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lestappen chussy smut with touch tank by quinnie <3
Caro have I ever asked your hand in marriage? 🥺❤️ FINALLY HERE WITH THE CHUSSY!!! it's been 84 years but I managed to write some chussy action😭 Hope you like this, even if it's long af😭💖 The song choice was amazing and I hope I did it justice!!!!!!!💖💖💖
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“Where has Charles gone? This is supposed to be her championship pool party!” George complains, holding his Martini glass tightly in his hands.
Lando rolls his eyes.
“It's her championship party, if she wants to sneak out with someone, it's her right to do so…” Oscar argues.
“That's why we can't see Max!” Carlos snickers, making the others laugh.
“Max? Did she invite Max, of all people? I thought they were mates on track only!” George asks, confused.
“Have you been living under a rock, George?” Oscar asks with a small smile.
“I beg your pardon?” George asks after taking a sip of his drink. Alex, on his side, has to keep a loud laugh from escaping his mouth.
“Mate, they've been dating for the past season, what is wrong with you?” Lando asks, disgusted that he finished his concoction of rum and Capri sun.
“Actually, they're together now, since the competition between them got tighter,” Carlos explains, proudly showcasing his knowledge.
“Since the Tuesday of Brazil, I think, Max asked her before the Sprint,” Oscar points out.
“How the fuck do you know this?” George keeps on asking.
“We have eyes, George…” Alex laughs.
Max and Charles are not far away from the party going on in the garden and adjacent beach of the Dubai villa Charles rented. They're on the roof of the building, where the sunspots are, giggling and sneaking away to have five minutes where they don't have to shake hands, accept congratulations for the championship! and sorry for the championship! or withstand some teasing. Five minutes where they can be freaks in love.
The 2025 season was one for the books, with Charles becoming the first-ever woman to win a Formula 1 world championship and Ferrari winning the title again after 18 years. Italy turned completely red, with people and celebrations filling the streets during the day and fireworks illuminating the night. The dream came true for Charles. Win with Ferrari. Against Max. Her boyfriend. She ticked off every point from her list, except having a moment for herself.
The party on Sunday was crazy and the sex with Max in the bathroom of the club was crazier.
Monday felt like a fever dream littered with soft kisses, with realisation slowly sinking in, as all the journalists left in the Emirates asked her all types of questions. The president of the Italian Republic and the Prince of Monaco also asked her for official events where she could be honoured as a champion by the local institutions.
Tuesday was calmer, in a way. Charles wanted another celebration, with just her friends, so she rented a villa in the morning for the afternoon. Her wish was everybody's command. She's a Ferrari world champion. But the party felt stuffy after a while, and Charles, in her bright red bikini, wanted nothing more than to feel Max's cold lips on her skin, looking at his messy hair and sunburned face, so they disappeared on the rooftop of the villa, where a few sunbeds were waiting for them.
Max doesn't bother closing the door to the rooftop, he's too preoccupied kissing Charles, with her legs wrapped around his waist, and trying not to fall as she keeps rubbing herself on his dick.
Max gently lowers her on the soft towel covering the sunbed and kneels between her legs. Charles Leclerc is a sight to behold, splayed out underneath him, her short and curly hair creating a delicious brown halo around her head. She thinks about all the religious imagery created with her face. If she's the Virgin Mary, then he shall be God. Maybe she shouldn't think about him putting a baby in her. Maybe later.
“No reward for the champion?” She asks, with a sly grin on her lips. The red lipstick she wore has moved all over her lips and on Max's.
Max laughs and rolls his eyes. They can hear laughter coming from two floors down, where the party is still going on. Max blushes a little.
“What? Are you afraid they will find out how good you can eat me out?” Charles asks, slowly undoing the strings of her bikini bottoms on her hips, baring her pussy to him. Shameless. Max loves her too much.
She knows he's salivating at the sight in front of him. He's thirsty, no matter how many times he quenches his thirst at such a source.
She watches him kneel on the ground and pulls her closer to him from her knees. Max feels such a deep hunger inside of him.
Charles moans in anticipation and Max licks a fat stripe over her cunt, making her laugh. The Max show is about to begin.
