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Foretold Future	By : Redneckgirl Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1639 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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‘Oh my god she’s gunna puke!’ Said Nadine, hardly able to watch Sam knocking back a bottle of tomato ketchup. She would get $250.00 if she drank it all, collectively given by the crowd once again formed in the kitchen where the main hub of the party seemed to be generating from.

‘If you drink this with me you might too’ said Shannon, a bottle of Tequila in his hand.

‘Oh god dude! When did you kill the Bacardi?’ she said to her boyfriend, who looked smashed.

‘Andrew finished it, and I won, LOOK!’ he shouted triumphantly as Andrew stood propped against the wall, looking like he was about to fall over. And just as Sam swallowed the last mouthful of ketchup, down went The Bullet to the floor.

‘I DO BELIEVE I WIN! IN YOUR FUCKING FACE LIGHTWEIGHT!’ Shannon then roared as he ran over to where Andrew had slumped and dived on him, getting up and allowing Jeff to do the same thing. And then Matt and Shane. And then Sam. He dragged himself up off the floor and staggered outside to throw up shortly after that. Another person to find herself outside not so long after was Nadine, who wanted to take a breath of the cold crisp air and a few moments alone. She wandered down to a secluded spot between two trees at the end of Matt’s garden and looked out into the big space and large hole the man himself one day hoped would fill into an impressive little lake, and just enjoyed the breeze blowing against her cheeks while she thought how content she was at that moment in her life.

The last five months had brought about so much change in her life, and it was then she realized that this Christmas would be different for so many reasons; she’d share it with her amazing boyfriend, she had the sister she had missed so terribly back to the way she remembered her, and for the first year ever at festive time, there would be no dad. The only part of her that mourned him was the nice man she’d loved, respected and trusted before she hit the age of thirteen, the rest of him could rot for all she cared, but it was there sat outside alone that she realized that the only part she mourned was the one she couldn’t deny she missed. And then, she wasn’t alone anymore.

‘Boo’ said Shannon, sitting down next to her and passing her a bottle of beer.

‘Just how many different drinks are you determined to dump into your bloodstream tonight my darling?’ she asked, rubbing his arm.

‘As many as I fucking can! Why the fuck not it’s Christmas! WOO!’ he shouted.

‘WOO!’ she shouted back, laughing hard with him and clinking her bottle against his as he moved to sit behind her and pull her back against his chest. She loved the connection they shared, like best friends as well as lovers, all the stupid jokes, lines from films and phrases they shared between each other than no one else knew the meaning of until explained.

‘I love you Jackson, you know that?’ he said, kissing her atop her head.

‘I love you too. And just so you know you only have a limited time left to call me Jackson, we’ve all decided to change our names to mom’s maiden name. We don’t want anything even associated with him anymore, especially not his name’ she said, turning and stroking his cheek.

‘So what do I have to call you from now on? Apart from the usual of sexy and beautiful of course’ he said, laughing softly.

‘Coleman’ she replied, taking a sip of her beer.

‘Nah, doesn’t suit you’ he replied, shaking his head.

‘Oh really?’ she asked, raising an eyebrow at him as she smiled.

‘Really, it’s the truth. Moore sounds better’ he then said.

‘Did I just hear that right?’ she exclaimed, turning around to look at him properly.

‘Yes you did. Nadine Moore, it suits you’ he said, nodding with a completely straight face as he looked at her casually, and then began to laugh at her facial expression.

‘Dude are you.......?’ she began.

‘YES! I’M ASKING YOU TO MARRY ME! DON’T LEAVE ME HANGING JUST FUCKING SAY YES!’ he shouted, making her laugh even more.

‘YES!’ she yelled back at him, throwing herself into his arms and knocking him back where they spent a good ten minutes drunkenly rolling around on the floor laughing and kissing.

‘Okay I guess you can have this now’ he said when they finally sat up, her on his lap as he pulled a small box from his pocket and handed it to her. She opened it up to see the most unique looking ring she’d ever seen. It was an almost violet tinted oval shaped diamond set on a band that winded in loopy shapes all around it. And the whole thing sparkled like it had been dropped in glitter; Nadine had never seen anything so pretty in her entire life.

