thedirtygridd

[thedirtygridd]

FOOTBALL WITH GASLY

Sexual content, 18+

As the final whistle blew at the charity football event, the crowd erupted in a thunderous roar. Pierre Gasly, the F1 star you'd been ogling all match, sprinted towards the goalpost, his muscles flexing with every step. The intensity of his play had left him drenched in sweat, his jersey sticking to his chiseled torso like a second skin. You couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves as he glanced over, noticing your eager gaze. After a quick victory dance with his teammates, he made his way over, that trademark smirk playing on his lips. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear, and whispered, "You liked the show?" Your heart raced, and you nodded, unable to form coherent words. "Good," he said, grabbing your hand. "Let's go somewhere more private so I can give you a closer look." He led you through the throngs of people, his grip firm and possessive, until you reached the dimly lit corridor leading to the locker room. The anticipation was palpable as he opened the door, revealing a steamy sanctum filled with the scent of victory and masculine exertion. The room was empty except for the two of you, and you knew you were about to experience something unforgettable.

With a wink, Pierre led you into the locker room, his eyes gleaming with mischief. The air was thick with the aroma of sweat and adrenaline, and you felt your knees tremble slightly as you followed him. He found a quiet corner, away from the potential prying eyes of the other players. "I can see you're dying to touch me," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. He turned to face you, his body glistening with perspiration, and began to peel off his shirt, revealing the intricate tapestry of muscles beneath. You couldn't resist the urge to run your hands over his warm, slick skin, feeling the power beneath your fingertips. He groaned with pleasure as you touched him, his abs contracting with each of your caresses. "Now, it's time for you to return the favor," he said, his voice gruff with desire. He unbuckled his shorts, letting them fall to the floor, and you stared at the substantial bulge in his boxers. With a smirk, he stepped closer, placing a hand on the back of your neck and guiding your face to his crotch. "Suck me off," he commanded, and you eagerly obeyed, feeling his hardness throb against your lips as you took him into your mouth.

As you knelt before him, the taste of his sweat mingling with the salty precursor of his desire, you felt a thrill of submission course through your body. You took him in deeper, savoring the velvety hardness of his cock, the way it twitched in your mouth. His grip tightened in your hair as he began to fuck your face, his hips thrusting gently at first before increasing in rhythm. You could feel his excitement growing, his breaths becoming more ragged, and the heat from his body enveloped you. The sound of your slurps filled the locker room, punctuated by the occasional muffled moan that escaped his lips. His abs clenched as he watched you, his eyes dark with lust. The atmosphere grew more intense with each passing moment, your own arousal building as you served his need. You knew what came next, and the thought of it had your pussy throbbing with anticipation. He pulled away, his cock glistening, and bent down to whisper, "Now, I'm going to show you what a real man's victory feels like." With a firm grip, he pushed you onto the cold, sticky floor, the scent of sweat and sex now overpowering as he positioned himself between your legs.

Without hesitation, Pierre grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head as he positioned his sweat-slicked body over you. You could feel the stickiness of the floor beneath you, a testament to the passionate battles that had been waged on the field earlier. His cock, still hard from your eager ministrations, nudged at your entrance, leaving a trail of precum that mingled with your own wetness. He leaned in, capturing your mouth in a kiss that was as fiery as the game had been, his tongue dancing with yours as he claimed you with a possessiveness that left you breathless. Then, with one swift motion, he entered you, his thickness stretching you wide and filling you completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure as he began to move, his hips slamming into yours with the same ferocity he'd used to conquer the field. His sweat dripped onto your face, mixing with your own as he fucked you, each thrust punctuating the air with a wet slap. Your moans grew louder, echoing in the empty locker room, as he claimed you, the epitome of his victory. His movements grew more erratic, his breathing more ragged, and you knew he was close. You arched your back, meeting him thrust for thrust, your body begging for his release.

With the excitement of his victory still coursing through him, Pierre's rhythm grew more intense, his powerful thrusts making your body rock against the unforgiving floor. The cold tiles were a stark contrast to the heat of his skin, sending shivers of pleasure through you with each collision. You could feel the heat of his cum building, his cock swelling even more within you, and you knew the moment was approaching. He groaned, his muscles tensing as he held back, prolonging the exquisite torture. Then, with a roar that matched the cheers of the crowd, he released his load, filling you with his hot, sticky essence. The force of his climax sent waves of pleasure crashing through your body, and you could feel your own orgasm building, the friction of the floor against your clit sending you over the edge. Your pussy clenched around his cock as you came, your body shuddering with the intensity of the release. He didn't stop, though, his hips still moving as he continued to fill you, his own orgasm seemingly endless. The feeling was indescribable, his victory becoming yours in the most intimate way possible.

As your orgasm subsided, Pierre's grip on your wrists tightened, and his eyes gleamed with a darker hunger. He withdrew from your pussy, his cock still hard and gleaming with your juices. Without warning, he positioned himself over your face, his cock mere inches from your mouth. You watched in shock as he began to piss, the hot stream arching over your face and chest. The scent of his musk filled the air, and you felt his warmth cascade over you as he marked you as his prize. You squealed and struggled, but his grip was unyielding, and the humiliation only served to excite him further. His piss rained down, drenching your hair and skin, the sound of it splattering on the floor a testament to his dominance. He grinned down at you, watching the shock and arousal in your eyes as he emptied himself onto your vulnerable body. The sensation was degrading yet exhilarating, and you found yourself unable to look away from the power he wielded over you. When he was finished, he let go of your wrists, his cock still standing tall, a bead of piss glistening on the tip. He leaned in, whispering, "Now you're truly part of my victory," before kissing you hard, his tongue invading your mouth, tasting himself on your lips.

With a wicked smile, Pierre wiped his cock across your cheek, smearing his cum and your spit onto your flushed skin. He then slapped your face with his still-hard member, leaving a wet, sticky trail. His grin grew as he watched your eyes widen in shock, the humiliation and arousal mixing on your features. He lined himself up and began to stroke his cock, the head still slick from your saliva. He stared down at you, his eyes hooded with lust, and you could feel his warmth as he shot another load, this time aiming directly at your face and tits. The cum splattered across your features, some landing in your eyes and mouth, others running down your neck and chest. You gasped, the sensation of his hot seed on your skin sending another jolt of pleasure through you. He chuckled, the sound echoing in the locker room as he watched you, his own satisfaction clear. "Now you're a mess," he said, his voice thick with desire. "But a beautiful one." He stepped back, allowing you to take in the sight of his cum coating your body, a visual representation of your shared conquest.

The raw, primal scene unfolding before you was too much to handle. As you lay there, covered in his sweat and cum, the reality of what had just occurred hit you. The power dynamics, the taboo nature of the act, and the sheer, unbridled passion of it all sent you spiraling into another orgasm, your body shaking beneath him. Your eyes locked with Pierre's, and you could see the satisfaction in his gaze as he watched you come undone. He didn't move, allowing you to revel in the moment, his cock still standing proudly as a symbol of his dominance. Your pussy contracted, clenching around nothing but air, desperately seeking the feeling of his cock once more. As your climax subsided, you felt a mix of relief and embarrassment, but also an unmistakable sense of satisfaction. You had been claimed by Pierre Gasly, the f1 god, and the memory of this encounter would be etched into your mind forever.

With a playful smirk, Pierre bent down and picked up one of his dirty football boots, holding it to your face. "You missed one part of the experience," he said, nudging it closer. You took a tentative sniff, the potent aroma of sweat, grass, and leather filling your nostrils. The scent was intoxicatingly male, a heady reminder of the passionate encounter you'd just shared. You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all, the juxtaposition of the grandiose game and the intimate moment now reduced to this. "Breathe it in," he urged, his voice filled with amusement. You did, letting out a little moan as the scent of his victory filled you up. He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Keep it as a souvenir," he said, placing the boot back down and helping you to your feet. Together, you cleaned up, wiping the sweat and cum from your bodies with the towels scattered around the locker room. The laughter you shared as you did so was a testament to the unexpected turn your evening had taken.

