#SHOEY

[wendythejiangshi]

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Wednesday February 22.

Harry Styles Drinking From A Shoe.

Stop the press. Roll up, roll up. Gather round, one and all. If you're into #harry styles, shoes, inexplicable Australian traditions, and drinking, then have we got a treat for you this Wednesday. The nation-state is a flawed but proud concept, and the land masses into which we are randomly birthed can become a source of immense pride and identity. This manifests itself in a number of ways, from language, to dress, to cuisine, to cultural traditions. And such is the majesty and madness of our fleshy species that one nation in particular, Australia, devised "The shoey" in which participants drink from their own shoe. Quite the calling requires quite the man to execute such a moment.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man: Mr. Harry Styles.

If you too can't get enough of #harry styles, or shoeys, you can catch all the latest gifs, pix, and sexy, shoey goodness right here as he brings Love on Tour across Australia and beyond. 

[princedevitt]

[herohimbowhore]

Daniel Ricciardo really had grown men drinking out of sweaty race shoes

like not just drivers, but also Gerard Butler and Patrick Stewart

not Valtteri though. he's not drinking out of daniel's shoe

[zaynontour]

do we think louis did a shoey too? 🤣

[thedirtygridd]

THE “SHOEY” LED TO EVEN DIRTIER THINGS AFTER HIS RACE WIN…WITH DANIEL RICCIARDO AND YOURSELF

For all those who wanted me to post more about Danny Ric.

WARNINGS - 18+ strong sexual content

Summary: Your boyfriend of 6 months, Daniel Ricciardo, wins the race, and he lets you try one of his world famous shoeys as part of his winning ritual. This then turns into one of the dirtiest and best moment you have ever experienced with him.

Daniel Ricciardo is the winner of the Italian Grand Prix! Finally, he had done it. You stood below the podium watching him spray champagne all over his competitors, as he was covered in it himself. Now that Danny had won, you knew what that meant for you later…

You had been going out with him for 6 months now, and already your relationship was incredible. You travelled the world with him, celebrating when he did well, and when he did badly…well you had to make sure you cheered him up again, and that was mainly done in the bedroom.

Your sex life with Daniel was amazing, best you had experienced with any guy you had dated before. He was very superstitious, like a lot of racers, and so had his traditions when it came down to making love on formula one weekends.

You knew he’d go wild later, you had never experienced him win before…but you knew what he was like. A wild animal. You bit your lip in excitement at the thought, as you watched his sweaty face get covered in sweet champagne.

The podium celebrations finished and you went to wait in his private room at the back of the garage. You couldn’t wait to see him.

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, The door finally opened and in came Ricciardo. He closed the door behind him, still with the trophy and almost empty champagne bottle in hand.

“Look who finally won a race” you joked

“Fucking finally, that was absolutely fucking crazy…” he responded in his thick Australian accent

He placed the trophy and bottle down and lifted you up by the legs as he brought you closer. He still had his racing suit on at this point, it was so sticky. He was quick to kiss you, his hands placed on your thighs as he suspended you in the air as he grabbed hold of you in excitement. His hands felt warm and wet, still covered in champagne you presumed. He continued to give you pecks on the lips while saying “I’ve missed this…formula one race winner. How does it feel to be going out with the most popular person in the world right now?” He said cheekily. He was always cheeky with his comments and you loved that about him. His smile was so contagious.

“I know…you’re the one!” You added while sliding your hands through his hair to behind his neck. You were surprised at how wet and slimy he was. “You’re so sweaty too…” you added

“Fuck yeah, I’m an athlete. The most popular athlete in the world right now like I said haha, and to be that good…you need to sweat”

“Well it’s a good job I like my athletes sweat then isn’t it?” You added flirtatiously. As you said this you noticed his wide smile, as you slid your hands through the slime on the back of his thick neck and brought your finger over to your mouth. You maintained eye contact with him as you slowly inserted your wet finger into your own mouth. You sucked on it slowly. “Mhm, and my sweaty athlete tastes good too. I wonder if that’s because you’re so good at your job huh?”

Danny smiled again as you took the finger out your mouth and slid it into his. “What do you think?”