‘And it don’t fit I’m screwed, it’s too ornate to be adjusted. It was meant to be one of your Christmas presents but I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you!’ he said, taking it from the box and pushing it onto her fourth finger. It was a tiny bit loose, but at least it actually fit. He’d had visions of it being too small ever since it had taken him and Sam about an hour to guess what size would fit her, with Sam trying them onto her middle finger since Nadine always used to steal her large onyx ring she wore on that finger, but wear it on her fourth. It had been a damn good guess.

‘It’s beautiful, thank you. I love you so much’ she said, kissing him after watching the ring sparkling on her finger in the moonlight.

‘I love you too, that’s why there’s such a fucking large hole in my bank balance about now! No I’m kidding, you’re worth it, and so much more’ he said, kissing her again. If she wasn’t so drunk she’d have probably cried right there and then, but instead was content just to kiss for the time being, before returning to the party to see Matt and Jeff having a ‘flip for a slap’ fight in the kitchen. You flip a coin, shout heads or tails and if you lose the toss you get a slap. It was something they had invented one night round at Shannon’s after much alcohol had been consumed, and something they’d watch Nadine and Sadie play first.

‘YOU UP FOR THIS AGAIN GIRL?’ The lady herself shouted from across the kitchen.

‘HELL YEAH!’ said Nadine, still wrapped around Shannon looking criminally loved up. Sadie then walked over to them for a chatter, but stopped and pointed when she saw the piece of jewellery sparkling on Nadine’s left hand.

‘What the hell? That wasn’t there before! OH MY GOD IS IT AN ENGAGEMENT RING?’ She then shouted, her face lighting up and half of the people within earshot turning around.

‘Matt, you need to change the name of the party. It isn’t just the Matt Hardy Christmas Bash anymore, it’s the Nadine just agreed to marry Shannon party too! YEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!’ he shouted as a massive raucous cheer went up throughout the whole house, the newly engaged pair being bombarded by their drunken well wishing friends.

‘YOU MUST BE FUCKING CRAZY! BUT COME HERE ANYWAY I’M SO FUCKING HAPPY FOR YOU BOTH BABE’ shouted a very drunk Matt right into her ear as he hugged her tight with Liv. ‘And by my watch you have approximately two hours to wait before Shannon gets ‘The Rage!’ Ohhhhh you’re gunna be dead girl!’ he continued, laughing and kissing Liv’s cheek.

‘Yeah, but death by sex can’t be a bad thing can it?’ she said, a wicked grin fixing on her face as Sam came and hugged her once again.

‘Well if it’s with Shannon I can’t think of anything worse! But hey he’s your guy, you go forth and fuck! And we’ll see you sometime next week’ he said, laughing as the man himself came over and hugged both her and Sam jointly. And then Sadie came over and decided it was their turn to play the now famous ‘flip for a slap’ game, where she and Nadine proceeded to knock the shit out of each other with full on slaps to the faces, providing much entertainment for all. And two hours later, the actions of Shannon provided the party with the last bit of entertainment from him and Nadine before he literally dragged her home.

‘It’s just turned 2.10am, any fucking minute now and he’s gunna go’ said Jeff as he, Matt, Liv and Shane all stood by the stereo in the lounge and watched Shannon and Thomas having a smack down, the sofa cushions, empty cans and other items to hand being used as weapons. And after they’d finished and Shannon had sank another drink they watched it happen. His eyes locked on Nadine from across the room, and that was it.

‘NADINE! GET THAT SEXY ASS RIGHT OVER HERE NOW!’ He hollered over the music, watching Nadine turn around and give him a smouldering smile.

‘Oh yeah that’ll do it’ observed Matt as he watched Shannon literally charge across the room and grab her by the hair, hauling her backwards as she screamed and then stopping to throw her over his shoulder.

