Royal Rumble Gang Bang 2012

"Hold on! Stop this match! Stop this match right now!" The WWE Executive Vice President of Talent Relations, John Laurinaitis, says in his hoarse voice as he speaks into the microphone while walking down the entrance ramp.

"What the fuck?" Triple H asks as he turns to look up at Laurinaitis while Stephanie continues to rock on CM Punk's cock.

Stephanie turns her head and looks over at the entrance ramp as she sees John Laurinaitis approaching the ringside area. Stephanie comes to a stop on CM Punk's cock and lifts herself off. "My name....is Mr. John Laurinaitis...I am the Executive Vice President of Talent Relations and the interim General Manager of Monday Night RAW..." Laurinaitis says into the microphone as he approaches the ringside steps, but does not step onto them.

"You have no authority here..." Triple H says as he steps towards the corner of the ring that is closest to the ring steps.

"What the fuck is clown shoes doing here?" CM Punk asks as he gets to his feet.

John Laurinaitis smirks a bit as he steps onto the first step "I know what the WWE Universe wants to see...I care about the WWE Universe..." The Executive Vice President says, while Justin Roberts hands a microphone to CM Punk after signaling for one.

"Bullshit..." CM Punk says as he interrupts Laurinaitis. "Only thing you care about is sticking your nose into business that doesn't involve you..."

Laurinaitis raises his hand up. "Now Mr. Punk...that was rude and I request an apology..." Laurinaitis says as he walks onto the ring apron.

"You want an apology... I'll give you one when you kiss my ass..." CM Punk says before Triple H takes the microphone away from.

"Laurinaitis, you better have a reason for coming out here again..." Triple H says.

John Laurinaitis raises his hands up in defense. "First off....Hunter, Punk...you both need to calm down, because trust me...you don't want any of this..." Laurinaitis says seriously as he motions to himself.

"Either of you have a paper bag I can throw up in do you?" Sunny asks Josh and Striker.

Triple H narrows his eyes, "Laurinaitis... if you don't state your fucking business, I'll happily live up to my 'internet reputation', buy burying your sorry ass so far in the ground that no one would be able to find your worthless body..." Triple H says .

John Laurinaitis presses his lips together and stares at Triple H for a moment. "Hunter...I don't appreciate your tone..." Laurinaitis says before he raises his hand and straightens his tie. "I know I'm Mr. Excitement...but this match I cannot allow to continue...I will not let an executive of this company be degraded in this nature..."

"That's it..." CM Punk says as he approaches the former Dynamic Dude as if to strike him.

John Laurinaitis quickly drops down from the ring apron and stands ringside. "Therefore...because Big Johnny always has a back-up plan in mind...I have personally selected a new opponent for CM Punk to face...much like myself, this man is an icon who revolutionized wrestling!" John Laurinaitis says with a cocky smirk.

"You don't have the stroke to do that..." Triple H begins to say as the familiar theme of the New World Order begins to play and Kevin Nash, wearing jeans and a black and yellow striped shirt, slowly makes his way from the back.

"Holy cow... it's Kevin Nash..." Josh Mathews says.

"And it looks like Nash is still feeling the effects of his Sledgehammer Ladder match with Triple H from a month ago because his hair has gone gray!" Matt Striker says.

Stephanie McMahon stands up in the ring and looks at Triple H with concern. "This cannot be good, guys..." Sunny comments.

"Steph.. just... go hang back with the boys at commentary..." Triple H says after dropping the mic to the mat while CM Punk goes to grab his wrestling trunks to put them back on.

"Looks like things may be breaking down here..." Josh says as Kevin Nash reaches the ring steps and begins to climb them.

Stephanie nods her head and looks at Triple H before she moves to exit the ring, however, she comes too close to Kevin Nash as she starts to move between the ropes that he is able to grab a handful of her hair.

"What the hell! Kevin Nash just..." Matt Striker pauses. "This is not good for Stephanie!"

Moving on instinct to protect his wife, Triple H rushes forward and clobbers Kevin Nash with several punches to the head to get his former friend to let go of Stephanie's hair.

Kevin Nash releases his hold on Stephanie's hair and drops down to the ringside area from the apron "I thought we were friends!" Nash yells.

"Guys...if you excuse me...I think I have to go play therapist now..." Sunny says as she removes her headset and stands up from her seat at the commentary table.

"Sunny where are you going?" Matt Striker asks.

"You touch my wife like that again and I'll break your fucking neck!" Triple H shouts at Kevin Nash.

Meanwhile, CM Punk has rolled out of the ring and has closed in on John Laurinaitis who has his full attention on Nash and Triple H. "Come here!" CM Punk says as he tries to grab the Executive Vice President of Talent Relations who proceeds to run away as fast as possible

"Now hold on...guys...guys..." Sunny says as she steps between Triple H and Kevin Nash. "Both of you need to cool your jets."