Once dressed, Pierre pulled you in for a kiss, his sweaty hair still matting against your forehead as his tongue danced with yours. It was a tender moment in the aftermath of the storm, a gentle reminder of the connection that had formed between you amidst the chaos. His hands roamed over your body, tracing the contours of your waist and hips before landing on your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "You're mine now," he murmured against your lips, his voice filled with a possessiveness that sent shivers down your spine. You nodded, feeling the weight of his words but also the thrill of belonging to someone so powerful. He broke the kiss with a final peck, his eyes twinkling as he handed you his game-worn jersey. "Wear it tonight," he said with a wink. "It'll keep you warm, and it's got a little bit of me on it." You took the jersey, feeling the dampness of his sweat and the stickiness of his cum on the fabric. It was a trophy of sorts, a reminder of the night you'd never forget.

As you stepped out of the locker room, the cool air outside was a stark contrast to the steamy heat you'd left behind. You clutched the jersey to your chest, feeling both used and elated. The adrenaline from the game and the intimate moments with Pierre still coursed through your veins, leaving you feeling alive and electrified. You walked side by side, your steps unsteady from the force of your recent orgasms, the stickiness between your legs a constant reminder of what had transpired. The corridor was empty, and the sounds of the stadium had faded into a distant hum, leaving only the echoes of your shared passion. As you reached the exit, Pierre leaned in and whispered, "Thank you for being a part of my victory." His words sent a final shiver of pleasure through you, and with a final squeeze of your hand, he disappeared into the night, leaving you with the jersey and memories of a night that had been anything but ordinary.

[thedirtygridd]

WE’RE BACK!

Celebrating with Lando’s victory in Singapore from the pov of his masseuse 👀

If you enjoy, please comment!

The Singapore Grand Prix had just come to a spectacular close, with Lando Norris crossing the finish line as the victor. His face was flushed with exhaustion, and every inch of him glistened under the harsh floodlights. The humid night air had wrapped itself around him for the duration of the race, pulling beads of sweat from his skin. As his masseuse, I was always tasked with easing the tension after a long race, but tonight felt different. He had pushed his body to the limit, and it showed in the way his racing suit clung to him, soaked through with perspiration. The heat had claimed 5 kilograms of his weight, and the evidence was there in every damp contour of his form.

Lando's thick neck was the first thing I noticed as he peeled off his helmet and balaclava. It was slick with sweat, the veins pulsing beneath his skin from the exertion. The sheen on his neck caught the light, and I knew the massage tonight would be a challenge. His muscles, tight and swollen from the intense drive, would require every ounce of my strength. But as much as I wanted to focus solely on my job, there was no ignoring how the droplets of sweat traced their way down his neck, gliding over his collarbone and disappearing into the fabric of his fireproof suit. It took everything in me to remain composed, to remind myself that I was a professional.

When he finally unzipped his suit, revealing his chest, the room seemed to grow warmer. His undershirt was soaked through, clinging to every contour of his torso. Each breath he took made his chest rise and fall, and I could see the fabric stretching tight against his skin. The sweat beaded along his pecs, trailing down to the toned muscles of his abdomen. I couldn't help but think about how much heat he must have endured in that car, how his body had fought against the conditions to claim victory. But the sight of his slick, sweaty skin was more than enough to make my hands twitch with anticipation. I was supposed to be tending to him, but the idea of him lingered in my mind.

His armpits were drenched, and the moment he lifted his arms to remove the suit, the scent of sweat filled the air. It wasn't unpleasant, just the unmistakable smell of hard work, of a man who had pushed himself to the very edge. The dark patches under his arms were a testament to the race, and I could see the sweat running down the inside of his biceps. They were thick and powerful, glistening under the dim lights of the room. I knew I had to focus on my task, but the sight of those muscles, so wet and tense, made it hard to concentrate. My hands were already preparing for the moment they would touch his skin, but I had to stay professional.

It was impossible not to notice his biceps, firm and swollen from the strain of gripping the steering wheel for nearly two hours. They flexed with every movement, the skin damp and flushed. The thought of running my hands along those muscles made my pulse quicken, but I reminded myself that I was here to work. As his masseuse, I had a duty to ease his pain, to help him recover. But the sweat, the way it pooled at the crook of his elbow and ran down his arms, was distracting. I could only imagine how much more soaked he would become as the massage began.

When I finally placed my hands on his shoulders, the heat of his body hit me like a wave. His skin was damp and slick beneath my fingers, and within seconds, my hands were wet with his sweat. It was unavoidable—the sheer amount of moisture pouring from his body seemed endless. His muscles were tight, the result of both the race and the hours spent in the car, but my hands worked through the tension. Every time I pressed into his skin, I could feel the sweat transferring to me, soaking my palms. It was an odd sensation, one that left me both focused on my job and oddly tempted.

The sweat running down his back was even more intense. As I kneaded his broad, muscular shoulders, it became clear just how much his body had been through. His back was slick with moisture, and I could feel the sweat collecting in the folds of his skin as I worked my way down. It was impossible to ignore how my fingers slid over the smooth, wet surface of his muscles. The thought of how drenched he must have been in the car crossed my mind again, and I could only imagine how uncomfortable it must have been. Still, there was something undeniably tempting about the way his body felt beneath my hands.

His legs were no different. As he lay face down, the sweat had already soaked through his racing suit, and when I finally peeled it off, his thighs were just as drenched. The fabric clung to his skin, and it took some effort to get it off. His quads were powerful, built for endurance and speed, and as I worked the tension from them, I could feel the heat radiating off his body. Every time I pressed into the muscle, the sweat would well up beneath my fingers, soaking them anew. My hands were slick, and it became harder to maintain a grip, but I had to stay focused.

By the time I reached his feet, I couldn't help but wonder what state they must be in. After hours of racing, confined in tight boots, they had to be drenched. The thought was strangely captivating, even though I knew it was unprofessional to think that way. But I couldn't shake the image from my mind—his feet, sweaty and sore, waiting for relief. I tried to push the thought aside as I massaged his calves, but it lingered in the back of my mind. The sweat, the exhaustion, the heat—it was all so overwhelming, both for him and for me.

My hands were soaked now, every inch of them covered in his sweat. Each time I applied pressure to his muscles, more of it would transfer onto my skin, until it felt like I was massaging waterlogged fabric instead of flesh. But the more I worked, the more I could feel the tension melting away from his body. His breathing had slowed, his muscles were starting to relax, and I could tell he was finally finding some relief. Still, the thought of all that sweat, the way it clung to him, made it hard to stay purely professional. But I had to—I had no choice.

His chest was heaving now, but the tension was gone. My hands moved across his body with practiced ease, but the slickness of his skin made every touch feel different, more intimate somehow. I was hyper-aware of every bead of sweat, of every muscle beneath my fingertips. My hands were wet, but I kept working, determined to finish the job. As his masseuse, I had to stay focused, to push through the distraction. But the idea of him, so close, so drenched in sweat, was difficult to ignore.

As I massaged his arms again, I could feel the sweat pooling in the crook of his elbow, running down the length of his forearm. It was a constant reminder of the effort he had put into the race, of the toll it had taken on his body. The slickness of his skin was almost overwhelming, but I forced myself to concentrate on the task at hand. I had to be professional, no matter how tempting it was to think otherwise. His body was exhausted, and my job was to help him recover, not to indulge in any thoughts beyond that.

His breathing was deep and even now, the race’s intensity finally fading. I worked my way back to his neck, where the sweat still lingered, and I could feel his pulse beneath my fingers. His thick, sweaty neck was tense but starting to soften under my touch. Every press of my fingers against his slick skin was a reminder of how much effort he had poured into his win tonight. And while I wanted to focus purely on his recovery, the sight and feel of him—so strong, so drenched—made it harder than ever to keep things purely professional.

Finally, I finished the massage, wiping the last remnants of sweat from his body. My hands were soaked, but it didn’t matter. He had won, he had pushed himself to the limit, and now his body could finally relax. As I gathered my things and prepared to leave, I couldn’t help but glance back at him one last time. His chest was still glistening, his thick neck still damp, and the thought of his feet—sweaty, tired, sore—stayed with me. I reminded myself, once again, that I was his masseuse, and nothing more. But the temptation of Lando Norris, drenched in sweat, would remain in my thoughts for days to come.