You felt pressure on your finger as he sucked on it, and you felt his tongue twitch at the same time. “You have a fucking tasty guy. That’s all I can say”

You both giggled. He then came even closer and started to kiss you again, this time more intimately, before placing you gently down on the small bed in the corner of the room.

The room was only tiny, and had a few of his helmets and racing boots in there. He moved over to the door and flicked the lock.

“Just us now. The whole Media is out there wondering when they can interview me, and I’m locked in some random room” he joked

“You look fucking sexy by the way, I kept thinking about you during the race. This dress…it’s one of my favourites, and you know I’m a sucker for girls who wear tights”

You knew he loved you wearing tights on your legs, they turned him on a lot.

“All for you. I knew you’d win, so needed to look good for you.”

“So kind” he added, while pulling his race suit off. As he got out of the suit, your eyes were completely fixed on him while he exposed more and more skin…you couldn’t help but stare.

He lowered the whole suit off himself, gently opening the trouser legs as he passed them over his racing boots, which he still had on.

You sat staring at his incredible body, no matter how many times you saw him topless (and it was a lot…you two were very sexually active, you’d fuck multiple times every week…) the view never, ever got old.

He stood in front of you, his chest exposed , his abs glistening in the light, his biceps all pumped up with his veins, and his tattoos all caught your eye at the same time. It was hard to take the whole sight of him in at once.

“What a man. What an athlete” you said jokingly while admiring him

He laughed while childishly posing while tending his biceps up and giving them a quick lick. “You’re a lucky girl, I even turn myself on…” he joked at again. He was a joker, and you loved it! He was always so cheeky, every moment he got.

It also made you laugh how he was standing there, with only boxer shorts on, and his racing boots still… “Danny…what’re you doing with your boots still on! Get em off!”

“Oh this is part of the ritual…you’ve never been with me after a race win now have you?” He smirked while slowly undoing his shoes. “This is the fun part. No cameras, nobody to comment on it. Just for us to enjoy”

As he slid his large feet out of his McLaren racing shoes, he moved the shoe up to his nose and gave it a quick sniff. He quickly pulled away while laughing “yeah these will do nicely”

He sat down next to you, and poured some champagne into his sweaty shoe

“Haha I know where this is going now…” you laughed

“Hmmm do you now?” He flirted while he poured your very own personal shoey.

It was a staple of Ricciardo. His world famous shoey, and as disgusting as it may sound, you had always wanted to say you have tried one, and this was turning into the day you finally would!

“You wanna know a secret?” He asked while lowering his voice slightly, as he poured some champagne into the shoe.

“Lando once tried my shoey on the podium…and after the race I noticed his girlfriend full on licking his face, literally a few minutes after he had drank from my shoe…he later came back to me and asked if he could take my shoes back to the hotel with him. His girlfriend at the time apparently had a big crush on me, which lando knew about. And so to surprise her, as they got intimate in their hotel room… he brought out my sweaty shoes …haha” he couldn’t help but start laughing as he said it, before he composed himself and continued. “And then they poured champagne out of my sweat stained shoe over each other as they you know…as they fucked” he quickly added “fastest orgasm she’s ever had apparently….but that’s a story for another time”

“Seriously??” You laughed as you couldn’t believe it! Part of you wished it was you in that situation. It sounded so dirty.

“Haha nah the last bits made up, but he did pour champagne over her using my shoes yes. And apparently she enjoyed it, and I can see why. It tastes good…and now your gonna find out yourself”

He had the shoe in one hand as he stood over you, he bent down while cupping your chin with his other fingers and gave you a wet kiss. Lots of tongue now, you knew he was getting excited…he slowly bit down on your lip as he pulled away from your face. As he let go, your lip pinged back into place making a “flop” noise.

He didn’t hesitate “get on your knees” he said bluntly.

And so you did. You went down onto your knees and slowly lifted your head up to look up at him towering above you with his shoe in one hand.

