#sweaty carlos

[artemispt]

[norrisleclercf1]

I love his hair like this

[thedirtygridd]

THE DAY YOU BECAME LANDO’s TOY… 😈

WARNINGS - 18+, strong sexual content

Summary - Full of hot and sweaty Lando Norris….you’re just gonna want to read this one ;)

You received a notification From your phone, which was placed at the other side of the room at the time. You paced over to check who was messaging you, when you realised it was an Instagram direct message request from Lando Norris…You laughed to yourself. “What is lando doing trying to message me?” The f1 was in Singapore this weekend, and you were at the race a couple of hours ago, watching Lando himself celebrating on the podium…but now he was messaging you?

You wondered how he had found your Instagram, and why….as he didn’t even follow your account, nor had you ever met him personally.

You keenly opened the direct message and saw that it read “hey, you free?” He then added “could do with some company if ur around?” You could tell he was flirting with you, which was a huge shock at first. You couldn’t believe lando wanted you…more still, it seemed he wanted only one thing…

He was a couple of years younger than you, but you quite enjoyed the idea of having a slightly younger man…it turned you on. “don’t you have a girlfriend?” You responded. You were still wondering to yourself why he was messaging and where he had found your account. He was quick to reply. “I used to, not anymore. Free to play ;)” he added.

Soon after responding with that comment, he proceeded to liking a couple of your bikini pictures that you had posted on your account…“Now his intentions are clear” you thought to yourself while wondering what he might want to do to you…

“Are you not tired after the race?” You asked him. It was about midnight at this point.

“Meh I’m always up for meeting girls like u…but just a warning, I still haven’t showered after the race, unless u count a champagne shower…I’m a bit….sweaty” he replied

You bit your lip with anticipation. You had seen how sweaty he was after the race…he looked delicious. You wondered what he might taste like…

Before you could reply again he had sent another message saying he has organised a taxi to pick you up, and to be ready for it. You decided to go for it. You left your friends that you were with at the night club, and waited outside for the taxi to arrive.

When you arrived at the hotel he was staying at for the weekend. You went up to room 200, where he said he would be waiting. Knocked on the door, and waited. You were very nervous, but you hoped he would like the look of you in your tightly fit dress that you had chosen to wear, with black heels. You wanted to impress him. A few seconds later he opened the door, he stood there topless, and wet…you presumed still with sweat.

“hello, come in” he responded while sheepishly looking around to see if anyone had seen you enter. He closed the door behind you while inspecting your body up and down with his eyes. “Thanks for coming” he said You laughed nervously. You couldn’t believe what was happening. “You look fucking good” he added. “Why do you look so tired?” You added, before you even appreciated what he had said to you.

He did in fact look like he was panting, his topless chest had sweat dribbling down and his shoulders were glistening in the dim lights from the hotel room. “I’ve just been doing a mini wrist workout looking at some of your Instagram bikini pictures. ” he responded to your question, while giggling. “ oh and still a bit sweaty from F1 this evening, I still haven’t showered because I wanted to get back to my hotel” while saying this, he lifted up his arm to smell under his armpit briefly. “Yeah I am still a bit sweaty” he added. “But I’ll have a shower in a minute, because I was hoping to start another workout soon….” he bit his lip while his eyes wondered to your tanned legs and arse.

“You look even better than on your Instagram” he added. You blushed , you didn’t know what to say but returned the compliment back to him “you look good too, I quite like the sweaty look as well so don’t worry”“Haha!” He laughed “well I won’t worry about sweating All over you then” he joked…He moved over to a counter which had a small black outfit on top. He picked it up and passed it to you. “Put this on” he said. You took it in your hands, wondering what it was, when you realised. He had passed you a tiny lingerie outfit. “You want me to wear this?” You responded. He nodded and said he did. So you went into the bathroom and quickly changed. You looked at yourself in the mirror and thought how sexy you looked, you could see why he wanted you wearing it. When you walked back into the main room, Lando was sitting on the large leather sofa, he now had no clothes on and had his legs apart while he slowly touched his dick at the sight of you walking towards him.