[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…

[thedirtygridd]

We haven’t heard from you in a while. Are you okay?

Hey everyone, I’m doing fine, thanks for asking. I’ve just been so busy with work recently, so I haven’t had the chance to post. But I will be posting something as soon as I get the chance to.

[thedirtygridd]

THE LECLERC BROTHERS…SHARING IS CARING?

WARNINGS - 18+, strong sexual content

Summary - Based on a request. You are dating Arthur Leclerc while on a Leclerc family holiday. You can’t keep your hands off each other….but it turns out Arthur isn’t the only Leclerc you have “feelings” for……

You were away on the annual Leclerc family holiday. You had been dating Arthur (Charles’ younger brother) for just a few months now

You were still in that stage of the relationship where you just wanted to fuck constantly. Everything he did turned you on, you couldn’t wait to get your hands all over him in bed later

And that’s exactly what you did.

That night, you made out and rubbed Arthur’s body , massaging his muscly back and biceps, sliding your hands all up his abs and over his chest

He entered you and began fucking you. He held his hand over your mouth, to try and block the groans you were making

You had to be quiet…you didn’t want Charles hearing. He was in the room next door

As Arthur fucked you, his manly hands covered your mouth and his fingers slid in and out, letting you suck on them as he thrusted his length cock inside you

You had been waiting for this fuck all day. On the holiday so far, you had got at it every night, and most mornings. You just couldn’t keep your hands off each other

You felt Arthur getting sweatier and sticker with every thrust. The weight of his muscly body on top of you, pressing down as he used your pussy, which was all his….

He suddenly hit your G-spot and caused you to cum violently. You couldn’t help but let out a huge groan…

You instantly regretted it. The moan surely had woken up Charles next door….

You blushed

“Fuck! Shhhh baby” Arthur reminded you

He continued to fuck you, but leant to the side and grabbed your used pair of panties that he had ripped off a few moments earlier

He pressed them up against his face while thrusting inside you, taking in your scent, and then stuffed them into your mouth as he continued

“That’ll keep you quiet” he added

He smirked and bit his lip while you felt his dick hardening more and more

His tongue licked your neck as you experienced another orgasm

But this time he was getting harder and harder….and you felt his dick about to explode

“Fuuuuuuck” Arthur groaned. A bit too loud for comfort

You felt his warm seed shoot inside your tight hole, splashing up on your walls. You felt every throb of his hard cock as he emptied his balls inside

You were completely filled to the brim with Arthur’s milk, and it felt so good

You had never been with a guy that shot so much as he came…it was a big turn on

Arthur lay down next to you, pulled the panties from your mouth, and gave you a kiss “fuck I love you” he said while kissing your lips

“I need to go to the bathroom” you responded

You thought you’d go clean yourself up a bit before coming back to join Arthur for some sleep

“I’ll only be a second” you said a you walked out the door

Arthur tucked himself in the covers as you walked out - he looked exhausted after your little workout

You walked down the corridor and opened the door to the bathroom, where you were shocked to find Charles….

“Shit I’m sorry!” You gasped as you opened the door on him

Charles was standing, fully naked, cock erect, while rubbing spit on his tip

“Shhh..come in quick” he said while holding his wet finger up to his mouth, hinting at you to be quiet

You couldn’t help but notice how similar Arthur and Charles’ bodies were. They both had a similar girth to their shoulders, similar chest and similar hard abs. Although charles’ looked a bit more defined

You closed the door behind you as you stepped into the bathroom, both of you standing there naked. Charles slowly jerking his cock

“I could hear everything. I heard my bro getting balls deep inside you” Charles announced

You blushed

But he continued “I was a bit jealous to be honest….I could show you a few things he probably doesn’t give you…who doesn’t want to try the more experienced older brother…” he smirked

He stepped towards you and kissed you on the neck before whispering “I know you want it” into your ear. He bit your ear and smothered his tongue down your neck

He slowly pushed you down onto your knees. You kneeler down below him, looking up at his hard cock dangling in front of your face

“Taste it” Charles prompted you

This felt so wrong, as you took a grip on his dripping cock with your hand, before slowly inserting him in your mouth

It felt so wrong….Arthur was literally next door sleeping…and you had just taken his brothers cock into your warm mouth

As you sucked him, it began to feel better and better. The fact it was so wrong, somehow made it so hot

You felt Charles harden even more in your mouth. You felt every throb, you felt his pre-cum ooze out as you aroused him more and more.

“Look up at me as you suck it” Charles demanded, while tilting your neck up to look him in the eyes.

You kept eye contact while he thrust in and out of your mouth, you felt him slide deeper and further down your throat as he stared you in the eyes

You had never noticed how enticing Charles’ eyes were. It felt so good to stare into his soul as you tasted the musky scent of his manly cock

“Fuck Charles…I want you bad….” You groaned as you slurped on his length

“Don’t worry you’re getting it…” Charles said while scooping you off your feet, he carried you and you grabbed hold of his muscly back as he held you

“Shhh” he reminded you as He opened the door and walked out the bathroom, down the stairs and outside

“Where are we going?” You asked Charles as you both walked outside naked, into the garden of the villa.

He lay you down on the grass outside, beside the pool

He positioned himself on top of you and slowly slipped his cock up and down over your clit before entering you

“We can fuck like animals out here, and nobody will know” he reminded you as he began thrusting harder and harder inside

You felt him push Arthur’s come around your tight walls as he fucked you

“Mm so fucking wet” Charles added

Arthur’s cum definitely helping to act as a good lube as Charles stretched out your walls

Charles fucked you harder than his brother. This was less loving, and more animalistic. It was pure lust for each other

Charles used his fingers to open your mouth before he spat down inside. A bit string of his spit dripping down into your mouth as he fucked you

You felt your back rubbing on the grass, getting slightly dirty as you fucked.

You felt so wild

Charles was now dripping with sweat. Fucking outside, away from all air conditioning, in the warm summer nights….you smelt his armpit getting muskier with every thrust

You enjoyed the smell. This was just pure man and woman outside, alone. Pure fucking.

You wondered what Arthur might thing….

But before you could feel too guilty, Charles had repositioned you on top of him. He lay down, his back on the grass, as you began to ride him

You wanted to surprise him with how dirty you could be as you rode his hard Length.

You placed both your hands around his thick neck, as much as you could. Your hands were so small, and his neck so thick, that it was hard to fully get a grip. But you attempted to choke him as you rode him

You dug your nails in as you grabbed him. You felt him harden as you did it.

You had fully taken him by surprise

“Open wide Charles” you demanded

You built up a long, stringy ribbon of spit before letting it slip out your mouth

You watched as it entered his, down onto his tongue. You couldn’t believe how wild this was getting

Some of your spit had landed on his stubbly chin, but you just brushed your fingers through it and let him suck it off you

Charles’ finger soon got very keen as you rode him. You felt it enter your ass as he fucked your pussy

The feeling of him penetrating both your holes simultaneously instantly made you cum

Squirting out all over his sweaty abs

“Fuck I’m so turned on right now” Charles complimented you as he thrusted

He flipped you back down under him, your hands smothering his sweaty, and now muddy, muscly back. The feeling of his sweat, together with a little bit of dirt on his muscles as your rubbed him, made you feel so wet

This was such a primal fuck, out in the open, in the natural environment of the garden

You could tell Charles was now getting close

You felt like you had the hardest, thickest object ever inside you

And then as Charles stated you in the eyes, you felt him release his load

His milk spraying inside you. You both let out a groan in deep pleasure as he climaxed, and you lay there…feeling another Leclerc fill you up

Two Leclercs in one day….

Charles pulled out after he deposited his seed inside you.

