STORY PREVIEW: Backstage Sex? Holy Shida! w/h AEW's Hikaru Shida

Here's a taster of my latest erotic fanfic, featuring Japanese beauty and AEW wrestler Hikaru Shida taking on some big black cock in some backstage fun. The full version of this story is available now for my $10+ Supporters! Thanks for reading!

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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own any of the wrestlers, trademarks, etc referenced in this story. All characters are 18 years or older in this story.
 
 Starring: Hikaru Shida (AEW)
 
Backstage Sex? Holy Shida!
 
 An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.
 
 by DaxG2001 ([email protected])

A Commissioned Story for [Anonymous].
 
 Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter.
 
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This story is set in the same universe as fics like Fired Idol, Better Queen and Itoh Respect-Gun Rides Again. Prior reading of those stories are recommended, but not required.

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Tokyo, Japan. March, 2022.

“Finally, I fucking ditched that damn Intern.” Malcolm Laurence remarked to himself as he walked down the corridor of the arena that was still hosting the Grand Princess 2022 wrestling super card for the Tokyo Joshi Pro Wresting promotion. “Good luck to that kid if those gals leave anything left of him to identify him by.” He added. Referring to how he’d ditched his unwanted company assistant Jason with two TJPW starlets, and also fuck buddies of his, in Maki Itoh and Mizuki in Jason’s ‘care’ to get him away from Laurence for the evening. He’d deal with the aftermath of that – both in rewarding the ladies somehow with future private meetings and with Jason himself – some other time.

For now, the mature, handsome, African American was heading towards one specific private locker room now that he was free to carry out his intended plan for the night. And his intended target wasn’t actually even a current member of the TJPW roster. In fact, it was the major guest star of the All Elite Wrestling contracted wrestler who had appeared on the show. Hikaru Shida. Now admittedly, Laurence still doesn’t really follow the industry of Joshi or keeps majorly up to date with it. However, the opportunity to get a piece of an internationally known beauty and someone far more famous than even the usual women’s been with? It was too good to pass up. And he might even score a new business opportunity or two from it. Besides the obvious personal satisfaction of scoring a major mark on his ever growing bedpost in the process.

Reaching the marked door, Malcolm checked over his professional suit and adjusted his tie before knocking on the door. Stepping back as he waited. And after a few moments, the door opened as Hikaru Shida herself looked out. The Japanese beauty with short, dark hair with red dye at the front being clad in the ring attire she’d worn earlier on in the evening for her match. Tight and tiny white shorts with a pink belt, fitting nicely against her rounded backside, with a sleeveless top of red and white with black ‘bra’ underneath to cover her perky chest. Her hands with short black gloves and red fishnet-like gauntlets to below the elbow. With red boots and down on on her legs, and a nicely thick amount of red lipstick on across her soft lips. On one of her cheeks and around the eye, she had on ‘war paint’ of black writing and red petal designs, only slightly smudged by the match she’d had earlier. Leaving her with a light shine of sweat. However, the look over she game him didn’t seem to be too impressed as she arched an eyebrow as if to say ‘What do you want?’ and not in a friendly way either.

“Ah, Shida-Chan. Excuse me for bothering you after your match.” Malcolm said, flattering her while he spoke in the native language of this, her home land that they were both in. “I wondered if I could have a moment of your time.”

“I didn’t agree to any meet and greets.” Hikaru scoffed, showing a bit of an arrogant side as she opened the door a little wider and looked him over. “But you’re not from around here, even if you speak my language.” She noted as if she was annoyed by being interrupted, but at least slightly interested by this sudden appearance.

“Ah, I can understand that. You are certainly by far the most famous person here at this event. So I can appreciate that you wouldn’t want to be bothered.” He said, pandering to her by telling her what he thought she wanted to hear.

“And yet you’re here bothering me.” She huffed, narrowing her eyes. “But yes, I am the big star here. If anything, I’m lending my talents to this place so it’s about time I got appreciated for it. 