He then started to tip his shoe, and the sweat soaked champagne started to flow down onto you. It covered you. It somehow felt slimier than normal champagne, maybe because of all the sweat…

“Oh fuck Danny…” you said while smothering your hands over yourself, while the champagne and sweat soaked into your tight dress, onto your skin, and onto your tights on your legs.

The waterfall shortly stopped, as Danny had to refill, but this time he didn’t fill it as much and he crouched down next to you. You noticed his thigh muscles ripping through his skin as he did it. So muscly. So hot.

This time he grabbed the back of your head and moved the boot to your mouth, before letting you take big gulps from it. He tipped the boot so much that it eventually got too difficult to keep drinking, and a lot of it splashed out onto your face. You noticed how much the boots smelled of his sweaty feet, and then you noticed how sweet the champagne was. He wasn’t wrong, it did actually taste good…

“Fucking hell Danny , I can’t go anywhere looking like this now… I’m soaked!!”

You jokingly slapped his arm, as if to tell him off.

“We haven’t even started yet, baby”

As he said this, he threw his boot to the side and immediately lowered his boxer shorts. This exposed his rock hard, vein covered cock. You didn’t get to admire the view of it for long though, because he immediately shoved it inside your mouth. He thrust it to the back of your throat, you immediately gagged on it. Saliva now dripped out of your mouth as he thrust in and out. Sometimes he would stop and hold you on his cock as he pushed it as far as it would go. You felt tears run down your eyes as he did it. Not u happy tears though…you loved him when he was like this.

He pulled out for a moment, while he looked to the side to find something.

“Fuck Danny….” You said while catching your breath and wiping some spit from the side of you mouth - “ I wish you could win more often…haha”

At this point he turned back, with his sweaty boot in his right hand and his hard cock in his left. He pushed his cock inside his boot, where his foot would normally go, and he seemed to rub it round in there. He then pulled it out and stood over you again. He slapped his hard cock on your face a few times, you noticed the scent of his feet and his cock as he did this. He was a dirty boy…

He then made you suck on him again, enjoying the taste of his cock and his champagne soaked feet, where he had just rubbed his cock. You knew what he was like, he was always fascinated by sweat, and by sweaty things. It was just his thing.

Next he leant down over you, his hands moved down and pulled your dress over your hips, easily exposing your ass. He then held your wet legs in the air as he ripped a whole where your ass and pussy were. He didn’t even wait a second before sticking his face down there.

He licked all over you. You felt his tongue glide over your wet lips, and then you felt it glide over your ass. He spat on you down there as he did it. Savouring the taste of both of your holes as he went. He was an animal.

Next, he pushed his juicy length inside you. He pushed it in as far as it would go before fucking you harder than he had ever fucked you before.

You groaned uncontrollably, he started to pant as well. You got at it on the floor, while lying in a puddle of sweaty champagne juice. You both ended up rolling around in it. He collected the juice with his fingers, and then would rub it onto your tits. And you took the chance to do the same. You rubbed it around his hard abs, as they clenched and tensed up while he pounded you like never before.

“F-f-f-f-uck ….dddddany” you could hardly speak as he pounded you. You felt him stretching you out. You had no control over it. You were his. And he was using you like he wanted. You loved it.

At this point, you noticed how steamy the tiny room was getting. The mirror had steamed up, and it was all caused by just you two caught up in the moment.

Daniel then stood up, taking you with him, before pushing you up against the wall and taking you like that instead. He lifted one of your legs up as he thrust his cock inside you. You felt his every inch in you. He felt so hard, and so good.

You had both your hands on his back as he did it, you looked him in the eyes while saying “fuck…I fucking love you. I really really do ah….mhm” the groans took over as he thrust even harder.

“You’re mine. I fucking love you, you’re fucking mine…” he responded before going even harder into you.

You felt like your insides were going to explode at this point. He was so deep and so hard. You felt like snapping.

You felt so turned on at this moment, you wanted more of him. But you didn’t know how you could get more of him. The first thing to pop into your mind was… “grab your shoe…Danny grab your racing shoe”

He leant over to grab his other racing shoe, that didn’t have any champagne in, and placed it in your hand. “W-what do you want it for?” He asked confused.

