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After a long training session in the ring to make sure everything was on the mark, Matt Hardy to get back to his hotel room to get into his suit for the Hall of Fame ceremony. Every WWE Superstar and Diva was going to be on hand to see Stone Cold Steve Austin get inducted into the Hall of Fame. It was in the back when Matt was having a quick conversation with the Rattlesnake, that he saw former WWE Divas Champion Mickie James.

Since Matt was on Smackdown and Mickie was on RAW, they were rarely in the same building with one another, however tonight, he sure as hell was glad she was. She was in a beautiful Zebra print dress that was very form fitting, and she did have a very pleasing form. Mickie was having a pleasant conversation with Koko B. Ware, another WWE Hall of Fame inductee. After the conversation was over, Matt walked over to Mickie to try to make his move. Jim Ross had once given him some advice to not date another Diva, but when someone like Mickie James is single and available, you need to risk getting hurt for the chance at getting the girl.

“Hey Mickie, I have got to say that you are the best looking of all of the divas tonight.” Matt says as he gets close enough to Mickie to strike up a conversation.

“Why thank you Matt, I have to say that you are looking rather dashing yourself tonight.” Mickie says at the older Hardy.

“So how is the planning coming for the Divas Battle Royal?” Matt asks, getting an eyeful of the cleavage that was coming out of Mickie’s dress.

“Well I am a little pissed off, I just found out that they are turning it into a sideshow will Kid Rock taking up all of the Diva’s entrances and Santino is going to win as his “sister”" Mickie said with an irritated tone in her voice.

“That is just insane, why would they put every great diva in the match only to have it turn into something sad like that.” Matt said

“It’s pretty obvious that Vince thinks this is going to be funny even if this patronizes every day in the past and those in the future. Trish and Lita were smart to not except the invitation.” Mickie says

“Well maybe if you do well in the match Vince will get his head from up his butt and give you the Women’s championship again. ” Matt says

“Yeah, that is what I am hoping for. Speaking of matches, how is yours coming along?” Mickie says.

“It’ s gonna be a spectacle. The finish is going to be something that will get the fans butts out of their seats. Jeff is going to jump off of 20 foot ladder and try to hit me with a leg drop.” Matt says

“Wow, that does sound neat” Mickie says.

“Listen, the party is kind of dying down here; do you need a lift back to the hotel?” Matt asks, all of the WWE superstars were staying at the same hotel.

“Sure thing, I just need to tell Kelly that I got another ride” Mickie said as she walked away. As she did, that gave Matt the chance to get a glimpse of her round ass. It was a sight for sure. It was round, tight, and jiggled in all of the right ways. After Mickie has a quick conversation with Kelly Kelly, Mickie comes back over to the older Hardy.

“Let’s get going” Mickie smiles as she takes Matt’s hand.

The feel of Mickie’s soft skin on his own brings a familiar feeling of tightness to Matt’s cock.

The duo walk to the parking garage and Matt does the polite thing and opened the car door for Mickie. Matt gets into the other side and drove them both to their hotel. Once they arrived at the hotel, Matt helped her out of the car and walked her to his room. Vince had set up both Matt and Jeff up with a pair of hotel suites at the hotel to reward them from their hard work. Matt put the do not disturb sign up on the door and shut it.

“Would you like something to drink, the minibar is full with all kind of stuff” Matt said to Mickie.

“I’d love something thanks” Mickie said.

Matt looked into the minibar and pullout two little bottle of liquor. One was a bottle of Jack Daniels while the other was a bottle of Vodka. Matt walked over and sat next to Mickie on the rooms King Sized bed.

“Ladies Choice” Matt smiled as he held up the two little bottles of booze.

“I think that I am going to take the vodka.” Mickie said as she took the little bottle of vodka and gulped it down. Matt did the same thing with the bottle of Jack Daniels.

“Wow, you can really hold you liquor” Matt smiled

“There are other things that I can hold” Mickie said while moving her little hand over Matt’s crotch and grabbing him through his pants. She was very surprised at what she had grabbed. Matt seemed to have the biggest cock that she had ever seen, and she once had a one night stand with Kofi Kingston.

“Oh wow, that feels incredible” Matt moans as Mickie rubs his crotch. Mickie soon gets down on her knees and unbuttons Matt’s pants. She also slides off his boxers to reveals his big cock. It had to be at least 12 inches longs. Mickie soon begin to kiss and lick his cock all over, getting it nice and wet. While she was kissing and licking his dick, Matt took off her suit and rubbed his hands in Mickie’s hair. Mickie’s head began to bob up and down as her juicy lips wrapped around Matt Hardy’s cock.