You thought about his and Arthur’s cum mixing together inside you

“Shit that was hot” Charles responded, while picking you up again

“We’re a bit dirty” he added

You could see his back was covered with dusty mud from the grass, made worse by the sweat he had been giving off

“Let’s rinse it off” Charles continued with carrying you, before jumping into the pool with you

You let out a scream as you both splashed in the pool

You both played around, splashing water at each other, forgetting that the rest of the family were only a few metres away in the villa…including your boyfriend….

Charles held his hands on your ass while making out with you in the pool.

You felt his warm tongue sliding up and down yours. You both traded even more spit as you kissed

You felt Charles was hard again…and before you knew it….he was back in you. But this time….in your ass

He pushed you up against the pool wall while stretching out your tight ass

The feeling….painful at first , soon became immensely pleasurable

He stretched you out while fucking you

You quietly let him thrust in and out of you in the pool….

You sucked on his neck. Biting him too. You made a huge hickey on his thick neck as he shoved his length inside

It didn’t last long….you felt so tight for him….he soon exploded inside you again. Filling up yet another hole with Leclerc seed.

When he had finished you told Charles you needed to go back up now….

You had no idea how long you had been

As you stepped out the pool, Charles spanked your arse as you left

You turned around and rolled your eyes , while smirking at this incredible man. You had never experienced such a primal, lustful man

You spread your ass cheeks apart as you walked away from him, teasing him more. You felt some cum drip down your thigh as you did it

You knew how much he would enjoy the sight of you

You entered the villa once again and quietly went back into your room. You noticed Arthur was now sleeping.

You slipped in besides him, your hair still wet from the pool. Your pussy and ass still wet and used after his brother

He subconsciously noticed you had returned and wrapped his thick arms around you

You lay there wondering what the hell had just happened.

You had just been fucked by both Leclercs….you had cheated on your boyfriend with his brother….yet you didn’t feel that guilty….

You still just felt so aroused, as you slowly touched yourself, rubbing your clit, thinking about your Leclerc boys……….

[thedirtygridd]

MY STEP BROTHER IS PIERRE GASLY…

WARNINGS - 18+, sexual content

Summary - You are still an innocent virgin, but one guy gives you feelings that you can’t quite explain….but it’s made complicated by the fact that this person is in fact Pierre Gasly…..your step-brother. (Based on a request. Kept them coming! )

You often wondered to yourself, as you sat in your bedroom, what it would be like to be with a guy.

What would it feel like? How pleasurable would sex really be…

You often daydreamed of your perfect guy, wishing you could finally let loose and lose your virginity.

You had some fit guys at your college, but none of them fully did it for you. None of them really seemed worth it….

But there was one person that always entered the back of your mind. Someone you couldn’t help but always think back to.

Pierre Gasly.

“But I can’t” you said to yourself as you began to daydream

“Stop it” you forced yourself to say.

You couldn’t think these sexual feelings towards Pierre, because he was your step-brother.

It was wrong to even start thinking of him nake…

“STOP” you shouted at yourself.

You lay down on your bed, scrolling through your phone, as you heard the doorbell ring

You couldn’t think who it could be. Your parents were away for the weekend, so it was just you in the house

You sprinted downstairs, in your mini skirt, and opened the door.

You were shocked to find Pierre on the other side!

“Heyyyy!” Pierre exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around you to greet you

His aroma and masculine scent sending a shiver down your spine, along with the feeling of his big hands wrapping around your back as he greeted you.

He was wearing his gym clothes, and did feel a bit sweaty as you hugged him

“Sorry I have just been working out, I am probably sweaty…but I decided to come home for the weekend, I heard it’s just you here, and your mum and dad are on vacation?”

Pierre had different parents to you, he was just “related” to you in the sense that his dad was now married to your mother.

“Yeah just me in the house this weekend, all alone!” You replied

“Welll….not anymore. We can have some fun” Pierre replied

You both sat down and chatted for a few hours, catching up on what you had missed.

You both had a great relationship, so many similar interests, so the conversation flowed with ease.

His deep, croaky, masculine voice gave you goosebumps as he described the f1 season he had been having so far. You loved it when he told his stories of frustrating outcomes in a race - you liked it when he was pissed off

Time passed, and Pierre decided to go and have a shower, to wash off all the sweat from his workout.

You both went upstairs and as he showered, you went back to your bedroom. You left your door open and could hear him in the shower in the opposite bathroom.

You lay there, listening to the water tricking down. Imagining the sight of it running down his thick neck, and trickling between his rock-hard Abs.

You couldn’t help but get aroused at the thought.

Your hand slowly crept down into your panties…and you began rubbing your clit, which was already wet

“I shouldn’t….” You reminded yourself

You kept trying to stop yourself, but your finger rubbed in circles over your hardening clit. The feeling getting more and more intense with ever stroke

You closed your eyes and imagined what it might feel like to get fucked by a guy…to finally lose your virginity…but best of all - for it to be Pierre. His experience….he had fucked a lot of girls already, you imagined how good he must feel inside

By this stage, you had got so distracted by your dirty thoughts, that you had missed Pierre getting out the shower, and he was now standing at your door

“Are you … are you okay?” Pierre asked as he stood by the door, with just a towel wrapped round his waist

“Shit …. errr, what you doing?!” You shouted towards the door.

You quickly pulled your pants back up and tried to look innocent as Pierre smirked at you.

Water dropped down from his messy, wet hair, and trickled down his sharp jawline

His hairy chest exposed as he glistened in the light

“We all need our alone moments…don’t be ashamed” Pierre replied , still smirking

“Thinking of someone nice? Some guy at college?” Pierre asked

You went blood red. You didn’t know what to say

“Oh…someone else eh?” He added.

He walked into your room and sat on the side of your bed , next to you

“You know I’ve never been with a guy, right?” You asked Pierre

“Really..wow, I’m surprised. A good looking girl like you should have guys all over you…” he replied

“You know….if you wanted…I could share some of my experience with you…” he added

You didn’t know how to respond. All you did was bite your lip

This message got across to Pierre. He leant over, slowly, and pressed his lips on yours

“We shouldn’t” you said, while holding him away

“We should” he responded, using his dominance to kiss you. This time it was more passionate, you instantly felt his tongue enter your mouth, and yours in his.

He kicked your neck , smothering it with saliva as he did

You couldn’t help but groan. You felt your pussy leaking at this point. You were already so aroused.

You couldn’t believe this was actually happening

You tan your fingers through his wet hair, and around his thick, warm neck as he sucked on yours

You could tell that you both had wanted to do this for a while

Pierre then placed you down, on your back. He placed himself above you, while lowering his towel, exposing all of his abs, and his hardening cock. Which was even bigger than you had imagined.

You noticed pre-cum oozing out of his tip as he started kissing your tits.

He sucked and kissed your tits, before lowering himself onto your pussy

His tongue licked you and sucked you out for what felt like forever.

You heard him slurping on your juices as he licked you out. You felt every movement of his tongue sliding in and out of you, and rubbing all over your hard clit

“I’m gonna cu—“ you climaxed before you could even warn him.

You squirted all over his pretty face, his tongue sipping up all the juice

He then got himself into position.

He held his cock with one hand as he rubbed it on your clit.

“Are you ready?” He asked

“I think so…” you responded, a bit nervous you must admit

“If you need me to stop, then tell me” he reassured you.

“I am quite big, so…” he added

He slowly pushed his cock into you.

At first, it felt like he was ripping a hole in you. A hole that just kept on getting stretched as he slipped inside. You felt his tip pushing apart your Virgin walls

The first guy ever to enter you… and it was Pierre.

This was a dream come true

It kept sliding further and further in. When would it end? You wondered.

“Shit you’re so fucking tight…ugh I love how you feel” he groaned.

He then Started thrusting in and out.

At first, it felt quite painful. You grabbed onto his biceps hard as he started to fuck you. You felt him stretching you out, you groaned like you had never before

Your nails dug into his olive skin as he fucked you

The pain quickly turned to pleasure , and before you knew it you were begging him to go harder and faster. Which he did

Every thrust he gave you was perfect. You felt every inch of him. Every throb of his hard cock

You made out with him as you fucked. Trading spit as your tongues swapped into each others mouths.