You knew he loved his girls appreciating his sweat. He just loved it. So you did it for him.

“For this…” you responded.

As you said it, you took his shoe and placed it over your nose as he fucked you. You held it over your nose as you took in deep, long breathes.

“Oh….FUCK” Danny responded. You felt his cock get even harder at this point.

You held the inside of his boot, where his foot normally went, on your face and took in the smell of him. It was so warm, and so sweaty in there. But you wanted every inch of him on you, and that included his feet. You wanted a feeling like you had never experienced before. Something inside you wanted to be the dirtiest you had ever been. And this was your answer. You took in the smell of his sweaty feet. The smell almost enough to make your eyes water, as you felt your insides let go… you squirted all over him as he continued to fuck you. Your juices flowing so fast, your orgasm was so hard that you dropped the shoe and almost collapsed.

At this point, you felt Danny let go himself and he filled you up. You felt him filling you up to the absolute brim. His milk was warm, and you felt every throb of his cock as he emptied himself inside of you.

You both finally stopped. You were both so sweaty, so sticky, and so dirty. You stood and looked each other in the eyes as you both panted uncontrollably. Everything about him was so intense.

The smell of his sweaty shoes still lingered on your nose. The feeling of cum filling you up inside you was still there. You could now completely understand why lando’s girlfriend had fantasied about Danny’s shoeys. They were so good. And you wanted more. You wanted to message her, you wanted to ask her if she wanted to come and join you both for a threesome, to fully enjoy your man together. Everything about him was just too sexy. You just wanted more.

“Danny…do you want a threesome?” You asked.

“Haha what! You don’t have to ask me twice…with who?”

“Lando’s ex. I want to play with your shoeys with her, while you fuck us both.”

“Fuck yeah….message her and invite her to Singapore next week, I can get her a ticket. But first I’m gonna have to win the race…”

You both burst out laughing.

“I’ll message her now” you responded.

You wanted more of this man. Every inch of him was yours, and you wanted to explore even more of him next time.

To be continued…

[beth1814]

Question

[luigifollowonlytheferraris]

A shoey in Australia for his biggest fan Danny Ric 🥰

[shookethdev]

@cero-sleep’s Illusion, @chaoticgouda’s Rowan, and @crazybookcat’s Shoey!

[princedevitt]

[utterly-disappointed]

might be an odd question but did you get any photos/videos of James doing a shoey last night? I wasn't quick enough to take one lol

omg yes i got a really good video of it!

sorry tumblr ruined the quality

[cyberscraps]

REAL SHOEY OCLOCK @crazybookcat

[f1-addict]

[thedirtygridd]

RICCIARDO’S SWEAT… 🔥

WARNINGS- 18+ , strong sexual content, a lot of sweat

(Part of this was requested, hope you enjoy!)

Summary - Your boyfriend, Daniel Ricciardo, has just finished the Singapore Grand Prix, the hardest race of the season. You accidentally stumble into the new formula one drivers’ locker room where you find a few interesting sights…before Daniels’ animalistic sex drive takes over.

The race had just finished. The most intense race of the season, the Singapore Grand Prix. The best was immense. You knew what he’d be like once he got out the car. He would be a sweaty mess…just how you liked him

There was just something about Daniel Ricciardo and sweat. They went hand in hand with each other. You always found sweaty guys to be attractive to the eye, but something about Danny sweating got you horny like nothing else. You didn’t care about what part of his body was sweaty either. It could be literally anywhere. Every inch of him turned you on, and he knew that.

You had been dating only for a few months, after you split up with your previous boyfriend, Lando. You had been dating Lando for a couple of years, but once Daniel joined mclaren, you couldn’t stay away from him and one night in Monaco he ended up flirting with you…

One thing led to another and he ended up fucking you in the back of an SUV car. Ever since that, you lost interest in lando and dumped him for Danny.

Your sex life with him was wild. You did crazy things together. His sex drive was immense, you did things to him (and let him do things to you) that you wouldn’t even dream of with other guys. But he just had that way about him. He was an animal in the bedroom. Just how you liked a guy to be…

His performance in the race wasn’t great, he only just finished in the top 10, so you knew he wouldn’t be in the best of moods, and that fired up a crazy sexual urge inside of him.