The first thing you noticed was how large he was, you initially thought you didn’t know if you could take him…or at least all of him.Now that you were standing closer to him he was jerking his dick harder. “Turn around” he said “and bend over in front of me”

You did as he asked, bending over with your arse up in the air in front of him. You heard him stand up and step towards you. His fingers slowly brushed down the crack of your arse as he followed the string of lingerie that was covering you. You felt him move the string to one side before feeling his tongue and finger enter you. He entered both holes at the same time. His finger in your pussy, his tongue in your ass. You let out a groan in shock for what he was doing to you. A guy had never done both at the same time, and the feeling was incredible. You could hear his tongue sloshing around with all the juices you were giving him.

You felt your wetness slowly drip down your legs, that and spit from lando as he licked you out. He was groaning to himself, you knew he was loving it, his tongue all over you, getting you even wetter. You loved the feeling of him, you loved his saliva smothering you, it made you feel like an animal.He then grabbed you by the waist and gently threw you onto the sofa. The leather was cold at this point, but you had a feeling it may get warmer very soon…

He leant over you and came in to kiss. You could see his mouth was covered with a mixture of his saliva and your juices as he leant in. His mouth was warm, and his tongue was not shy. “Mhm” he groaned as his tongue licked the inside of your mouth. You wrapped your hands around him, placing them both on his back. His back felt harder than you thought, you could feel the indentations of his muscles running across it. To add to that, his back was also dripping with sweat. You ran your palms over it, feeling all the sweat you could. It felt so slimy and warm…your fingers almost sticking to him as you did it.

You let out a groan yourself at this point because he felt so incredible. Your left hand slowly moved up his sweaty back, towards his thick next. By this point your hands were dripping , but it felt warm and safe to be feeling him. You noticed he was wearing a metal necklace, which created a small bump as your hand moved up to the back of his neck.

“You just reminded me baby…” he said in between sucking your tongue. He reached his arm to the back of his neck, exposing his armpit right in front of your face. It was sweaty, and it smelt it, it smelt good. So manly. Part of you really enjoyed the natural scent of him. He yanked on the necklace chain and threw it to the other side of the room. “That was from my ex” he added. “I won’t be needing that anymore”At this point he thrust his throbbing cock inside of you.

You let out a huge groan, he didn’t hold back. You felt it stretch your walls out. It was deep inside you, but the girth of it made you feel like he was going to split you apart. “Oh shit lando…shit….arghhh” He continued to thrust into you. The moans you gave him only served to determine him to fuck you even harder. You gripped onto his biceps while he fucked you. They contracted every time he thrust into you, you could tell he was using every muscle in his body to please you.

You enjoyed the feeling of his arm tense under your hand, you felt his rock hard muscle“You’re so sexy” he whispered to you while deep inside. He grabbed both of your legs and held them up in front of him as his dick dove even deeper inside of you. “Mhm” “ugh” he groaned as he fucked you. You could tell he was enjoying this, and you now understood why he hadn’t showered before you came round, it would’ve been pointless. He was dripping wet again, the sweat was slowly dripping off his chest onto your tits, and the sofa was starting to get slippery with the mixture of sweat from you both fucking each other.

Next, he noticed that you still had your heels on, the fuck was so intense you had forgotten as well. He keenly untied the strap and took them off. He placed his hands on your feet, you noticed how his huge hands made your feet look petite and tiny. He grabbed both your feet and placed them both on his the front of his face.

The arch of your feet placed directly in contact with his mouth, and his nose while he continued inside of you. He took his time to savour the feeling of your pretty feet on his face, you wondered if he enjoyed the smell of them, before he then placed your toes in his mouth. You noticed how much tongue he was using, how much he was licking in between your toes and savouring the taste of them.

He let out even more groans at this point, you continued to feel his tongue getting your well looked after feet even wetter. “You dirty fuck…” you told him as he had your toes in his mouth. You knew he was loving you, loving the taste of you, the feeling of you. And you loved it too. It felt so primal. So good.

At this point you could tell he was getting closer. His cock had tended up even more and felt like it was about to blow. He slid his cock out of you and started to position himself above you as he jerked it off. It made a sloshing noise because of how wet it was…He now had both his legs besides you as he straddled over the top of you lying below him. “Suck my balls” he demanded. He edged up closer to your face so you were almost directly below his balls. You angled your head up and started sucking on them. They also tasted salty, you could tell he was sweaty all over. The taste was good, and they felt so warm in your mouth.