"Back off Sunny..." Triple H says.

"Yeah we're going to finish this right now..." Nash says even though he moves to where Sunny is practically shielding him from Triple H.

Sunny turns her head. "First off, Hunter...I would be more concerned with CM Punk and what he is capable of doing with your wife...and second, you should know, I don't really listen to authority that well..."

"What..." Triple H begins to say before he notices that CM Punk has re-entered the ring and Stephanie is already in the process of pulling down the WWE Champion's trunks to free his cock once more.

Stephanie looks up at CM Punk and smirks "I'm not impressed.

"Shut up and suck it..." CM Punk says.

"Hold it... I'm throwing this match out..." Triple H says as he approaches Punk and Stephanie.

"What for?" Punk asks. "Because I'll be damned if I'm letting you two fuck in front of me again tonight... I'm getting involved..." Triple H says firmly as he begins to remove his referee shirt.

Stephanie raises an eyebrow and looks up at Triple H "You seem jealous..."

"I'm not jealous..." Triple H says to his wife as he undoes and lowers his jeans, freeing his own cock.

Stephanie smirks as she places both of her hands onto the exposed cocks of CM Punk and Triple H as she starts to stroke both.

"Your wife is such a slut..." CM Punk says as Stephanie's strokes his dick. "That's why I married her..." Triple H smirks down as Stephanie as she works her other hand back and forth on his tool.

"Looks like we're getting some bonus action..." Josh Mathews says into his headset.

"Indeed, Stephanie is going for double dose and Sunny is gonna take on a giant!" Matt Striker replies while at ringside, Sunny is bobbing her head on the large dick of Kevin Nash.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Sunny moans as she bobs her blond haired head back and forth on his cock, lowering her head further down on Nash's cock.

"Ahhhh..." Nash groans as Sunny bobs her head on his big hard cock while he leans against the ringside barrier.

Sunny lifts her beautiful eyes and playfully looks up at him as she lowers her head down on his cock, moving her head with swift and smooth head bobs.

Back in the ring, Stephanie McMahon is bobbing her head on Triple H's cock while CM Punk is behind her, thrusting his cock in and out of her wet snatch.

Stephanie places her hands onto her husband's muscular waist as she bobs her head perfectly on his cock, with her lips moving down on his shaft. Stephanie moves on her feet at a quickening pace, rocking forward, with Punk firmly drilling his cock into her.

"Ahhhh fuck..." Triple H groans as Stephanie sucks and slurps on his cock.

"Mmmmm..." CM Punk moans as he drives his cock balls deep into Stephanie's wet pussy as she rocks back against him.

Stephanie lifts her eyes and slyly looks up at Triple H, with her head bobbing on his sledge hammer-like cock, her saliva dripping down on his cock. Stephanie begins to push back against CM Punk's cock, meeting his toned waist with her nicely juicy ass.

Outside the ring, Sunny is kneeling on the ringside steps as Kevin Nash thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy from behind. "Mmmm ahhhh..." Nash groans as he plows his dick deeply into Sunny's cunt.

"Ohhhhh yeah...give it to Sunny baby..." The Hall of Fame Diva moans as she rocks on her knees and eagerly pushes back against Nash's large cock.

"Ahhhh... awww..." Nash groans as he repeatedly and firmly drives his cock into Sunny's cunt as she rocks on the ringside steps.

Sunny licks her lips and turns her head to look back at Kevin Nash as she pushes and grinds her gorgeous body back against his body. "Ohhhhh yeah...mmmmm you like Sunny, don't you baby?"

Back inside the ring, Stephanie is on top of Triple H, rocking on his large cock, while behind her CM Punk is driving his cock into her Billion Dollar ass. "Ahhhh..." Triple H moans as he thrusts his cock upward into his wife's twat.

Stephanie McMahon smirks as she rocks and bounces forward on Triple H's cock, while CM Punk plows his pipe-bombing cock into her ass. Stephanie turns her head back and slyly smirks at Punk. "Mmmmmm jealous of having to share?"

"Mmmmm nope... cause obviously you prefer me to your own husband since you're asking me that question..." Punk replies with a grunt as he pumps his cock deeply into Stephanie's asshole.

"Ahhh shut it you skinny fat ass..." Triple H groans from underneath Stephanie as he thrusts his cock repeatedly up into her pussy.

Stephanie turns her head back and laughs at CM Punk. "Hah Skinny fat ass!" Stephanie says with amusement as the Billion Dollar Princess moves between Punk and Triple H, with both of their cocks working into her.