‘CAVE MAN STYLE! I LIKE IT!’ roared Jeff just as he was joined by his amused and very drunk looking wife, giving him her huge ‘I’m hammered and I wanna go home soon’ smile.

‘IF EVERYONE WILL EXCUSE ME BUT I’M OFF TO GET ME SOME PUSSY, AND WHATEVER OTHER HOLE I CAN STICK IT IN! LATER!’ he shouted as the whole room cheered and wolf whistled, shouting obscenities left and right.

‘Bye everybody!’ said a giggling Nadine, waving from over his shoulder as she was carried out of the house. They got to the end of Matt’s garden and just through the part where the lake would form before she was put down, but pulled into his arms and kissed with so much force she thought she’d fall over.

‘I want you so fucking badly, damn I’m gunna do all sorts of nasty things to you when we get home’ he said, his hands already undoing her jeans and trying to slide in as his mouth moved to her neck.

‘Or now by the look of it! Control yourself!’ she exclaimed, pushing his hands away.

‘Sorry, can’t’ he said, grabbing her and hauling her body back against hers to give her another of the those kisses so passionate it damn near knocked the wind out of her.

‘Well you have to, I’m not fucking you out here in the middle of December’ she said, untangling herself from his arms and walking away in the direction of their house. She had to fend him off at least another seven times before they finally arrived home, where she was pinned down on the stairs as soon as she’d tried to climb up them.

Shannon’s POV.

Well they don’t call it ‘The Rage’ for nothing. When I get this drunk, I just turn into an animal, I have to have sex and there’s no fucking way around that at all. Not that my future wife is gonna want it any other way, the things I plan on doing to her. And as my body pins hers to the stairs she’s half naked before either of us have had time to think, her hands literally tearing my shirt off my back.

‘God I really fucking want you’ she growls, grabbing my belt and undoing it as our mouths crash together once again, tongues tying in a knot as I pick her up and carry her up the rest of the stairs, wanting to see just how much of a battering that new bed we got can take. And even before it’s properly begun I can feel myself becoming totally consumed with desire for the woman currently yanking my jeans and boxers down my legs, running her tongue back up my body as she pushes me against the wall and stands up again, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me.

‘Fuck me’ she whispers, her voice so deep and sexy I swear it was I could do not to put her straight through the wall with the force I rammed her up against it after turning her around, my knee forcing hers apart and my hands picking her up under thighs, holding her open wide and doing exactly what she asked me to do, fuck her full force against the wall. And my god I don’t think I’ve ever given any girl that kind of pounding before, but right then the only thing I wanted to do was feel her cum, feel that tight wet little pussy gripping on my cock even though I know its gunna be hours before I do. I suffer with ‘too drunk to cum’ syndrome, something which has never been a problem needless to say.

‘Mmmmmmmmm, you’ve got the most incredible dick in the world, mmmmmmm yeah that’s right baby fuck me, ohhhhhhh god fuck me harder!’ she growls into my ear, her mouth covering my neck in kisses and bites as I slam up into her hard and fast, listening to her moans grow deeper and louder, her head banging off the wall, her legs locked tightly around my waist, her nails raking down my spine and making me shudder, my body pressing against hers harder as we kiss again. I grip my hands tight at the back of her thighs and drive into her at speed, feeling those nails on my back dig in sharply and drag down as she starts to cum.

‘OH! OHHHHHH, AHHHHH’ she cries loudly, her nails scratching the fuck out of my back once more as I feel her muscles in spasm around me. Shit that feels so good. I slide from inside her body and place her back on her feet, and as she catches her breath she leads me to the bed and lies back, pulling me down with her. It ain’t just the alcohol, it ain’t just because I’m horny as fuck, its her, she’s just so goddamned sexy it kills me, drives me completely insane with how much I want her. All she had to do is give me that look like she did back at Matt’s place and that’s it; she’s done for.

I pull her tits free from her bra with one hand and pull her thong off with the other, my mouth covering every last inch of E cup sized flesh and biting her newly pierced nipples (my first try at piercing that particular part of the body, and I did ‘em perfect), hearing her moan as my mouth meets the metal rings and gives them a tug between my teeth before sucking the hoop and the hardening peak its pierced through into my mouth.