He continued to jerk his cock while you licked up and down his full balls. “Fuck yeah” he added while you worshipped him. “Keep going you dirty girl”He then pulled away from your face and back down to near your tits. He gave his cock one last jerk before his eyes rolled back into his head and released his load. He showered you with his warm cum. It completely covered your tits and part of your face as he groaned and shook uncontrollably in the pleasure of his orgasm. When the cum stopped spewing out of him, he slowly collapsed on top of you. The cum spreading between his sweaty chest in contact with your tits. He continued to kiss you on the sweat soaked sofa, before adding “you’re a good girl, and I’m not done with you yet”

He slid his fingers through the cum he had just sprayed all over you. He pushed his fingers in your mouth for you to suck them clean.

Next he flipped u onto your front, pushed his still hard dick in you, and fucked you again. Even harder this time.

The sound of skin on skin slapping against each other. You screamed in pleasure, and in slight pain because he was going hard.

You could smell the mixture of his cum and sweaty body creating an aroma around the hotel room.

You didn’t even have the brain capacity to think at this point, he was fucking you so hard

He spanked you, you felt his mark leave a burn on your right cheek.

“I’m gonna fucking breed you” he grunted

He pulled you over, leant in over you again , and shoved your face into his armpit. The smell almost made you gag, the sweat, the body odour of a hot sweaty man. He made you take in his scent “deep breath” he reminded you.

After this, you could tell he wasn’t gonna last long, he slapped your face and licked all over. His tongue brushing over your mouth and your nose.

“Damn my pits taste good on u”

He shoved his cock in u again, no condom, and you felt him release yet another load inside you

You felt him fill you up.

“I’ve never fucked a dirty slut like you before…next time I message you, you’re gonna do exactly what I say and come over. You’re my fuck toy…now get out”

He pulled you up and pushed you out his hotel room door, still half naked, still with the smell of his sweat on your body…still with cum dripping down your chest and thighs…

You had become lando norris’ sex toy…

[leclercskiesahead]

Carlos ig stories 10.02.24

💪 flexing

[bulkhummus]

imagine cecil started referring to the people of night vale as characters the moment he was told that wtnv is a podcast like oh what a funny character that john peters is and no one really clocks it bc that can be a term used to describe someone and carlos is standing there like haha my husband is so silly and then cecil refers to carlos as the love interest and protagonist and carlos is like HAHA MY HUSBANDS SO FUNNY and then later on that week he refers to carlos as antagonist and carlos is like HAHA WHAT’D I DO

[welcometololaland]

no words just admiring this 'tk, what the actual fuck?' face

[the-toasted-teacake]

"Lando, I don't think blowjobs behind the bushes count as 'romantic on the green', no?"

"Didn't hear you complaining." Lando's grin turns wicked and Carlos groans, bracing himself. "Guess I just like it spicy, eh?"

"Don't."

"Carlos, will you be my chili pepper?"

Watching Lando laugh himself to tears, smile wide and cheeks aching, Carlos regrets both everything and nothing.

X

[whewchilly]

Barcelona Testing via Pirelli

[alexturntable]

ROLEXMCMASTERS On the front row in Monte-Carlo… @/Charles_Leclerc & @/steftsitsipas ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[artemispt]

Some pics I never saw before 🫠🥰

Source 1 / Source 2

[effervescentdragon]

yeah im deffs ovulating

[thedirtygridd]

ONE HOUR ONLY…WITH CHARLES LECLERC

WARNINGS : 18+, strong sexual content

Summary : You win a once in a lifetime prize of spending one hour with Charles Leclerc, and things eventually turn out to be even better than you had ever imagined….

You had won the competition. You still couldn’t believe it, as you strolled towards the building you had been directed to.

The competition must’ve had millions of entries, and you came out on top. It was like winning the lottery, only better. You had won one hour alone with Charles Leclerc.

This was a dream for all die hard formula one fans, or just fans of the guy (which there are a lot!)

You had dressed up well for the occasion, wearing your best dress. Black, and tightly fit around your small, petite body. You also wore your best heels.

You arrived at reception and filled out your details, still apprehensive thinking about how you were about to meet the man of your dreams for real.

A Ferrari representative greeted you and guided you to where you needed to be.

“He’s just finishing in the gym, he will be done very shortly, if you just wait in here” he pointed to a door and allowed you to walk ahead. He then turned and walked away as he shouted “enjoy!”