He leaves kisses all over her pussy, keeping eye contact with Charles. When she throws her head back Max sucks her clit lightly, enjoying how she writhes under him. He starts licking at her folds, savouring and claiming, sucking, as his hands keep her thighs spread. Charles moans and Max laughs, reverberating on her pussy. She fists his short hair, pushing his face closer to her core.
Max moves one hand to her labia, toying with the wetness he finds there as he goes back to her clit, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. Charles is always so sensitive, so easy for him to take apart. He gently bites her folds and enjoys when she clenches over nothing. He teases her again with kitten licks at her entrance and when she tugs his hair meanly he grins and starts fucking her with his tongue.
Charles moans and the thought of all the people downstairs comes blaring in her brain, making her impossibly wetter. Max, slurping and sucking, is the only one who doesn't make her feel like a maniac. He gets it.
He coats his middle finger in her arousal and starts teasing Charles’ entrance, looking up at her, covered in spit, searching for consent, breaking his rhythm and driving her crazy. She groans and nods and Max slowly replaces his tongue with his finger, moving up to kiss her mons Venus.
As he pumps his finger in and out he places his other hand over her lower belly, claiming the soft skin there. Charles sobs and undoes her bikini bra, playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples and pulling them, moaning louder as Max inserts another finger in her and fucks her.
He looks so good, gentle and devoted, with his baby blue linen shirt open, matching his ice eyes. Charles could come on the spot, thinking just about her lover. So big and safe and brave. She feels like just a girl when she's with him, in the most positive sense. She's just Charles, whether on an F1 track around the world, in an ice cream shop in Italy, or with her tits out in the Emirates afternoon sun. She's not some kind of circus animal with him.
Charles comes, squirting on his face, as he curls his fingers inside her, licking at her cunt and stimulating her clit with his nose.
He licks her clean and she sobs happily. Before it gets to be too much, Max lets her go, sitting next to her. She hugs him from the side and Max holds her with a big and dumb smile, as she inhales his scent, mixed with the salt in the air.
“I love you,” he says, stupidly in love, and she grins, with her forehead against his bicep.
“I love you too,” she says, laughing as Max drags her on his lap, making her sit there gently, lending her back to the sun.
“Oh God, Oscar, mate, you were right! They were fucking on the roof!” George shrieks in the garden, making her and Max laugh.
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OG yacht girl
yacht girl vibe
-be the yacht princess traveling through cannes
-get invited by the wealthiest of the elite onto yachts with your friends and earn money
-meet eligible bachelors easily
-be a polarizing magnet for billionaires
-sip strawberry champagne out on the deck
-lounge around 150 million dollar yachts while eating exotic tropical fruits
-have an endless yacht crew jumping to make sure you’re comfortable and not lifting a finger
-always travel to exotic, tropical, travel destinations like the almalfi coast , santorini, sardinia, ibiza, miami, jamaica, rio de janeiro, bali, fiji, thailand, monaco, bora bora, dubai, portofino, hawaii (be mindful to the locals please), aruba, puerto rico, cancun & turks and caicos on somebody else’s expense.
-easily pick up foreign languages abroad and perfectly speak it to the locals
-lounge around the yacht in nothing but a tiny bikini and heels just cause
-always have safe trips. never do anything you don’t want to and have safe travels onboard.
-everything goes your way. if you’re not happy your billionaire friend will do everything in his power to see a smile on your face. but why would you not be happy being young, hot spoiled & rich on a attractive billionaire’s yacht???
-watching you relax on your billionaire friend’s yacht is their personal favorite. however watching you run around the beach sipping an aperol spritz with your peachy cheeks covered in sand is a close second.
-find a healthy mix between eating the mediterranean diet, shellfish, acqua panna, exotic fruits & eating bonilla a la vista patatas fritas, piña coladas and smoking cuban cigars
-have a luxurious romantic dinner every night on the water level extended deck with dimly lit candles just because
-besides your shopping sprees be sure to expect new lingerie, bikinis, investment bags, peonies & macarons to be gifted to you daily while your billionaire friend is out and about just thinking about you.