‘Mmmmmm it feels ten times better with the new jewellery’ she said, running her hands through my hair before I take the band off my wrist and tie it back.

‘What? These or this?’ I say, gesturing to the rings through her nipples and then the one on her finger.

‘Both’ she whispers, holding my face in her hands and staring at me for a few seconds before she gives me that smile again, and all I can do is grasp her close and kiss her, and not just her mouth. I kiss her front and back all over, linking each space between where my lips have been with a flick of my tongue, hearing her let out a long content sigh. But there’s only one place I really wanna get my mouth, but I’ll make her wait for it.

‘I’ll be back’ I say, sliding off the bed and leaving the bedroom quickly to race downstairs and into the kitchen, fetch a glass of ice and a bottle of vodka and then run back up. The vodka is for drinking that much is true, but it ain’t what I had in mind for the glass of sharply picked ice. I put a chunk of it in my mouth and let it melt slightly as I push her legs open, stroking the insides of her thighs while I lean down and push the piece of ice in my mouth out and straight into her pussy, licking her clit and feeling the water running out of her as the ice melts.

‘Fuck! That’s so cold but so good!’ she says, her hands stroking the top of my shoulders, trailing her fingernails in circles and making my skin break out in goose pimples, my mouth travelling back up to her stomach and tongue swirling around her belly button a few times before reaching for the glass again and taking out another piece of ice, holding it between my teeth and trailing it across her skin until it melts and once again it’s just my tongue tasting her sweet skin, licking up he little trails of water running over her body. Fetching another I then pushed it inside her and slid back down her body to lick at her slit, wet with her and wet with the water seeping back out from where it was melting under a high temperature.

Nadine’s POV.

Oh my god what the hell is he doing to me? This is incredible, mind blowing, the way his tongue had just started beating against my clit as a cold trickle of water escaped my pussy, Jesus it’s almost too much. I roll my head back over the pillow and moan in little more than a croak as I feel two fingers venture inside me, slowly being pressed in until the were knuckle deep and hooking upwards to rub against all the swollen ridges inside me, my g spot being rubbed over and over in a circle with his fingertips, tongue still licking me fast, his breath coming out in hot blasts against the moistened folds his fingers were splitting. I love seeing how turned on he gets when he goes down on me, moaning sexily deep in his throat as his tongue explores me thoroughly, he really, really loves doing it.

And I’m practically beside myself as his fingers pummel away inside me hard, tongue still attacking my clit, licking it with the back of his tongue all the way to the tip, a movement that rendered me senseless as he did it over and over again, slowly but so firmly my body could barely keep still as it jolted against his touch. He pressed his hand down against my hips to keep me still, tattooed fingers splayed out against my stomach, softly stroking me as he looked up and winked, then mouthed ‘I love you’ before burying his face between my legs once more. He sure licked me like he loved me, and about ten seconds later he started fucking me like he loved me too, so hard, wild and primal, but at the same time so lovingly, the way he looked at me and kissed me all the way through. And then there was the fact that alcohol makes him so dirty it drives me crazy.

He pulls out and turns me over; pushing my body down to rest against the stack of pillows in the middle of the bed and pulling my hips up to re enter my hot tightness, hand moving out towards the glass and getting another piece of ice, which I would find out was more like an icicle than a cube as he began pushing it into my ass. It would only last about a minute before it melted away, but as he slammed my pussy hard and fucked my ass with the shard of ice it was one of the most amazing sensations ever to course through my body, and when the ice had melted he thrust two fingers up there in replacement as his body hammered against mine hard and fast, making a release of pleasure so intense flood through my body I was left speechless save a long, breathless sigh at the feeling of hot tingles spreading throughout me.

‘So that’s twice and you haven’t cum yet, how many more times before you erupt?’ I ask, pulling away until penetration is lost and turning over, sitting up to slide my arms under his and stroke his back.

