Sexual Awakening - 2 - Sex Stories

Sexual Awakening - 2

... than nothing! Being so close to the ring, almost tempted to hop over the wall and grab a seat next to Jerry "The King" Lawler and Jim Ross. This was a blast as they watched the action, the sound the ring made when the wrestlers were thrown onto it. Kyle cheered along with Phillip as they watched the main event, one of their favorites, Kane! He dominated his opponent in the ring! This was the best night ever for these two cousins! But, it wasn't over yet! Afterwards, the security of the event came over to escort the four of them to their VIP experience. Backstage they were able to meet the attending superstars as well as the championship belt holders! Taking photos, getting autographs. It went on and on. For Phillip especially, it was like a dream come true. And while Kyle was having fun, he kept looking around, wishing they take a photo with Kane or at least someone he liked more. Other times he thought about it being like his created superstar. Walking around backstage like; Smackdown vs Raw, Shut Your Mouth! and Here Comes The Pain! As they continued on to more of the experience, onto the merchandise, Kyle's wandering eye caught a glimpse of the locker room. Having to get picked out shirts and hats was one thing, but his thieving urges made him think about the stuff in there. By some miracle he slipped away as the others turned the corner and he hid behind some stage crates. "Heh...all too easy, later, Phil." Kyle snickered quietly as he turned back to the locker room ...

... door and hurried inside before he got caught. Only one problem. "Where is everything?" He shrugged, flapping his arms and they clapped his shorts as they swung back down. The locker room was empty. Some of the lockers themselves were left open but no bags or shirts. Not even one body tape that wasn't already in the trash. "Well...no harm in looking, probably already busted." Kyle stated with a shrug, thinking how sure, he'll get in trouble but not like he can get arrested or anything. Walking around a corner, he suddenly saw a black duffel bag. "Aw yeah, sweetness." He smiled wide, ready to run over and grab whatever he found interesting. Until he heard footsteps and froze up against the wall. "Oh crud oh crud oh crud oh crud..." His voice echoed like mad in his head, he knew it, he was already caught. Kyle looked over and, he couldn't believe his eyes nor his luck. It was freaking Stacy Keibler, reaching into her bag to get some more casual clothes on. She was wearing one of her usual Diva attire. Thin black shirt sleeve shirt that only covered her arms and her small but wonderful breasts. Looking down her slender, toned body, Kyle felt his heart race as he stared at her exposed upper body and down to her tiny denim skirt. Showing off more of those long, lovely legs she was so well known for, kicking the knee high heel boots next to the bag. Kyle gulped as he still couldn't move, he did want to. This was better than the main menu screen model of her dancing. But from staying ...