-have the same larger than life 2000’s party girl vibe as paris hilton
-you choose to go with both attractive and ultra wealthy billionaires because you’re the hottest of the hottest so you can have both
-stay in a top of the line yacht with all the appliances most can only dream of
-the yacht girl lifestyle is never scary you’re never put in danger and can leave whenever you want
-despite how great yachting sounds its just another typical day for you your life is normally so luxurious and fun
-you are easily the sexiest most expensive export out of your country ever summer
-make more in one night of yachting than a small countries GDP
-despite your well travelled expensive summer experience you also make sure to maintain your summer reading and investment’s
-locals are nothing but kind to the foreign pretty girl they see on the beach
-be the evening gem of the yacht club meet
-never girl rot you’re doing hot rich bitch shit everyday
-when you’re yachting life is reminiscent of 2010 frank ocean “super rich kids” vibes of pure luxury and blatant displays of wealth
-be endlessly energetic, flirty and playful
-you make people feel insatiable for your presence
-one sniff of your scent is like a lethal drug
-when you’re not on the yacht or on land you’re traveling by private plane to your next destination
-you’re gifted with the unique ability to find at least one naturally occurring pearl every time you eat oysters
-your voice is downright erotic and gets men to do whatever you want
miranda kerr dating history
-only date billionaires
-have your eye out for the perfect billionaire
-know how to play the game for your perfect billionaire mate
-you just might end up with the CEO of your favorite social media company if you keep up the yachting
-unlike miranda you would never have a baby with a lame
-don’t yacht just for fun and money, yacht because you’re looking for your future husband to make you and your future children live a life of leisure
miranda kerr beauty
-have gorgeous dimples (or dimple lol i only have one) that make rich men weak in the knees
-have doll like apple cheeks that make you look youthful
-look naive and impressionable despite your omnipresent sex appeal
-always have a full voluminous victorias’s secret bombshell blowout
-have a face that could easily make you the highest paid model… or yacht girl
-exude unmatched sex appeal
-have skin so hydrated and dewy from sipping straight from your coconuts
-have a perfect balance between downright wanton sex appeal and neoteny to easily manipulate just about anyone
general sprinkle sprinkle
-you’ve never dated a brookie
-even a brookie would sell his soul to see you on a yacht sunbathing in the south of France
-you don’t have to perform sexual favors (unless desired) on yacht’s, you’re simply invited to a tropical luxurious summer getaway
-be gifted a cartier 18K yellow gold 7 charm ankle bracelet so your favorite billionaire can stake his claim
-other billionaires are crawling to your feet with gifts to invite you to their yacht
-other yacht billionaires get so territorial when they see you dancing on the deck table across the bay
-give the billionaire you choose to yacht with even more status amongst the elite as you’re the most expensive yacht girl
-be paid billions just to enjoy yourself
-not even “queen of yacht girls” miranda kerr could make as much as you do yachting for a night
-you don’t pay for a damn thing. in fact the only thing in your delvaux bag is sun screen and hot sauce
-your billionaire friend can’t focus when he leaves to do business deals knowing you’re lounging in the tiniest tropic of c bikini
-your billionaire is waiting at your beck and call to feed you grapes from the vine while you read just to be near you
-sure you could hang out with the old wrinkled billionaires but the hot & sexy young ones want and pay even more for you
-have the face and body people immediately think of when they hear “billionaire wife”
-be the main source of envy from other yacht girls or girls fucking for free to hop on a low tier yacht
-master social dining etiquette (your fork will always give you away)
-your private flight or emirates first class suite ticket there? paid for. your summer wardrobe? paid for. your living expenses? paid for. your shopping sprees? paid for. none of which are paid for by you. you’re just expected to bring your pretty self to be a muse of sorts.
-have 100 million dollar yachts gifted to you for existing
-after you step foot onto the yacht your billionaire friend calls someone up to change the current printed name to yours (naomi lapaglia inspo)
-you yourself are a status symbol there’s no question a man is rich if you’re on his arm
-have a figurehead on the prow designed after you (lauren sanchez inspo)
-rich men literally spit out their 1945 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Grand Cru when they see you
-be the best seductress there ever was
-no one has more game or knows the game quite as well as you do
-billionaire men don’t mind if you’re manipulating them for your own gain they just want to be near you
-other yacht girls wouldn’t dare to approach your billionaire friend
-wealthy men are more than happy to give you all of their money just for being beautiful
-wealthy men literally feel haunted by your presence it evokes some sort of regency era longing. something for the books
-you are the ultimate prize
-men don’t care about your past as long as you’re not with someone else
-attract a chadlite billionaire that melts in your arms like frei malthus in hilda hurricane
-be gifted diamonds for every innocent kiss you give on the cheek
-unlike miranda kerr you don’t even have to make billionaire’s think you like them they just want the opportunity to be in your presence
-“a pearl necklace for your thoughts?”