“Thank you!” You replied, even more nervous now. You felt your tummy turn with the nerves. But they were good nerves of course.

You opened the door, and closed it behind you, stepping into the small room that had been allocated for this meet and greet.

Placed around the room was different belongings of Charles. His race suits laid out on the table, his helmets dotted around the room, even his racing shoes were displayed.

“Wow, this is amazing” you thought to yourself as you took a closer look at his helmets.

You lifted one up and inspected it, before slowly placing it on your head. You’d never get this chance again, so you took it!

You were now wearing Leclercs actual racing helmet. It smelt slightly worn and sweaty in there, but it was incredible.

At this moment, the door quickly opened and closed again, and as you turned around you caught a glimpse of who was standing in front of you.

It was him…Charles himself.

He had a towel suspended around his thick neck (which by the way, looked even thicker in person), and you noticed sweat dripping down his forehead

“Erm…” Charles stopped in shock and confusion

“Errr…is that?…is that my helmet?” He added

You went blood red. So embarrassing. You quickly took it off, messing up your hair as you did, and placed it on the table again

“Erm um…yeah…I’m so sorry” you replied

“Don’t be. Actually suits you more than me. Haha” he chuckled as he placed his sweat soaked towel down on the table.

“Please excuse me…I’ve just been in the gym. The season is quickly approaching and I need to be in top physical form, so I’m sorry about the sweaty look”

You immediately wanted to say “don’t be, you’re sexier when you’re all sweaty, can I taste it?”

But instead you responded “haha it’s okay…” you were still nervous. Your heart racing.

“So then…you’re the winner of the comp. What are we going to do in this hour!?”

You had a very specific request, but didn’t know if he would accept it. Should you say it? “Fuck it” you thought. You only get one chance at this, so make the most of it.

“So we can do anything?” You asked Charles

“Sure…I think so, that’s the point!” He responded as his fingers wiped away some of the sweat from his forehead.

Before you could speak up about your request, you noticed Charles look you up and down with his eyes, as though he was checking you out.

He added “you look good by the way. You look very good. I’m loving the dress”

You blushed. You couldn’t believe it. Was he just being nice or did he actually just say you looked good?

“Argh sorry..just when I work out…my testosterone must fire up or something. I always get strong urges.” Charles mentioned

“Strong urges?….of…of what?” You stuttered in excitement as you asked.

He stepped towards you, his eyes struggling to stay on your eye line.

“Well you wanted to get to know me didn’t you?” He asked as he slowly pulled down his gym shorts

“Errr….um” you struggled to speak

His fingers slowly pulled out his hardening cock. You noticed his veins pumping on his shaft as he pulled it out of his boxer shorts.

Your mouth instantly watering at the sight. It looked fresh, it looked tasty.

“Go on. Taste me” he whispered in your ear.

You knelt down and took his hard cock into your mouth. Slowly acclimatising to the size and feel of him in your mouth. You instantly tasted his salty, masculine aroma. You felt him ooze out pre cum as you slowly moved up and down his length. Getting deeper and deeper down your throat.

You began to salivate on him, you felt your mouth filling up with your own saliva, and his tasty juice.

“Ugh…” Charles groaned “yeah….I’ve not been sucked off since I split with Charlotte. This feels fucking good, keep going”

He slowly gripped onto the back of your head and began thrusting harder. Saliva now starting to drip out your mouth as he thrust himself into you.

“I was meant to be hooking up with this random girl I met tonight…but fuck that. I’m having you”

He pulled out your mouth and immediately picked you up. You hadn’t noticed but he had already removed his tshirt, and your hands gripped his sweaty shoulders and slimy back as he carried you. He pushed aside his helmet , and his racing boots and placed you on the table.

At the same time, he lifted your legs and placed himself in between them, slowly taking off your heels before running his tongue up the arch of your foot.

Your pants were next to fly off, your dress still on but above your waist, exposing you to him. His tongue slowly slid up your thigh, and into your pussy.

He didn’t wait around, his tongue on the outside, his fingers inside.

Immediately you were overcome with pleasure. The sound of him sloshing around your juices. The thought of your cum collecting in his facial hair, spreading all over his face.

You pushed him off you.

“Get off me” you said, your voice louder.

He looked at you in shock. But before he could speak, you sat up and said

“Lie down , now”

Charles immediately reacted, he did not expect this from you. He lay down on the floor, not knowing what was next.