“Oh my god Mickie this is the best blowjob I have ever had and Amy was a total whore” Matt said as he made reference to his ex-girlfriend Amy “Lita” Dumas. This only seemed to egg Mickie on as she began to suck ever harder while moving her head up and down faster than before.

“Mickie if you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum” Hardy moans.

Mickie does not say a word. She stands up so that she can slide off her dress, thong, and heels. Mickie was now standing in front of Matt totally nude. Matt stands on the edge of the bed and pulled Mickie close to him. Her sexy tummy was now at eye level with Matt. Matt grabbed Mickie’s round ass from behind and gave her tummy a little kiss. Matt stood up and lay her onto the king sized bed. Matt started at Mickie’s toes and begins to kiss his way up her body. He got to her tits and began to lick and kiss them.

“Oh god Matthew, that feels incredible.” Mickie moans, Matt was a bit turned on hearing Matt call out his full name. Matt kissed his way up to Mickie neck and gave it a light kiss before moving to Mickie’s soft lips. Their two tongues danced together as Matt slid them bed covered over them both and slid his cock into her tight pussy. Mickie pulled her tongue out of Matt’s mouth long enough to scream in pleasure.

“Oh fuck Matt I think that monster of yours is going to tear my pussy in two.” Mickie screamed as Matt began to move his cock in and out of her snatch. Mickies hands moved to Matt’s butt and squeezed, this pulled his cock even deeper into her pussy.

“Your pussy is so damned tight Mickie” Matt moaned as he began to pick up the pace and fucked her deeper and harder. Matt rubbed his hands all over her body before grabbing Mickie’s smooth legs and putting them on his shoulders. Matt begins to drill into her pussy as Mickie screamed in intense pleasure.

“Oh yea that’s right tear my championship pussy up baby! Give Mickie want she wants” Mickie growled at Matt as he fucked her. Matt was always one to give a lady what she wants, so he picked the pace up even more and fucked her harder. Matt also begins to suck on all ten of Mickie’s cute little toes. Mickie could not help but giggle at this. Mickie decided to take control and flipped over so that she was on top. She began to bounce up and down on Matt’s big dick. As she did this, her big boobs bounced freely in the air.

“Those beauties may be fake but they look fantastic when they are bouncing up and down like that” Matt smiled as he watched her tits go up and down, up and down, in a almost hypnotic motion. He soon grabbed a hold of her tits and groped them as she bounced on his cock. Matt hands did not stay on her tits for long as they soon traveled down to her round rump and gave it a couple of good spanks.

“Ohhhh, have I been a bad girl?” Mickie teased as she began to grind on his cock.

“Yes, you have and bad girls need to be spanked” Matt said

“Oh well, if that is the rule…” Mickie hopped off of Matt’s cock and got up on all fours. She wiggled her big booty to tease Matt.

Matt got up on his knees and gave Mickie’s ass a couple of nice, long licks before spanking Mickie’s booty until it was beet red. With every spank that landed its mark, Mickie would let out a cute little yelp.

“Is spanking my booty the only thing that you are going to do?” Mickie asked.

“Well I did have a few more ideas” Matt said as he lined up his cock and pointed it at her little rosebud. Matt slowly slides his cock deep into Mickie’s ass until he was balls deep. When he hit bottom, he pulled out only to slam it back in. Once he had built up a bit of a rhythm, he leaned forward and grabbed Mickie swaying tits.

“Oh god Matt keep it up and you are going to make me cum!” Mickie screamed

“Well that is the whole point” Matt smiled as he spanked her again while plowing her tight ass. This is all that it took to drive Mickie over the edge. She came hard and screamed so loud that the people three doors down could have heard.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooooooooooooooood! I’m Cumming! I’m Cumming! I’m Cumming! I’m Cumming!” Mickie yelled and her body went limp on the bed. Mickie was not the only one who was going over the edge.

“I’m Cumming too” Matt said as she pulled his cock out of her ass and sprayed her booty all over with his hot load. Matt fell next to Mickie on the bed and kissed her lightly on the nose.

“Oh wow, that was…that was” Mickie panted

“Oh yea…it was incredible” Matt said between pants.

Matt pulled Mickie close to him and rested her head onto his chest. He ran his hands through her hair until they both feel asleep. When Matt awoke the next morning Mickie was gone, but there was a note on the table.

It read, “Dear Matt, I had to leave early this morning to get ready for match tonight at Wrestlemania. I know that you have to do the same. Good luck tonight against your brother. I will look for you afterwards. Maybe we can have a little celebration if you win *wink* See ya, Mickie.”