summer beauty affirmations
-sex appeal seeps out of your pores you are the epitome of “walking sex”
-people on land watch you walk by as captivated as everyone in town was watching malena walk past
-have a summer essence like pamela anderson running across the beach in baywatch
-have sultry tan lines that give a forbidden fruit vibe when seen
-tan is as deep and as perfect as brooke shields in the blue lagoon
-manifest all of your desired swimwear
-have a rosy gold undertone to your skin that makes you look youthful and healthy
-have the most adorable naturally rosy cheeks
-have endless amounts of hermes oran sandals in every color
-be so stunning and alluring sirens wonder if you’re one of them
-look so exotic but no one can ever pinpoint from where
-look so erotic with fruit juice running down your chest and staining your luscious red lips
-look like you just walked out of a 2000’s summer edition of vogue
-be the beach beauty in passing no one ever forgets
-radiate even more sex appeal than an angel doing a victoria’s secret swimwear photoshoot
-have the ultimate bedroom eyes. one look from you with those pretty eyes is like a siren singing the sailors to their death
-(if desired for a lighter eye color green or blue) your eyes match the color of the sea’s you grace
-your defined cheekbones could cut a bitch but your dimple faced smile melts the iciest hearts
-thick & fluffy brooke shields/ taylor hill esque eyebrows
-look like you have naturally khol lined eyes
-you are forever in your peak. you’re gonna be sexy forever
-you embody the same endless beauty and femininity as ocean waves
-always be seen with an exotic flower in your long flowing locks on the beach
-have perfect pouty sensual red lips like rosie huntington whitley
-get asked what lip tint you’re wearing (you’re not wearing one…)
-manifest a luxury collection of sunglasses
-radiate the same beauty as christy turlington in “postcard from portofino” , vogue 1992
-anything you deem to be a personal imperfection is ceasing to exist
-when people see you they don’t understand how one person can be so sexy, exotic and unbelievably beautiful
-you’re beauty reminds people of a foreign sunset over the sea with rosy pink & orange hues
-have vanta black lashes that are super long and flutter soft and slow like a butterfly’s wings
-skin is naturally clear and rejuvenated look as if you’ve had a biologique recherche facial everyday (or maybe you have…)
-the salty ocean water washes away any skin impurities you have like a hydrafacial
-your glass skin & natural skin sparkles make your skin reminiscent of a porcelain doll’s
-manifest daily spa treatments, have your billionaire friend call the top specialist to the yacht for daily lymphatic drainage & skin treatments
-radiate the same energy as 2000’s euro summer clubbing songs
-your body is always well moisturized from even layers of sunscreen & body oil
-be out of this world gorgeous
-attract seashells, shell charms & jewelry
-maintain a thick fluffy 80’s voluminous blowout
-when people see you they think you’re a victoria’s secret model doing a photoshoot on the beach
-you’re devastatingly gorgeous
-you have a one in 8 billion sort of beauty
-you could easily be Miss Universe from beauty alone
-your pores are nonexistent
-there’s so many colors in your eyes from green, grey to blue with little specs of gold
-have a beauty that looks like you’re aware of ancient beauty secrets
-you become even more stunning with every second that passes
-the sun gives your hair a natural balayage
-hair is shiny like you used the oribe gold lust nourishing oil
-hair so shiny you’re fighting keratin treatment allegations
-your sexy aura reminds people of the song “candy shop” by fifty cent
-have an incredibly ultra feminine sexually dimorphic face
-your face is forever imprinted into men’s minds just from one glance
body affirmations
-have firm supple skin
-your skin is soft like butter cream
-your skin feels like silk
-easily obtain the best tan of your life
-be immune to sun burn
-tan like an early 2000’s Brazilian bombshell
-get a brazilian tan line spray tan
-have natural sparkles on your skin
-all body hair you don’t remove turns blonde and glimmers in the sun (ie: arms, happy trail)
-you’re naturally as hairless as a sphynx cat in your bikini area, underarms & legs
-your skin is immune to sun damage so you can sunbathe all day
-effortlessly maintain a summer body year round from 98-115 pounds year round (whatever you prefer)
-your body looks so healthy and filled out in all the right places
-always maintain a fresh russian mani pedi
manifest your desired summer body products
•sol de janeiro body oil
•vacation inc whipped spf 30
•body shimmer
•la roche posay thermal spray mist
•biologique recherche protection U.V. corps spf 50 sunscreen
-have long toned legs and a flat stomach
-have full round close set perky tear drop shaped boobs that look like they’re barely restrained by your bikini top (desired cup size)
-have a tall thin body
-workout on the extended deck of the yacht. not because you need to but because you want to. it helps that you’re flaunting that lithe sexy body to other billionaires along the way.
