

Don't worry, even the likes of Brian Pillman, Bret Hart, Davey Boy Smith, and others get their dicks sucked and jerked off as well.

You're definitely not fantasizing of sucking and jacking off the really ugly wrestlers like most of the Dudley brothers from ECW, eeeech.

You actually wish you were a man, a gay man even, so that way, you can masturbate and jack off to these sexual fantasies you're having tonight.

One thing you haven't done tonight is try to put your fingers up your twat, maybe you can do that.

You wanna save the best for last; fantasizing about sucking and jacking off the hottest male wrestlers ever.

Maybe they'll make you cum, that's why you're saving the hottest and sexiest ones for last.

You're trying to rub your fingers over your clothed clitoris not just vertically, but horizontally, as well as rubbing your clit around in circles.

You're also rubbing the tips of your fingers over your fabric covered areola around in circles, you can feel your nipple sticking out in the middle.

You rubbed your clit fast and quick, running the pads of your fingers in circles over your clit.

You moaned and gasped while you rubbed your clit, your head arching back and your face and head looking like it's in an orgasmic state.

As you masturbated yourself, you fantasizing of sucking Shawn Michaels' cock, licking up his shaft and swallowing his precum, while you jerked off Rob Van Dam and Scott Hall, your fingers quickly moving to another shaft to masturbate Jeff Hardy, Jim Powers and Hunter Hearst Helmsley.

And in your fantasy, you grabbed another cock and moved it to your mouth, leaving Shawn's dick out of your mouth and sucking on Jeff Hardy or Rob Van Dam or Scott Hall while you jack off Shawn Michaels.

You mumbled and bit your lip, holding your moans back, and then, suddenly, your pussy had creamed, your twat becoming wetter than ever before, gushing your salty, slippery cum.

Your clitoris pounded and throbbed after you had came, and y'know how when you cum and you're a female, sometimes it feels like you've only came a little bit?

That wasn't the case with you.

While you didn't burst like a fire hydrant when you came, you were definitely wet in the panties, and you didn't pee your panties.

Despite that you've finally came, since you didn't get the chance to insert your fingers inside your twat, you lifted one of your hands off of your underwear and slid them down your panties, until your fingers touched your wet, slippery vulva.

Even though you're wearing panties, with your index and middle fingers attached to each other, to tried to insert those 2 fingers up your pussy hole, not your urethra where pee comes out, but the hole many cocks have entered; the hole babies are born from and menstrual blood flows out.

The tips of your fingers slowly were entering and penetrating into your wet twat hole, stretching your walls apart, and when your fingers were inside enough your cunt hole, you began to make those fingers fuck you like it's a penis, your fingers moving back and forth inside your pussy hole.

You didn't just fingerbang yourself, but you also pressed your thumb on your clit, moving your clit around in circles with your thumb, as well as still continued rubbing your fingers on your areola covered by fabric.

As you finger fucked yourself, you fantasized of these WWF, WCW and some ECW wrestlers you thought were sexy "running a train" on you, where they're all waiting in line to fuck you and each of them get a turn one by one.

You eventually got tired of finger fucking yourself, so you slid your fingers out of your twat, your fingers now gooey and sticky, but you moved your thumb off of your clit and started rubbing your clitoris with your fingers.

You rubbed your clit vertically, horizontally, and in circles with the tips and pads of your fingers.

You may as well call it a night right now, and you waited to drift off to sleep while still masturbating yourself.

When you were waiting and trying to fall asleep, you thought of these wrestlers you've fantasized about tonight all rubbing and caressing your naked body with body wash in a locker room shower, lathering your body up with foam, and they all get chances and have their hands traveling all over your body, while your hands are trying to touch on each of their chests and arms as well, rub the foamy body wash on their skin, trying to put your hands on their body parts and vertically caress them.

You have so many hot sexual fantasies with wrestlers that could be porn, and you even acted out some of your sexual fantasies with these professional wrestlers you've fantasized about.

When you woke up in the morning, your hand was still down your panties, though you still didn't continue masturbating when you fell asleep.

Y'know, Cyndi Lauper was one of the reasons the WWF blew up in popularity in the 1980's, she even guest starred in the WWF and had professional wrestlers and wrestling managers in her music videos.

And one of her most notorious songs is a song called "She Bop", about her masturbating.

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I actually tried fantasizing of getting gangbanged by so many hot men from the WWF, WCW and some from ECW (maybe even a few from modern WWE, NXT and AEW too) while I masturbated last night.

#wcw #wwf #ecw #1997 #90s #fanfiction

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