Matt smiled at the note and put it away. He knew he had to get up soon to get ready, but for the next few minutes he just wanted to reminisce about last night’s event. He knew that tonight may be the biggest night of his life however last night with Mickie was going to be pretty difficult to beat.

Imogen Buxton sighed from her side of the car, felt a chill as they reached the driveway and pulled up to the house. Damn, the ride back from the city had been way shorter then she had wanted for it to be.
London on a Thursday night, Imogen had partied with her friends until that was her ride ditched her for a guy. Typical of Angelina and now she was in for it.
The car came to a halt, Imogen and her dad got out walked to the door of the mud room of their house. As she entered the mud room Imogen sucked in a breath, turned meekly brushed a hand through her honey colored, light brown hair and said to her dad: “Got to use the toilet first.” She pouted.
“Hurry back sweetheart.” Her dad sent her off with a loud whack on the seat of her skimpy black dress which only caused her to jump with a yelp.

Despite what Imogen’s father might have thought she wasn’t stalling, she did need to go, her nerves had gotten to her, not that a delay in her caning wasn’t on her mind.
How stupid could she have been? She knew the rules. No night’s out during the week but she had snuck out anyway. After Angelina had ditched her Imogen had no choice but to phone home for a ride.
There was no lecture when he had retrieved her or much even said about the whole incident on their way back to the small village that they called home. Imogen knew very well the consequences, no need to discuss what would be a forgone conclusion.
Done with her toiletries Imogen returned to the mud room, slipped off her shoes and set them near the step up into the main house for later to return them to her room after this dreaded business was all over and done.

She felt the cool slate of the floor on the soles of her bare feet and went over to the lip that edged the small room, cool air stiffened her nipples, and she realized that she had begun to flush.
Slowly Imogen reached for the hem of her short dress, began to hike it up, and hooked her thumbs into her white lacey knickers. A glance over her shoulder she watched her dad fetch the cane that sat in a nearby umbrella bucket. It was straight, thin, and positively whippy.
Panties at her ankles Imogen bent, touched the lip of the mud room with her French manicured nails, choked out: “Ready dad.”
Thawk!
“Ouch!”

Thawk! Imogen leapt up, grabbed at the hot line across her buttocks.
“That’ll be an extra stroke then.”
Obediently Imogen bent back down. It was too late at night for this, she just wanted to get this over with and go to bed.
Slash, crack! Imogen began to uncontrollably cry at that last searing stroke. A nasty purplish welt throbbed across her cheeks.
“Please!” Imogen begged. “I know I broke the rules I won’t do it again.”
“That’s right young lady you won’t. First though, you’ve more strokes to go. Imogen, do keep your cries to a minimum. Bad enough I had to go out at midnight to pick you up but your mother’s asleep.”
Imogen almost fired back with a snotty; “bloody hell, you’re the one tanning my ass, it’s your fault for all the noise!” but she managed to not make the rude remark as it would have only made it all that much worse.
Her father pushed the hem of her dress further up her back, nudged her to bend lower for the rest of her caning which he laid on rather firmly and left her in tears.
Given permission to stand Imogen clutched her red, raw ass and quietly sobbed. Her dad had left her there to contain herself. With a little cringed she pulled her up panties and swore under her breath at the sting in her hind end.

You see, Jaylin was in for it… that’s to say a sound thrashing awaited her downstairs. Last night at supper she had been engrossed with her mobile, texting her friends about what they were going do on the weekend (a concert), mum had warned her. “Put the mobile away, you’re being rude!”
Jaylin responded with a curt reply, mouthed-off, and rolled her big blue eyes and then returned to her phone. Huge mistake, which she came to regret right away. Mum’s response had been to inform her she’d put a call into Callum early the next morning.
Chills, at what had now become a nonnegotiable decision caused Jaylin to shake in her seat.

Callum Laird, her mother’s friend and a neighbor. Mum had been a single-parent, a long time ago she had struck upon the notion it was best for her daughter to have a strong male figure in her life. When it came time to discipline, Callum administered it.

Jaylin had an appointment with a cane. Padding reluctantly down the stairs, a frown on her face, and dressed only in steelblue lace bra and bikini knickers decorated with little flower buds she saw what she most dreaded.
Sure enough, just as mum had informed her before going out for the afternoon, the crook handled cane and slipper had been set out. Both rested across a low wooden framed Spanish chair which was placed beside a wall near the floor to ceiling window that looked out over the street of their London flat. The chair however had been turned around so its back was out rather then flush against the white wall as it usual would have been.
Jaylin put herself in the corner below the stairway, hands atop her head. Dark hair draped midway down her back and tapered between her shoulder blades, tan flesh highlighted by steelblue lace. Toes as close to the corner as she could get them her perky ass tipped slightly outward, the fabric of her panties tightened across her lush curves.