-all body imperfections (less than ideal proportions, discoloration, scars, loose skin, acne & scretch marks) are ceasing to exist
-even though you have your summer body all year round with no help needed, you know to maintain your upmost health through diet and exercise for the victorias secret fashion show in the fall
-your plump perky ass looks so enticing in your bikini bottoms
-your 0.7 WHR is mesmerizing but your plump heart shaped ass takes the cake
-your long supermodel legs are like rich men’s kryptonite
-hear “those legs” from drooling men daily
-your legs could easily stop a MAC truck
-tan easily and surprisingly fast
-tan like its UV 11 everyday
-be between 5’7-6’2
-have a thin hourglass body like candice swanepoel
-be fully immune to body odor
-have a natural yasmeen ghauri cat walk
-full hips that move as fluidly as shakira’s
-long swan neck that is immune to neck lines
-90° shoulders
-thin ballerina arms
-pretty size 6 arched feet
-divorced thighs
-small narrow rib cage
-20 inch waist
-all of your body fat is in your perky booty
-your body naturally emits the smell of acqua di parma blu mediterraneo by acqua di parma
-“it should be a crime how microscopic your bikini is”
-wealthy billionaires almost wish you put more clothes on for the sole sake of their own sanity
FAME
-have your desired level of fame for your desired career choice
-be the best dressed at cannes film festival red carpet
-you make so much money from your main job (modeling,acting etc) you only yacht for its eligible bachelors… the extra money is tempting too
-your hair naturally grows about 2 inches everyday just to give lara lieto on the cannes film festival red carpet
-meet your desired celebrities partying on yachts after the cannes film festival
-find out who other celebrity yacht girls are
-have the best paparazzi yachting pics
NSFW YACHTING
(like i said you don’t have to do sexual favors this part is if you feel sexually interested in your billionaire friend if not- you can subconsciously block all of these if you desire to not claim them if so it will not apply to you. if you chose to claim them there is extra protection bennies stay safe ily. again if you don’t want these bennies they simply won’t apply to you)
-have a healthy vagina
-have an optimal vaginal flora
-your PH never gets thrown off
-have optimal vaginal wetness from sipping on coconuts all day
-coochie is wet like you take your okra supplements
-get paid a couple mil more for the occasional “accidental” nip slip
-spending money on you literally makes men horny its like edging all day long
-trips to the dressing room “do you wanna see these clothes on me?” you can look but don’t you touch
-coochie smells & taste like sweet melons
-desired handsome billionaire has desired thoughts about your body
-get paid 20 mil more for allowing your billionaire friend to watch you enjoy your bubble bath with chocolate covered strawberries & Prosecco
-“when i’m with you all i get is wild thoughts”
-on the very rare chance that you do decide to sleep with your billionaire friend they make sure you’re left with a night you’ll never forget
-do your lovemaking on the deck overlooking the ocean under the night sky
-sacral chakra is properly functioning
-BE FULLY IMMUNE TO BEING 🍇D
-BE FULLY IMMUNE TO ATTRACTING PREDATORS
-BE FULLY IMMUNE TO ATTRACTING FAMILY
-RELEASE ANY AND ALL SEXUAL TRAUMA
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