Formula one were trying out a new locker room for the drivers at this race, so a few of the drivers headed in there to get undressed and showered after the race. You didn’t realise it at the time, but as you opened the door to enter a room, you found yourself in the drivers’ locker room…

As you entered, the smell of musky, sweaty men hit you. As if you were in a footballers locker room. You were shocked at the sights you saw also. Charles Leclerc was in the corner of the room, his back facing you, completely naked. He was wiping a towel all over his body, collecting up all the sweat he had lost. His towel rubbed up and down his legs, onto his bare ass. You had to look away, you couldn’t be seen checking Charles out when you dated Danny. As you looked to the other side, your eyes found Pierre Gasly as strutted across the room, towel flung over his shoulder, sweat dripping all down his hairy chest, as his large, soft dick drooped as he paced. He gave you a wink as he said “hey…” before carrying on.

You felt so embarrassed. What were you doing in here? All you wanted was to meet your boyfriend after the race and now you were in the middle of this.

As you went to leave, you opened the door and just as you did so, Danny entered. His race suit was around his waist, and he had already taken his fireproofs off. His bare chest was out for everyone to see.

“Oh hey babe…wait what you doing in here?” He smirked as he said it in his cheeky accent

“Errr…Umm…I’m not -“ you couldn’t finish before he said

“Don’t worry, everyone’s leaving now to go to the showers, come sit down next to my locker”

He took your hand and guided you to the bench. Before you sat down he gave you a kiss, your arm embraced him as he did it, placing your hand on his middle back. The feeling of him shocked you.

“You’re so sweaty! Wow” you said excitingly

His back was drenched. As if he had been in a shower. The difference was the liquid felt slimy and gooey, much more interest than water…this was his godly sweat.

As he kissed you, and you felt his back, you instantly became overwhelmed by your hormones. They screamed at you at the sight and feeling of your man. You were ready to go wild. You were already thinking dirty things that never usually crossed your mind - they did with Danny though. And they did right now. But you couldn’t do anything here….could you?

“You know…I’m fucking horny for you” Danny whispered in your ear as he slowly pushes you down to sit on the bench. He lowered his race overalls, and exposed his skin tight fireproofs on his legs. His thighs popped out in the tight material. He looked so good as he stood there topless. His abs glistening in the light of the room, the sweat trickling down the hard muscles of his chest. You also noticed his large bulge as he stood in front of you. Saliva started to build up in your mouth just at the sight of him.

He slowly paced over to the door, and locked it, before walking back over to you

“Nobody’s coming in here until we’re finished, don’t worry” he giggled.

You were filled with anticipation. What was next? Was he going to fuck you?

He bent over to untie his racing shoes. As he did , you noticed his ass show through his tight pants, like a peach. He had a really good ass for a boy

As he untied his race shoes he said “sadly no shoey today…I know how much you want to try it” before he laughed again , as he always did

You couldn’t even deny it. You did want to try his shoey. The thought of champagne in his sweaty shoe actually sounded appealing to you. Like you said, for other guys it would be disgusting, but this was Daniel Ricciardo. It was different.

“Yeah…you still haven’t won for me…I wish I could taste you” you responded, as you slowly stroked your finger on your exposed knee.

He pulled his sweaty, large feet out his shoes, and brought the boots up to you. “Well…just because I haven’t had a shoey…doesn’t mean you can’t pretend your having one”

He gave you one of his boots. It felt warm to the touch, especially near where his foot had been inserted. You placed your lips on the back of the shoe, and tilted your head backwards, as though you were having a shoey, but obviously the boot was empty.

Or so you thought…as you joked you felt his warm slimy sweat enter your mouth, as if it had been puddled at the bottom of his shoe.

At first you flinched and wanted to take the boot away…but then you discovered you enjoyed the taste. It tasted salty, and it sounded obvious to say, but it also tasted so manly. As if it was bursting with testosterone. You took another small lick of the sweat

“Oh…you look like you’re enjoying the invisible shoey liquid” Danny said as he had now lowered his skin tight fireproofs, and stood there naked in front of you. His coco already hardening at the sight of you enjoying the taste of him.