Meanwhile, Kevin Nash is sitting on the ringside steps as Sunny bounces up and down on his cock. "Mmmmm ahhh... fuck..." Nash groans as Sunny rides his cock at a swift pace.

"Ohhhhhhhhh shit...ohhhhhhhh!" Sunny moans and throws her head back as she swiftly moves up and down on his cock, grinding her pussy on his shaft.

"Mmmmm yeah.... ahhhh...' The former WWE Champion groans as Sunny rides his large cock. Nash places his hands on Sunny's thighs as she bounces nonstop on his dick.

"Mmmmmm...ohhhhhh can't get enough of Sunny, right Big Kev?" Sunny asks as she increasingly moves on his cock.

Inside the ring, Stephanie is on her side, facing CM Punk as he thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy while behind her, Triple H is fucking her ass.

Stephanie narrows her eyes and glares at CM Punk as she moves forward on his cock, with Triple H pounding her ass. "Screw you, Punk..."

"Mmmm I think you're the one getting screwed..." CM Punk replies with a groan as he thrusts his cock sharply into Stephanie's snatch.

"Ahhhh..." Triple H grunts as he drives his cock deeply into Stephanie's asshole.

Stephanie grits her teeth as she sharply grinds against his cock before moving back on Triple H's cock as he continues to pound into her juicy ass.

Back outside the ring, Sunny is sitting on the edge of the ring while Kevin Nash is thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy as she leans back against the ring ropes.

Sunny bites down on her bottom lip and wraps her gorgeously smooth, tanned legs around his waist and pushes against his cock.

"Ahhh mmmm..." Nash groans as he pounds Sunny's cunt, causing her to bounce on the ring apron with every one of his deep thrusts.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh..." Sunny moans and places her hands onto his powerful arms as she grinds against his cock.

Back inside the ring, Stephanie is bobbing her head up and down rapidly on CM Punk's cock as Triple H hammers her pussy from behind while she rocks on her knees.

Stephanie lowers her head on CM Punk's cock, letting her lips grind and rub down the length of his cock, while keeping a steady pace in bobbing her head. Stephanie, meanwhile, rocks back and forth on her knees with Triple H's firmly thrusting into her, with his muscular waist smacking against her juicy ass.

"Mmmmm... ahhhh..." Triple H groans as he rams his cock deeply into his wife's hot wet pussy as she pushes back against him.

"Ahhhh..." CM Punk licks his lips as Stephanie lets her saliva drip down on his meaty cock.

Stephanie slaps her wet tongue against the large shaft of CM Punk's cock as she bobs her head further down on his cock, with her lips grinding.

Outside the ring, Sunny is on her knees and is using both hands to stroke Kevin Nash's throbbing cock, "Mmmmm fuck..." Nash groans as Sunny expertly works her hands back and forth on his tool.

Sunny leans her head down and playfully slaps her tongue against the head of his cock, while she moves her hands down the length of his large cock.

"Ahhhh ahhhhh..." Nash groans loudly as he begins to cum as Sunny continues to stroke his dick.

Sunny closes her eyes and opens her mouth as she takes the head of his cock into her mouth once he begins to cum. Sunny wraps her lips around the head of his cock and proceeds to lightly bob her head.

Back inside the ring, Stephanie is riding CM Punk's cock while Triple H is fucking her mouth. "Ahhh..." Triple H groans as his cock begins to throb within Stephanie's mouth as he repeatedly pushes his shaft all the way in between her lips.

"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm! Gahhhhhhh!" Stephanie moans and lightly gags around her husband's cock as she bobs her head back and forth, allowing him to push as deep as he desires.

"Awwww.... ahhhh!" Triple H moans as he begins to cum, instantly flooding Stephanie's mouth with his load while she rocks on CM Punk's upward thrusting shaft.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Stephanie moans happily and holds her head down on his cock, letting his warm cum drain into her mouth as she does not miss a beat, continuing to move on Punk's cock.

"Mmmmm fuck..." Triple H moans as he pulls his cock out of Stephanie's mouth once he's completely spent, which allows her to increase her pace on Punk's dick as he thrusts up into her.

"Mmmmmm...that all you got? Mmmmmm you fucker...." Stephanie McMahon moans as she moves swiftly on his cock.

"Mmmmm ahhhh..." CM Punk groans as he proceeds to roll over so that he can pin Stephanie to the mat as he thrusts his cock in and out her wet snatch.

"Mmmmmmmm....ohhhhh fuck you..." Stephanie groans and grits her teeth as she wraps her lips around his waist and pushes sharply against his pipe bombing cock.

"Ahhh that's what you're doing..." Punk moans and smirks down at Stephanie as he hammers her pussy with brisk, firm and deep thrusts.