Blue-eyes closed tight, Jaylin exhaled, not at all looking forward to what would soon take place. Callum’s thrashings ALWAYS hurt. He caned hard and rather thoroughly, a young woman came to learn that she must behave when he was done with her.

What seemed to be many hours passed, but in truth it had only been less then thirty-minutes. Callum came in, put a hand on Jaylin’s back. “So young lady. I hear you smarted off last night.”
Jaylin swallowed, nodded, but did not turn her nose away from the wall. “Yes sir.” the answer caught in her throat.
Callum let out a breath. “Are you ready?”
A bob of the head, quickly she remembered to add. “Yes sir.”
“Over the chair.” Callum ordered.

With a sigh Jaylin strode over to the chair, in her peripheral vision, out the window she noticed pedestrians pass by on the sidewalk. It was humiliating (and deliberately so) anyone who might happen past on the street below could, provided they glanced upward at the right angle be able to see her being caned. Only translucent yellow curtains were a barrier to maintain Jaylin’s dignity.

Forward Jaylin leaned, reached out across and gripped tight onto the very far end of the arms of the Spanish chair. Torpedo C-cup tits, encased even as they were in a well fitted lace brassiere jiggled about.
Behind Jaylin, Callum began to tug her knickers down. He lifted the elastic, pulled the delicate fabric away from the cleft of her pussy. The bikini briefs were soon bunched around her knees. He pushed on the small of her back, over her Celtic knot “tramp stamp” so that she would stretch ahead even more. Jaylin felt her triangle of pubic hair brush roughly against the chair’s back; the sensation caused her to let out a halted breath.
This position left her almost on tippy toes, slender legs spread Jaylin’s most intimate parts were now exposed. Tan, pert ass at a perfect peak and prepared to endure the rod’s sting.

A posture, very much almost a lunge which made it impossible for Jaylin to, out of reflex of course reach back and protect herself. Were she to do so, she’d end up face forward onto the chair seat. Jaylin always held her posture!
Cane hefted, Callum tapped it and then let loose a sharp whack!
“OUCH!” Jaylin’s grip on the chair arms hardened.
Again he brought the rod downward; its tip caught her near her pussy. Jaylin let out an earsplitting yowl!

Twelve more equally harsh lashes, twenty-four in all Callum hooked the cane over the chair back. As for Jaylin, she remained in her spot, this was not over.

Callum grabbed the oversized eleven-inch Plimsoll, began to smack it across Jaylin’s bouncing womanly globes. Each swat produced a grunt from the brunette whose backside, striped with purplish welts now had started to turn a deep crimson.

At last Callum ordered her back to the corner, but this time she would not stand there. No, instead she would be seated on a small wood stool.
Gingerly Jaylin lowered herself, panties tangled still around her knees onto the cold hardwood, toes on still on tips. Obediently she placed hands on top her head, elbows to either side, her tits prominently bulged out over the top of her bra. The pain raw throbbed and ached in her bare buttocks, she grimaced.

Tears dripped from Jaylin’s big blue eyes.
There on the hardwood she waited until her mum returned.

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3 Chocolate satisfies, even when it’s soft.
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5 You can make chocolate last as long as you want it to.
6 You can have chocolate in front of your mother.
7 A Chocolate doesn’t mind if you bite the nuts too hard.
8 Two people of the same sex can have chocolate without being called nasty names.
9 The word “commitment” doesn’t scare chocolate.
10 You can put chocolate on top of your desk at work without upsetting your co-workers.
11 You can ask a stranger for chocolate without getting your face slapped.
12 You don’t get hairs in your mouth if you eat chocolate everyday.
13 With chocolate there’s never any need to fake it.
14 Chocolate don’t make you pregnant.
15 You can have chocolate at any time of the month.
16 Good chocolate is easy to find.
17 You can have as many kinds of chocolate as you can handle.
18 You are never too young or too old for chocolate.
19 When you have chocolate late at night it doesn’t keep your neighbors awake.
20 With chocolate, size doesn’t matter and it’s always great.
21 You can’t get VD from a chocolate.
22 Chocolate come in different colors, you can have your pick.
23 A piece of chocolate does not get jelouse.

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If you’re a lightweight, or he has Herculean-like strength, there’s a step-free way to navigate this perpendicular position: Put your arms around his neck, have him lift you by holding onto your thighs or locking his hands beneath your butt, and wrap your legs around his hips. You’ll make the position less strenuous and be better able to synchronize every move if you lean against a wall or other solid surface.

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