“Well then, perhaps if you can give me a moment of your time? I can really show you how I think a star like you should be appreciated?” He boldly said, keeping his poker face of a smile on.

“You? Some random American?” She almost laughed at the idea before she sighed. “Fine. It’s not like I’ve got anything else to do for a while.” Hikaru relented as she stepped back, letting him come in. “But you’d better make it worth my while! I’m having enough problems with my Bosses back in American, telling me about some tournament that I should come back over to be in.”

“Oh, I promise you… It’s going to be plenty of fun for us both…” Malcolm stated as he closed the door behind him.

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A few minutes later, and some more sweet talking along the way, Hikaru Shida was sitting down on the edge of a chair in her private locker room. Looking down with clenched teeth and a look of being mostly pissed off, but a little intrigued as she allowed his man she’s only met today to slide down her legs. Exposing her tight looking Japanese pussy as he put her bottoms to the side and spread her smooth legs, still clad in her wrestling boots, to the side. “Like I said, Shida-Chan, I promised to make this worth your while. And I’m quite the man of my word.” He claimed as he knelt down between her limbs. Not letting on that she’s far from the first beauty he’s charmed his way into getting a taste of.

“We shall see about that…” Shida said, staring down but not making any move to close her legs as the foreign man leaned down. But her eyes betraying her as they went from narrowed with arrogance to wider with pleasant surprise when he slowly ran his tongue up her tight Asian slit. A tensing of her body as her hand gripped the arm rests as his tongue began to run up and down on her sex. The first low moans already escaping out of her as he showed off his mouth was more than just for feeding lines or sweet talk. “Mmmmm… I can this mouth of yours is better suited for this… Mmmm… Than just talking and talking…” She teased as she groaned. Brushing her hair back a bit as she kept herself placed on the edge of the chair. A firm hold onto it, like she was keeping her hips from bucking as she didn’t want to just admit already that she was impressed with this oral display.

Malcolm just smiled into her pussy, keeping it dragging along her for a few more slides vertically before he explored more around her folds. Feeling the wetness forming as he warmed up the AEW wrestler with some hungry tongue work. His hands on those nicely thick and smooth thighs, slightly rubbing along them as he kept her limbs spread. Allowing his face to be right up into her crotch as he worked his tongue around her pussy. Seeking out the sensitive spots and keeping her arousal building as he made her let out more moans. His own lips getting a nice glaze from her juices from the close contact and the repeated licking as he circled around the outside of her twat with slow and steady, but far from teasing, motion that’s been well practised on wrestling beauties like her in the past.

“MMMM… I can feel that you’ve got… MMMM… Some skill to you, at least…” Shida claimed, sounding like even between her moans she was trying to downplay his oral talents. Her body though once again betraying her as her hips were starting to grind forward, working her folds against his lapping mouth and trying to get his tongue deeper into her. One of her gloved hands moving to the top of his head for a hold of approval showing how much she was enjoying being pleasured however as her eyes stayed locked down at him. “Ahhhhh… Come on then! MMMM… I can feel you’re holding back… Get that tongue into me and show me what you can… MMMMM!!” Making her wait and have to ask for it was all part of his plans to get some action with her. But cutting off that demand mid-sentence as he did as requested. Sliding his tongue into her snatch properly and starting his exploration into that wet cave. A squeeze of her thighs for good measure as he groaned himself into her, more than enjoying the taste of some hot pussy.

Darting his tongue in and out, Malcolm kept his mouth close in so that her juices were starting to drip down his chin as he pleasured her. Sipping down her fluids and enjoying the delicious taste of the already experienced Joshi. With her crotch grinding into his handsome features, it made his job a little easier to probe in deep and show the talented and beautiful wrestler the perks of letting a man from another land have his wicked way with her. Especially as he looked up and saw her staring down, a conflicted look on her face as she clearly tried to stay pissed off at him but the enjoyment of getting eaten out was obvious to see. Little wonder he himself was smirking into her slick twat as he pushed his tongue into her snatch as far as he could hit before sliding right out to repeat the action.