‘It’ll be a few hours yet. I kinda go a little numb when I’m this fucked up’ he said, giving me a very drunken smile as he pushed me down to the bed and pulled my legs wide apart, dick sinking into me again, hands pulling my hips up to allow him to go deeper until amazingly all of him has disappeared into my dark wet passage. Mmmmmmm, and I’m getting married to this man.

And so she continued to feel herself being dragged, or rather fucked into oblivion by sex that had no limits at all, only orgasm after orgasm for her as he ground down on top of her, his hard body pushing her down into the bed as her hands slid up his arms to his massive shoulders and pushed him up off her, then ran her hands down his chest to pinch and pull at his nipples. He responded by suddenly thrusting forcefully into her wetness, hearing it make a sucking noise and letting out a long low groan, kissing her as her hips rocked against his and she moaned into his mouth breathlessly, the pleasure he was giving her was mind blowing and she shook and arched her back into him as tiny beads of sweat trickled all over her body chased by his fingertips, his lead lowering down to suck her nipples.

Nadine let out a long gaspy moan and trailed her fingers over his hair as he tugged at her nipple ring with his teeth, then flicked it with his tongue. She wrapped her legs up around his waist and brought her hips up to meet each of his thrusts, feeling his dick sink ever deeper into her as he breathed heavily and moaned into her ear.

‘That feel good beautiful? Said Shannon as he looked down at her before trailing circles all over her neck with his tongue. She didn’t reply, or rather couldn’t reply and began to cry out loudly as he started moving quicker inside her; it was so much she thought she would literally pass out. He then sat up and lifted her legs so they rested over his shoulders and brought his thumb down to rub side to side over her clit as he fucked her, beginning to go harder and faster as he watched her writhe and shake under him.

‘Please fuck me harder’ she whispered as she stroked her hands over his sweaty chest and arched her back up to him more he responded by thrusting his dick so deeply into her he felt her very limit, making her cry out ecstasy as he began to pump hard and fast inside her wet pussy, moaning heavily as he lowered his head to kiss and lick the inside of her thigh. She felt the hard round end of his cock begin to rub against her g spot as he moved hard and fast inside her, she could feel small waves of pleasure begin to steadily throb deep inside, until they built up so strongly the muscles in her inner muscles began to contract around him until she felt wave after wave of pleasure flood up through her body so fiercely that she screamed out loud, digging her nails into his chest and scraping them down to his stomach, narrowly avoiding the ‘2BME’ tattoo, trailing her fingertips down the rest of the way to his hips as he slowed down, but still continued to thrust into her with long slow strokes.
‘Damnit you’re like a fucking machine’ she said, a little ripple of laughter in her voice as she panted, feeling his hands stroke her sweaty face as he bent to kiss her.

‘Great ain’t it?’ he said, winking at her and starting to yet again thrust into her at a faster pace, gradually building it up again until the pace was completely frantic, hands and mouths all over each other as they gasped and groaned, Shannon beginning to get a bit more feeling back south of his waist but still have no desire to cum. He then suddenly slid down her body, tongue circling along between her breasts, then her ribs, across the sides of her stomach and finally sinking between her pussy lips.

Nadine closed her eyes and moaned quietly in her throat as she felt him trace the tiniest of circles all around the edge of her clit, then used his thumb to pull back on the hood so he could lick at every part of it, making her moans turn from soft to loud as she held his head in her hands and bit her lip as she felt herself start to cum hard, his mouth then moving and settling back on hers as he slid his cock back into her trembling pussy, her body writhing and jerking against his, arms and legs gripping around him tightly as her fucked her right over the edge and just carried on, and on, and on. And over a period of three and a half hours he had made her cum an incredible 28 times, until she was sore, exhausted and feeling internally dented.

‘I’m getting you this drunk more often’ she said to Shannon as he lay with his head on her chest, really starting to wish he could cum as the frustration at not being able to reach that desired state started to take hold, but nevertheless glad his girl was happy; so happy she couldn’t close her legs or sit up straight. She now knew exactly why it was called ‘The Rage’.
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