“Fuck yeah” he groaned as you kissed

You felt his body getting stickier and sweatier with every thrust. You loved it. You loved the idea of him working hard to fuck you. Sweating … just for you

“This is wrong….” You tried to say In between kisses, in between groans as he thrust you

“….but I fucking love it” you added. “Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you fuck your girlfriend”

“Are you sure?” He asked

“Do it. “ you responded

This immediately turned on a switch for Pierre. It changed him

He scooped you up under his arms and threw you onto all fours, before sliding his cock into you and fucking you doggy.

It felt even harder, even rougher than anything you could’ve ever fantasised about

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back as he fucked you

“Like this, you slut” he shouted

You heard his skin slapping on yours as he thrust in and out of you with force and speed.

He spanked your arse

“Ahh! You exclaimed. The pain felt good tho

You hoped he would leave a handprint.

This was how every good should lose their virginity - you thought to yourself as he pressed himself even further into you than before, hitting the deepest walls inside you

“Shit I’m close” he gasped, out of breath from the intense fucking

He flipped you back towards him and kissed you again, his tongue sliding over your lips as he did. He then pushed you back onto your back and began jerking his cock on top of you

“ wanna see what happens when a real guy cums” he asked, while biting his lip and wiping sweat from his brow

“Cum all over me” you begged

He jerked his cock…he stroked it hard

“Wait….” You shouted

“Cum in me”

He smirked

He slipped his cock back inside you and thrust harder than ever. He felt even harder now, as if he was about to explode from within

“Are you sure? But I haven’t got a condom on…” he sounded a little concerned but it was quickly forgotten when you begged him for it

“Cum in me Pierre” you demanded

You grabbed his abs as he thrust. They clenched up on your hands as he moved

And then You felt it

Your walls completely filled with a warm, gooey fluid

It was as if someone had turned on the tap and left it running

He groaned and trembled ad he released his load inside your tight hole

“Shit….fuck!!” He groaned while collapsing on top of you

You felt his sticky, sweaty body on top of you as he rested. His cock still inside you, still twitching slightly as it bathed in his own cum bath he had just created inside you.

You both lay there , catching your breathe.

You couldn’t believe you had lost your virginity…finally

With Pierre of all people

But then the guilt started to settle.

But it wasn’t enough for you to tell him to move. You enjoyed the feeling of him twitching inside you

“Fuck….we’re gonna have a fun weekend” Pierre smirked

“Let’s shower, we’re so fucking sweaty” he said, still out of breath, before lifting you up and carrying you to the bathroom….

[thedirtygridd]

DOING ‘IT’ WITH DOOHAN…..MY FIRST F2 SMUT ;)

WARNINGS - 18+, strong sexual content

Summary- I have had a lot of requests to write about F2 drivers, so here is my first one with the hunk Jack Doohan. You are at the Australian Grand Prix, and find yourself with Jack on top of you during the f1 race….if you like muscle and abs then this smut is for you.

He pressed his weight down on top of you. You couldn’t believe what you had got yourself into.

You gripped onto his hard and muscly back as you felt him slide his hard cock inside your tight hole. He pushed it further and further inside, you met out of gasp in pleasure as he stretched you out

You both couldn’t help but release a “oh fuck” as he entered you

This was so wrong….You both had your own partners…:You were both cheating. But the temptation was too strong. All weekend you had been eyeing each other up, and now the cork had finally left the bottle.

He began thrusting into you harder and harder, the table he had you pressed down on began to squeak and creek under his motions

You couldn’t help but groan louder as he entered In and out of you. His warm tongue smothering your neck as he did it…

His thick hand covered your mouth briefly while he went “shhh someone might hear us”

He continued to thrust as you groaned into his hand. His grip got tighter and tighter the louder you groaned

Luckily, the sound of the cars was drowning out the noises you were making.

The Australian Grand Prix was actually going on as you fucked….but the sex was more important. This was too important to wait.

You felt his abs crush up and grind against your body as he worked on you. His body getting sweatier and sweatier with every thrust.

He was working hard. Just as hard as he had been working during the previous F2 race

His girlfriend was upstairs, in the paddock club watching the race at the time. Little did she know her precious boy was balls deep inside you….

Your hormones were now on overdrive. You felt so horny. So primal. You felt urges you had never felt before with this man. He was such a hunk..it was hard not to feel like you did

You began to squirt on his cock as he sucked and bit on your neck. You heard your juices splash out onto the hard floor as he continued to plough into you

You began to feel even hornier , every stroke made you feel better and better. It felt as though you were constantly in a state of orgasm…

“Oh fuck…” you couldn’t help but groan as he began to drip sweat onto you from his rock hard body. You could smell the slight musky smell he was giving off as he worked on top of you…the slight smell of his sweating armpits hitting your nose as he panted in your ear. It was hot.

You couldn’t help but feel you wanted even more of him…. You weren’t sure how this was even possible…he was already thrusting inside your hole, his tongue smothering saliva all over your neck , his sweat dripping all over your small body as he lay on top of you

You felt the urge for more though.

“Spit in my mouth Jack…” you groaned as you said it

His eyes stared deeply into yours for a moment. It took him by surprise.

“Spit in your mouth? Like…fully spit?” He questioned, almost seeming a bit confused, as though no other girl had asked him for this

“Yeah…do it” you gasped. You needed it. You wanted to taste him in ways others hadn’t. You wanted him to spit in your mouth.

He held himself above your face slightly, elevating himself up a bit more than before, while continuing to thrust his hard cock inside

You noticed him trying to build up spit in his mouth, spit that would soon been in your very own mouth….you couldn’t wait

“Ready?” Jack said while trying to keep the build up of saliva inside…

You opened your mouth and watched as he pouted his lips and used them to pour a thick, long, gooey string of spit out of his mouth. It was so long that it had entered your mouth before it had all left his. All the while he continued to fuck, never breaking his stride.

You collected all the spit and tasted it, it felt so warm and delicious. So primal and intimate. You instantly came on his cock once more.

“Fuck your dirty girl… let’s have more” he responded.

He leant down and began making out with you again. But this wasn’t normal making out. Your tongues were as far into each others mouths as possible. Saliva instantly building up and trading between each of your mouths.

“Don’t fucking swallow yet baby” he whispered as you continued to trade spit.

Neither of you swallowed. You just continued to build it up and up and up…until it became so much that as you kissed, it overflowed out of your mouths.

You used you hand to rub his jawline with the saliva as you kissed. The sharp feeling of his jaw, with the sticky and warm feeling of his saliva turned you on so much…not to mention his cock still hardening inside you.

“Don’t fucking swallow” he reminded you, as your mouth overflowed even more. Spit even dropped out of his mouth and onto you as he spoke.

Your hands, now completely smothered with spit, now moved down towards his abs, where you rubbed him up and down.

Abs had always been such a turn on for you. And you had never seen any like his.

As he fucked you, they ground up onto each other, like rocks. Your hands in the cracks between each ab as they crunched across one another. You used your wet hands to smother him and feel him as much as you could.

Jack pulled himself back over you and opened his mouth again. This time, a wave of spit splashed your face and body. He spread his fingers over your face and into your mouth, splashing some of the saliva that you had build up.

“Fucking nasty girl aren’t you?” He reminded you as he spread two of his fingers over your tongue and demanded you to “suck them”

You felt his fingers slide down your throat as he continued to fuck you

“Shit I’m close” he groaned

He pulled out of you and lay down on the table next to you

“Finish me off like a good girl” he demanded

You knelt up above him, sliding your hands over his abs once more and he tensed slightly to watch you in front of him

You grabbed his wet, hard cock with your hand and began jerking him off.

You slid you fingers over his tip as you stroked. You felt his cock getting harder and harder with every grip. You felt him tensing up more and more…until the tension was released.

You felt his warm, thick cum shoot out of his dick with hard throbs, splashing up onto his sculpted abs. He throbbed more and more…shooting a thick load all over himself.

You noticed his abs tensed up like you had never seen abs tense before. He looked like a god….and he bit his lip with pleasure.

Once he had finished, you couldn’t help but want more.