Stephanie narrows her eyes and presses her gorgeous legs tighter around his waist as she sharply pushes and grinds against his cock.

"Mmmmmm ahhh..." Punk groans as his cock begins to throb as he repeatedly thrusts it deeply into Stephanie's snatch.

"Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh..." Stephanie moans and tilts her head back with a wicked laugh as she moves back on his cock.

Sweat drips down CM Punk's toned body as he thrusts his throbbing cock in and out of Stephanie's snatch.

Stephanie tilts her head back and grits her teeth as she pushes back against his thrusting cock, feeling him deeply plowing into her.

As the throbbing of his cock continues to intensify, Punk pulls Stephanie's legs from around his waist so that he can pull out of her pussy. After straddling The Billion Dollar Princess's body, Punk strokes his cock with his right hand as Stephanie presses her large juicy round tits together.

Stephanie slyly smirks at Punk. "Look who you made you cum..."

"That's my wife..." Triple H says with a proud tone and smirk as he watches from the corner of the ring.

"Mmmmm fuck... blame it on the distraction of clown shoes getting involved..." Punk groans as he continues to stroke his cock until he starts to cum, spraying his jizz perfectly onto Stephanie's tits.

"Distraction or not...just proves you're not the Best in the World..." Stephanie smirks

"Whatever... I am the best in the world..." CM Punk says as he strokes his cock until he's spent while Stephanie's theme music begins to play in the arena.

"What a wild and crazy match that was..." Matt Striker says "It had a little something for everyone..."

"Definitely not what we expected, Matt..." Josh Mathews comments. "Although, I believe tonight, Stephanie McMahon may have proven that she is the Best in the World..."

******

"This is not fair... I'm a former World Champion... I'm the best fuck in the WWE... I should be allowed in the Rumble!" Christian says, even though he is wearing a walking boot on his left leg. Christian goes around a corner and sees The Rock. "Hey Rocky! Great to see you..." Christian says as he approaches the Superstar turned Movie Star.

The Rock raises an eyebrow as he looks at Christian, "What... did you just call The Rock?"

"Rocky... hey listen... I need a favor... I heard you're in the Rumble tonight... and come on let's face it, you're way out of practice... how about stepping aside and letting me take your place..." Christian says.

The Rock raises his other eyebrow, "Let you take The Rock's place?"

"That's right..." Christian nods his head.

The Rock smiles, causing Christian to smile, "The Rock says this... Christian...The Rock likes you... The Rock even made you the leader of The Rock's People once... but there is no way in the bluest hell on Earth that The Rock is gonna pull out of the Rumble..."

"Aw come on! I think..." Christian starts to say

"It doesn't matter what you think!" The Rock snaps, cutting Christian off. "The Rock says to you, Christian, Know you role, leave the arena, go down the street to Jabroni drive, check into the SmackDown hotel and lay the smacketh down on yourself... if you smell what the Rock is cookin'!"

******

"Well it does appear that Christian is not going to get into the Rumble tonight..." Josh Mathews says.

"Yeah, but can you believe it that The Rock is going to compete tonight? I know many WWE Divas are looking forward to going one on one with him..." Matt Striker adds.

"But right now we have to turn our attention to someone who couldn't even fly to be here due to injuries suffered this past Monday on RAW at the hands of Kane... Zack Ryder..." Josh says.

"The Broski from Long Island wanted to be here tonight, but the doctors didn't approve him ready to travel in time, however we have a live feed hooked up with Zack at his Long Island home... and he's with Eve Torres..." Matt Striker says as on the titantron, the feed to the camera in Zack Ryder's home starts, showing Zack, wearing with a back brace and a pair of jeans, and Eve Torres.

"Zack, Eve, good to see you, Zack how are you feeling?" Matt Striker asks.

"Bro... I'm alright, but sore as hell... I've never felt such pain in my life... but you know what bro? I'm gonna heal and get back in a WWE ring as soon as possible... I'm gonna fist-punch Jack Swagger's face... get my United States title back... and show Kane how we really do it in the L.I.!... " Zack says before frowning, "Still... I am disappointed that I couldn't be there to compete tonight... I knew this was gonna be my year... but I'll be there next year! Woo Woo Woo... you know it bro!"

"Glad to hear it... Eve, you've pulled out of the Rumble and are clearly helping Zack recover... however on Monday night you blamed what happened to Zack on John Cena..."

Eve Torres clears her throat and nods her head right "That's right, Matt...I did blame what happened on John Cena to Zack..." Eve responds, dressed in a pair of nicely tight fitting jeans and a red top that shows off her cleavage. "It's the actions of John that led to Zack getting hurt..."