“There is liquid in here…it’s your sweat” you responded

“Oh fuck, you dirty girl” he added. His smile had disappeared, and was replaced by the animalistic look he gave you before things got wild.

“Let me taste” he said while grabbing the shoe and licking some of his sweat juices himself. He licked his lips as he took it in, before he stood over you and spat onto your face.

His hands rubbed his spit around your mouth, near where it had landed, and you sucked on his fingers as he did it. He then placed the sweaty boot over your mouth, your nose was in the hole where his foot would’ve been during the whole race. He forced it on your nose.

“Take it in” he said as he held the boot there. “Take in the smell of me”

Your eyes rolled back into your head with the strange sensation of pleasure you were receiving. It was almost orgasmic. The smell of his warm sweaty boot on your nose. The smell of testosterone filled your lungs. It sent a shiver down your spine.

Danny enjoyed you worshipping his body, particularly his sweaty body. And his feet were no exception. You did it for him…but you actually also enjoyed it. And this time it felt even better than normal.

He threw the boot away onto the floor.

“Fuck why have a boot when you can have the real thing..? Get on the floor” he demanded.

He grabbed your smell body and placed you on the floor, your dress got caught up your legs, exposing your panties.

You lay on the locker room floor as Danny stood above you. His cock now fully hard above your head, and his full, hairy balls dangling there.

He took off his socks and placed his large, sweaty foot on your face. He held it there allowing you to briefly catch your breath, before he pushed his sweaty toes into your mouth. This was pure domination. Something you had never experienced. And you loved it. Nothing was in your control…only his.

His feet were warm, and sweaty of course. The taste was like nothing else. Surprisingly good. Like pure testosterone.

A few moments past, before he pulled you back up again.

“Lick me out” he demanded before you could even catch your breath back.

He bent forwards over a bench, exposing his ass in front of your face. You noticed his rim slowly open in front of you. You could even see sweat dripping from there.

You didn’t hesitate, your face embedded itself in the middle of his ass cheeks. Your tongue immediately rimming his ass. The taste was sweaty, the feeling was dirty. But it was wild. And that’s what this relationship was about. Your tongue worshipped his ass as he groaned at the feeling.

As your tongue was entering him, you used your hands to grab his hard length between his legs as he bent over for you. His cock was pointing downwards because of the angle, and your hands jerked along the length of him. You could feel the precum all over his tip. You felt every pulse of his cock as you jerked it. Every groan coincided with a large pulse as he got closer to orgasm.

You knew how much your boyfriend loved you enjoying his sweaty body, so you wondered how much he might love what you did to him next.

You quickly pulled off your panties that you had been wearing all day, and as you continued to rim his ass, and jerk him off, you used your other hand to place your sweaty panties into his mouth.

“Mmmm fuck…” he said as he groaned

You continued doing your job as he bent over in front of you, his length getting harder with every stroke. Your tongue getting more and more tired with every lick.

To take things even further, you grabbed Danny’s sweaty racing sock, and pulled it over the length of his hard cock. You continued jerking him off with the sweaty sock covering him.

You could tell he liked that even more. He loved anything to do with sweat, and this was definitely sweaty. The sock stank of his sweaty musk, and was totally damp as well. It made for good lubricant as you jerked him inside the sock.

“Fucking hell. Oh fuck yeah…” he groaned “now this reminds me of when I was a teenager…oh yeah…that feels good baby, keep going….keep…g-g”

You felt his cock explode. Your hand felt the sock vibrate as it got even warmer while he shot his milky load inside. His rim twitched as he came. The orgasm so powerful that the sock almost flew off his cock. The combination of jerking him and rimming him at the same time gave him a pleasure like nothing else. A pleasure he truly deserved.

His orgasm finally came to an end.

“Oh yes, you are the best girl…fuck!”

He couldn’t find the words. He stood up and looked at you, his hands cupping your chin as he spoke.

“Let’s get you back to the hotel…this isn’t over yet…”

[stuffspaddock]

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