You crawled up onto him and started licking his cum covered abs. Your taste buds tingling to the warm, salty taste of his milk. Your fingers rubbing through the thick ribbons he had left on his hard body.

You collected it all in your mouth and moved up to his face

“What you doing now eh?” He asked. You noticed his forehead was all sweaty after working out on your body…

You gripped his jaw again. Taking him by surprise with how hard you had grabbed him.

“Open” you demanded

“What?” He chucked as he looked up into your eyes

You used both your hands to open his mouth, and then you spat his cum into his own mouth, before instantly making out with him again

The mix of his thick cum, and both of your saliva trading between your mouths as you lay on the table in alpine hospitality….

If this wasn’t what every future fuck would be like…then you weren’t interested.

His phone began to ring. He leant across to get it while he continued making out with you, cum kissing.

“Hey babe” he answered the phone. It was his girlfriend

“Yeah I won’t be … I won’t be long” he replied as cum dripped from the side of his mouth.

You could hear his girlfriend asking where he was while you licked up the cum from the side of his chin

“I won’t be long” he said before hanging up

“We won’t be long at all…” he said while a smerking at you.

He flipped you back up into the desk, your arse pointing in the air, before he slid inside you again. This time from behind.

“Oh fuck…yeah this won’t take long at all” he groaned as he slipped inside your tight hole again.

You continued to fuck for the remainder of the race.

You knew this would be the best Australian Grand Prix ever……..

[thedirtygridd]

Do you take any requests for any of the Formula 2 drivers?

Yes! I can do

[thedirtygridd]

Are the DIRTIES requests still open?

Lando needs a really hard fuck after a race maybe? thanks x

Dirty requests are ALWAYS open… this is the Dirty Grid after all!!

Keep the requests coming! :)

[thedirtygridd]

LANDO IN THE LOCKER ROOM…

WARNINGS - 18+, strong sexual content

Summary - you stumble across a half naked, sweaty, Lando Norris in the locker room….and things take a turn.

You opened the door and walked into the locker room accidentally….

“Oh shit I’m sorry!” You shouted, as you looked up and stood in front of a very sweaty Lando Norris

You honestly didn’t mean to walk into the men’s locker room, you had mistook the symbol on the door for a girl.

He stood there, chuckling to himself as you looked at him all red in the face. You didn’t get on with lando. You knew him from back at college, and he always irritated you. He was far too cocky for your liking.

He had just been doing an intense workout programme and boxercise, as part of his training for the season.

And you could tell he has been working hard. His muscly body glistened in the low light of the locker room. You noticed his sweat trickling down his forehead , on his thick neck, and all over the rest of his hard and muscly body. You couldn’t help but think, despite not liking the guy, that you were getting aroused at the sight of him.

His boxer shorts were all that he had on, they were bright yellow and very tight…it didn’t leave much to the imagination, his cock looked very big and his ass looked very perky, but you tried not to stare…

“Well hey” lando replied while smirking

“Will you help me?” He asked

You didn’t know what to say, you sighed slightly and took a step towards him when he added

“No wait…lock the door first”

So you did. You didn’t know why though. But….you did it, despite having always found him too cocky and ignorant. Maybe you were curious to see what he wanted from you?

You stood in front of him, finding it hard to look him in the eye as he giggled to himself

He stood in front of you and flexed his hard biceps and chest.

“What do you think?” He asked while he posed in front of you

“Err yeah…you look good” you said bluntly, hating the fact that inside you knew he looked seriously hot.

“Can I go now?” You asked while turning away

He held your shoulder to turn you back towards him.

“Just a quick feel…go on. I know you want to”

He held your hand and brought it up to his tensed bicep, and placed your hand there.

It felt even harder than you imagined. His muscly arm bulging and throbbing at your touch…you wondered what else might be throbbing….but then you quickly shut down that thought. “Remember! I don’t like this boy” you reminded yourself in your head.

“Go on, feel them both” he added

You placed both your hands on each of his biceps, slowly massaging them while trying to hide the fact that you were getting majorly turned on

“I bet your boyfriend doesn’t have these muscles does he?” Lando asked smugly

This was it for you. You huffed at him while dropping your hands off him.

“Shut up lando” you reacted. You tried to turn away again , but as you faced away from him, you felt his big hands cover your body. He slowly brought you towards him. Your back touching his bare chest

He leant towards your dad and whispered “I know you want it. Give in to your urges…I know how bad you want it”

He smothered his tongue up and across your neck , his warm saliva instantly covering your delicate skin. You heard him deeply breathing in your ear as he smothered his tongue over you

“You know you want to try a real man” he whispered before continuing wetting your neck. His hands covering your body.

This is when you gave in…

You went to kiss his lips , but he held you back to your surprise….

“Ah ah ah…” he said softly before adding “first….”

He pointed down towards his boxers

You lowered yourself down and knelt on the cold floor. You slowly pulled down his bright boxer shorts and grabbed his rock hard cock with your right hand. You began tugging on the length of him , you watched him groan and bite his lip as you did it. You felt his pre-cum already oozing out his hardening tip as you brushed your fingers over him

“Taste it like a good girl” he said

And you did. You slid your tongue up from his balls all the way up hi shaft to the tip, and then in it went.

Slowly sliding in and out of your mouth. The feeling of him pressing down on your taste buds. The feeling of his tip slowly getting further and further down your throat.

You felt his hips slowly twitching as you sucker him off. The twitches slowly became thrusts. And before you knew it, he was fully fucking your throat. Saliva and pre-cum all mixing in your mouth as he did it. Some even over flowing by this point.

He tasted so salty, maybe it was because he had just been working out…but it tasted so good

You could feel every throb of his cock as he slid in and out of your mouth. Every stroke it got harder and harder

“Hold still” he said before grabbing the back of your hair and pulling you as far onto his cock as he could.

It felt like he had pushed it all the way down your throat and into your stomach at this point…you gagged hard

Saliva uncontrollably spitting up onto his cock as he held himself in you

“Hold it….hold it” he added

“Mhm good girl….hold it” he continued

Saliva flowed out your mouth and splashed on the floor as he gagged you with his whole length. You heard the sheer volume of spit splash onto the floor and drip down your body as he held you on him

Your eyes watering, your mouth dripping. He eventually pulled you off, allowing a huge splat of spit to fall out your mouth

He was quick to catch it with his hand though. He used it to jerk himself off while staring at you while you caught your breathe.

“There’s a good girl” he said while smothering your own spit on his cock

“I’m not finished yet though…” he added

His then rubbed his spit covered hand all over your face, messing up your makeup - before sliding his cocoon between your tits

“Give me a tit job” he demanded.

You clasped his cock in between your tits and held them tightly squished together while rubbing up and down. Your squeezed them together as much as possible to give as much traction as you could for him to thrust on your spit covered tits

He was in immense pleasure. You felt his cock harden more and more….his eyes eventually closed and his whole body tensed up…

“F-F-uck!!!” He screamed

You felt his cock get unbelievably hard, as if it was getting ready to…

And then it did explode.

Thick, pulsating ribbons of warm cum shot out of his tip. The cum smothered all of your tits and neck while he continued to thrust. The feeling of his cock pulsing became uncontrollable - as if it was in a crazy spasm.

His cock eventually slowed down , and you looked down to see the biggest load splattered all over you…you had never seen anything like it

He cock dropped from in between your sticky tits.

He stood up, wiped some sweat from his forehead and began to get dressed.

You were still laying on the floor when he looked down at you and said “thanks for that. You better get cleaned up….don’t want your boyfriend finding out do we?”

He closed the locker door and headed out

You lay there , out of breathe and covered with landos cum…

[thedirtygridd]

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS - WITH CHARLES LECLERC, PIERRE GASLY….AND YOU. (part one)

WARNINGS - 18+, sexual content

Summary - This is based off a request I had. I have added a few parts though! You are dating Pierre Gasly, when you find out he continues to cheat on you…so you call your friend, Charles Leclerc around to your apartment to seek some comfort. And things take a dramatic turn…

The doorbell rang. You leaped over to open it, making sure nobody else was watching.