“You wanted to lick me out. So do it properly” you added.

You spread your legs, either side of his face, and slowly sat down on him.

You felt his nose press up against your pussy, followed by his tongue. His face felt so warm as you sat on it. And then you began.

You glided yourself up and down his face, as he licked. You felt yourself spread all over his mouth, all over his nose, all over his face.

You felt his facial hair scratch your thighs slightly as you grinder your pussy all over his beautiful face.

You couldn’t help but think of what a mess you were creating on his sexy face, as you then squirted and released your cum all over him.

You heard him splutter on your juices, almost coughing, but you didn’t stop, and neither did he.

“I bet Charlotte didn’t do this did she” you confidently mentioned, as you grinded all over his face.

You noticed him jerking his cock as you did it. He was enjoying this as much as you, as you squirted for a second time.

His whole body now basically covered with your juices. He looked incredible.

You then repositories yourself on him, in reverse cowgirl. You faced his muscly legs, as you sat down on his cock. You immediately went up and down on his thick cock, as he simultaneously thrust in and out of you.

You found it so hard not to scream with the pleasure you were experiencing.

You felt him slide on of his fingers around the rim of your ass, before sliding it in there. It’s as though he pushed it in as far as it could go.

You were now completely full up of Charles Leclerc. Full to the brim of the man of your dreams.

You eventually changed positions several times. He fucked you in doggy, he fucked you from cowgirl, as you rode his fat juicy cock. And then he finished by getting up on top of you.

He licked at your neck at he thrust in and out of you

“Where do you want it?” Charles asked as he edged ever closer to his climax. You could tell he was close, his tip hardening with every thrust, His body getting sweatier with every second.

Your hands spread all over his back, collecting up all the sweat you could, before licking it off your fingers.

You responded with “cum in me”

“In your puss—“ before he could respond, you placed a finger in his mouth to shut him up. You felt his mouth suck on the taste of your finger as you did it.

“In my ass” you responded.

You filled his face with excitement , he slipped out your pussy and straight into your ass.

It only took a few strokes and then you felt it. Warm, thick, gooey cum filling you up. It immediately dropped out and down his cock, he had filled you to the brim.

His deep, masculine groans filled the room as he emptied himself inside of you. This felt like nothing you had ever experienced.

As he finished, you looked at the clock and one hour had passed.

“Times up…” Charles said as he slipped himself out of you.

You thought that was it. Your moment of a lifetime over. But then Charles decided to add….

“But I want your number, now…”

[leclercskiesahead]

Thank you formula Santander

[honeybee-f1]

Drivers post race 🏁

A very important thread:

I barely know anyone who appreciates the marks and the sweat on a drivers face like I do. So I made a post to prove my case:

Lando posts quite a few of these.

See the marks? I can't explain it, but I do find them quite appealing.

Throw a little sweat in there (and darling, we all know they sweat. Real sweat. They are high performance athletes after all. Ki ki ki sweat sweat.) and the picture is perfect.

I am indeed a woman and I do enjoy F1 a lot. What I am most interested in is strategy, the tires, speed and intervals and gaps they have to each other. (I'm nearly watching the chart on the left more than anything else).

But these pictures of Pierre had me weak in the knees. The little drops? The line highlighting the cheekbones? Magnifique.

The cars are also beautiful and even though Shania Twain sung "okay, so you've got a car? That don't impress me much" it does impress me a lot.

But a sweaty Charles with helmet and balaclava marks is just *chefskiss*

I'm still convinced that the gatekeepers and sexist men are just jealous because they think they can't salivate over a sweaty, post-race Honey Badger (look at him!!!) and that's why they're sour.

and I'm finishing this very important thread with him, because Max seems to be a whole different person post race. I know I'm repeating myself here, but look at that sweat and these marks. Try to convince me that this isn't attractive. Because you can't.

So these drivers are a big, sweaty bonus when watching Formula 1.

Thanks for listening.

Alrighty. Stay positive ✌️

[f1-stuff]

Abu Dhabi GP '22 // P4 Qualifier

"The fight is with Merc...to defend that P2 in the championship...We're gonna try everything we can to keep them behind..."

[soronya]

Carlos and Jannik hugging after their quarter final match at the US Open 2022.

Credit to @aliceinqueensland — you’re gorgeous, thanks for the wonderful gifs!