“Come in, Charles” you said as you opened the door for him

As he brushed through the door, a wave of aftershave hit you. He smelt so good. He wore a white shirt, with his top three buttons wiiiiide open. You were instantly aroused at the sight…and his beautiful scent.

You both sat down on the couch, next to the wide glass windows, offering a panoramic view of down below, from your penthouse apartment. Well, when you say “your” apartment, you mean your boyfriends apartment.

You were currently dating Pierre Gasly.

But it wasn’t as good as it may have sounded. And Charles knew this.

“So why did you call, what has happened this time?” He asked , sounding caring and concerned about you

“He’s at it again. He’s fucking at it again” you said, angrily.

You added “he’s out. He’s with another girl…no doubt getting absolutely pissed and fucking her after. He’s with a different girl every few weeks, Charles. The media know it, the other drivers know it. Even you know it. But I’m supposed to act like I don’t know. And somehow act all happy about this?”

“Ah- well….” Charles couldn’t finish fore you interrupted

“Does he talk about the other girls to you?” You asked

“Err yeah…sometimes. But I try not to listen, you know. Well, I think he’s a dickhead for it. You deserve a better guy” Charles responded

Your eyes caught Charles’ in a different way to normal. You both looked away awkwardly as you filled in the small awkward silence.

Charles then said “if I had a girl like you, I wouldn’t be sleeping around like Gasly is. Mate, he must be crazy”

Your eyes caught Charles’ once more. This time you stayed locked in on each other.

You both leant forwards and your lips touched.

You gently kissed Charles , amazed at how good he tasted, you felt his tongue slowly creep out of his mouth and into yours when you suddenly pulled away

“No. We can’t, Charles. He’ll be back in a minute and imagine what he would say” you spoke

Charles responded quickly and confidently while pulling you back to him. “To be honest…I couldn’t give a fuck”

He pulled you onto his lap and you kissed again. But this time, it was harder, it was more passionate. Your tongues sliding against each other. Spit dripping between each of your mouths.

You lifted your legs and straddled over Charles lap, both legs each side of him. You brushed your fingers over his jawline as your tongues locked in with each other

“Mhm….oh” Charles let out some deep groans as you kissed. His hands had made it to your ass, and had placed a firm grip on it.

Next, you ripped his shirt apart. The anticipation of seeing (and feeling) what was under that shirt got the best of you.

You heard his buttons fly across the room as you ripped it off him. He didn’t care tho. His hands only found their way into your pants , and his fingers began rubbing your already wet clit.

You pulled his shirt aside and instantly placed your hands on his hard, wide chest. Your fingers took in the feeling of this incredible man. You leant down , licked all down his neck, before arrived at his abs, where you taster and sucked on them for what seemed like only a few seconds.

Charles’ fingers left your pants and you heard him spit onto his fingers. The next minute, he has his hand back down in your pants, but now two of his fingers had entered you.

The feeling instantly made you grown. You licked on his neck as he gave you this immense pleasure. His fingers instantly finding your G-Spot as he carved his way inside you.

You salivated on his thick neck

He took his fingers out of you and sucked on them. He savoured the taste of you before kissing you passionately once again.

His hard cock had now slipped out his pants, and slipped inside you.

He held your ass and gently pushed you down on his cock as you rode on top of him

You felt his hard, throbbing cock penetrate you like no man had ever before. He pushed open your tight walls, almost like a battering ram would open an impenetrable door

He cock kept pushing into you. Deeper and deeper….the feeling stronger and stronger. Until he had positioned himself.

He then gripped your ass with his hands and levered you into a position where you could not only ride him, but he could also thrust into you at the same time

He went at a good pace. Not too fast…but not too slow.

He used all the inches he had for every stroke.

You instantly came.

You squirted on his cock and apologised for it at the same time, as you felt it splash out onto him

“Shit …. Errr I’m so-“

You couldn’t finish. He pressed his fingers on your lips and said

“Shhh baby. Don’t apologise, I fucking love it “

You continued to ride Leclerc. You had lost count of the orgasms

You used your hands to smother his hard abs and chest as you connected with each other. You were in heaven.

This is when the door slammed open. Pierre stumbled in, drunk as hell. You turned to look at the door as he stumbled into the living room. You noticed he had love bites all over his neck. His shirt was wide open and ripped , with lipstick marks all over it.

You stared at Pierre while you continued to take Charles’ cock.

“Go to bed Pierre. I know you’ve been fucking cheating on me. And you know what. I don’t fucking care anymore. “

“Mhm…” you groaned as Charles continued to plough his way inside you, this time he felt like he was getting harder with his thrusts. Almost as if he was showing Pierre how to fuck you good

“Charles what the fuck man?” Pierre shouted across the room

“What do you want Pierre?” Charles asked as he continued to fuck you.

“You clearly don’t want your girl do you?” He added. “So that’s why I’m fucking her. Maybe you could learn a thing or two ….”

Pierre stood and watched as Charles flipped you onto your back on the sofa. He rolled on top of you , gently spreading your legs, before pushing his way inside you again.

He went hard. He was sending Pierre a message. He groaned deeply in pleasure as he stretched out your tight walls. He bent your legs up as he managed to get deeper inside you.

You had lost count of your orgasms by now. They felt constant. Every thrust was unbelievable.

You placed your hands on Charles’ sweaty, muscular back as he pounded you. You tan your fingers down all the little indentations as his back muscles flexed and worked while he fucked your body.

You felt his body getting sweatier and sweatier as he did it.

Pierre continued to watch over you as Charles took you harder.

“Oh baby, I’m getting close” Charles groaned

“Charles don’t you fucking dare. You fucking crazy dick head !” Pierre shouted.

He was fuming as he screamed across the room. He stumbled towards you both, looking like he was about to hit Charles. But he was so drunk, he found it so hard to step in the right direction, and was tripping up all over the place.

“Where do you want it?” Charles asked over the noise of Pierre stumbling around, as he kissed you gently, while continuing to thrust into you

“In me” you responded.

You saw charles’ eyes light up.

He thrust faster and harder into you. You felt his cock hardening as he did so

“Mhm I’m gonna cum” Leclerc moaned. His tongue lipped his lips as he said it

You now felt like you had the hardest object in the world inside you. His dick hardened to an extreme level, before he released his thick, white, warm load inside you.

You felt it splash up against your tight walls. His warm milk filled you up completely.

By the time Charles had dumped his full load inside you, pierre was getting closer.

Charles slipped his cock slowly out of you , and took a step back to admire the sight of his cream pie.

His thick, white milk slowly leaked out of you and onto your thighs

By this point, Pierre had seen the cum of his best friend leaking out of you.

Charles approached Pierre on his way out. He didn’t take his shirt, he only put on his shorts again.

He tapped Pierre on the shoulder as he walked out. “Maybe you can help your girlfriend clean up after me, because I made a mess….”

Charles slowly left the apartment, blowing a kiss to you as he did.

You lay there giggling at the sight of Pierre looking so angry, still feeling Charles’ cum dripping out of you.

“Fuck, I’m gonna get that dickhead back for this….”

Pierre said while getting his phone out, almost as though he knew exactly who he was about to call…..

To be continued

[thedirtygridd]

[thedirtygridd]

SHARING IS CARING…AT THE DUTCH GRAND PRIX

WARNINGS - 18+ , strong sexual and dirty content

Summary - features Leclerc , Ocon and De Vries as they take what they want from you post race.

You had been in F1 hospitality all weekend. The Dutch Grand Prix. The rookie Nyck De Vries making his debut at his home Grand Prix. Amazingly, he managed to bring it home P3. P2 was Esteban Ocon and P1 was Charles Leclerc. An incredibly rare result!

You waited for them after the podium…they all walked in with their trophy and champagne bottles. All of them drenched with the alcohol, and also a mixture of their hard worked sweat. You noticed them all rub the sweaty champagne mixture through their thick hair as they perfected their hair style for you

“Oh hey you” Nyck shouted over

“Is he really talking to me?” You wondered. How was this possible?

“Boys how do you feel about this one?” He asked

Charles and Esteban looked you up and down before nodding “she’ll do nicely, bring her with us”

Nyck grabbed your hand “come on” he added

He led you across the paddock to his motor home. All 3 of the boys walked inside and brought you in behind them. They then locked the door….

You wondered what was going on, as Esteban told you to take a seat. The whole motor home was basically bare. Just a comfortable floor and a leather couch. You took a seat on the leather couch. The cold feeling on your bare legs as you sat down.

As you sat, all of the boys began taking off their race suits….they took off all of their clothes until they stood naked in front of you.

“We have a ritual you see…” Charles smirked as he spoke

“Whoever finishes on the podium….gets to fuck the girl they want” Nyck added

You noticed how their dicks were all starting to get harder. Nyck grabbed the champagne bottle and downed some of it. He drank it so fast and abruptly that most of it dripped down his neck and flowed down his body, making its own trail between his rock hard abs.

Esteban moved in and began making out with you. His tongue was eager, immediately exploring the inside of you mouth. He felt warm. You moved your hands around his upper back as you felt him slowly undressing you. His back felt slimy and sticky to touch. He felt warm, he felt sexy….

You felt Charles pull down your dress and remove your small panties. He threw them over to Nyck, who had now finished the entire bottle

Nyck caught your panties and pressed them up against his face. You noticed his eyes roll into the back of his face as he took in the scent of you. He was desperate for you…and that turned you on even more

But not as much as Charles’ tongue… which has now entered your wet pussy. You felt Esteban exploring the inside of your mouth with his tongue, while Charles was exploring the inside of something else….

“Ah fuck….agh” you groaned in pleasure

You could feel the bristles of Charles facial hair scratch you as he positioned himself as deep inside you as he could.

You were now completely naked, and being used by two sweaty drivers….

This is when Nyck decided to get involved.

“Lads….let’s do what we discussed. Let’s make this fucking filthy”

Esteban and Charles stepped back and they all positioned themselves above you, pointing their hard tips towards you.

“What you guys doin——“ before you could finish, you were splashed with warm fluid from every angle

You closed your eyes as it hit you. It took you by surprise….but a strangely good one….

They were all pissing on you

At first, you flinched away from it, but as it kept flowing, you began to take it all in. You smothered your tits as the warm liquid covered you. You used your hands to rub it all over your face, and through your hair. As though you were in the shower.

You fully washed yourself in their dirty piss

As they stopped, Nyck was first to pounce. He picked you up, still dripping in piss, and held you. You wrapped your hands around his muscly shoulders as he took you. His dick hard and thick, he fucked you as he held you up in the air. You felt his balls slap up onto you as he made his vigorous thrusts. You felt his shoulder and back muscles twitching as he rammed up inside of you.

You instantly came. You felt yourself squirt and this was confirmed by the sound of it splashing on the floor.

“My turn” Charles pushed in. He grabbed you from Nyck and slid his own cock inside your tight pussy. It must be said though…it wasn’t as tight as before…not after Nyck had stretched it out

Charles fucked you just as hard as Nyck had. His dick was a slightly different shape though, it curved upwards more inside you….constantly applying pressure to your G-spot. The tension built and built….

“Oh.ohhhhh…..Cha——“ and then before you could finish, the tension released. You felt like you were about to pass out. The pleasure of the orgasm this man was giving you, was like nothing you had ever experienced before. It continued….on and on…..

“Keep…..going….arghh” you told Charles and you dug your nails into his sweaty muscly back.

“I can’t go much longer without…” Charles warned you

“Keep going…….” You demanded, as your orgasm started to reach new heights.

“I I I need to pull…..” Charles warned again before you dug your nails even harder into him

“FUCKKK” you screamed in pleasure.

At the same time Charles shouted “shit I’m gonna…..”

And you felt him explode inside you. His warm milky fluid filling you up. The orgasm reaching its climax at the exact same time. He filled you up so full. You felt it leak out as he pulled away.

Next, Esteban had his turn. His dick smothered with Charles’ left over cum inside you as he began fucking you

You felt Charles’ cum sloshing around inside you as Esteban fucked you

It did not take long before Esteban pulled out. He moved further up your body and slid his throbbing dick in between your tits. You pressed your tights together as he thrust his cock in between. The noise of it sloshing in front of your face. You could tell he was getting close to his climax….his body twitching and sweating even more than before

This is when Nyck entered you again. Only this time….in your ass.

At first you were filled with pain as his dick stretched your very tight ass. But this was very quickly replaced by immense pleasure.

He fucked your hole hard. Stretching it out as much as he could

“Shit I’m gonna cum” Nyck complained.

“On my face I hope” you added

Just as you said it…Ocon released his very own load.

It smothered your cleavage and tits. Splashed up onto your neck also. He leant down and kissed you.

“Fuck thanks for that baby…I better kiss you now before Nyck covers you with his juice”

Esteban kissed your lips as he stood up and walked away

Nyck pulled out and started wanking off his cock in from of you.

“Get ready…” he added

The anticipation was killing you.

You wanted it.

You wanted to feel it.

You wanted to smell it.

You wanted to taste it.

And then there it was. His cock throbbed and released ribbons of his thick , warm cum.

Your tongue licked around the side of your mouth. A salty warm taste tingled your taste buds.

After he had dumped his load he retreated. His phone began to ring and he picked it up.

“Oh hey babe” he said as he answered

“Yes I’m still on for that date later…I can’t wait to see you. I love you” he added.

He was talking to his girlfriend!!

Little did she know you were lying there. Covered with his cum, also covered with Esteban’s, and filled with Leclercs.

“If only those girls knew what I just had done to me….” You wondered as you brushed your fingers through the cum.

[thedirtygridd]

PRE-SEASON TRAINING TURNS DIRTY WITH CARLANDO AND YOURSELF.

WARNINGS - 18+, strong sexual content. Lots of sweat.

Summary - You’re just gonna want to start reading when I say it has a LOT of sweaty Carlos Sainz and Lando Norris involved.

There he was. The man of your dreams. Running around the track, you noticed his sweat glistening off his olive skin. The sight of him made your mouth water. You wanted to feel every indentation of his muscles. You wanted to feel his sweat on your skin. You wanted to taste him.

He finished running around the athletic track. The small stadium was empty, and only Carlos, Lando and yourself were there. They had hired it out for the evening, for their pre season workout training.

Carlos had just finished doing 5K around the track, while lando was setting up to do some boxing training.

“Come over here and box with me carlos!” Lando shouted

You sat on the sidelines and watched, still admiring the view of the sweaty Spanish hunk.

You craved him.

They began boxing with each other. You heard landos boxing glove slap on the chest and Abs of Carlos. The sound almost sounding wet as he did it. You had never felt so jealous of a boxing glove…you wished that was you.

“Fuck it’s hot” lando complained, while stripping his own tshirt off.

You were taken by surprise at the sight of lando with no tshirt on. He was much, much musclier than you imagined. His body just as good as sainz’s. You immediately began to crave his body too.

As they boxed, you noticed their muscles tensing up - every punch exposing a different muscle in their arm, or chest.

Carlos’s abs looked incredible.

The boys both exchanged playful talk to one another.

Carlos mentioned “you’re such a pussy. Hit me harder”

Before lando added “haha! A pussy! At least I don’t actually have one”

“Oh yeah?” Carlos replied smugly before adding “then what’s this?”

His hand slid into his shorts and immediately whipped out a lengthy, girthy cock.

You stared in shock. Did Carlos really just whip out his length in front of both of us?

Lando was quick to respond. “Well look at this then”

He responded by taking out his own length.

They both glanced at one another, weighing each others cock sizes up

“I get a lot bigger when I’m hard” added lando. “I’m a grower for sure”

“That’s what they all say lando. I’m Latino. That’s Spanish for big fucking cock” replied Carlos while smirking

“Oh sure, I bet your girlfriend can’t even feel it when you’re balls deep inside her” lando responded

“Well my girlfriend is on the other side of the planet at the moment. But we could try with -“

They both stopped and turned to you. They have each other a nod of approval and then Carlos called you over.

“Hey, lando and I are just wondering, who’s bigger?” Carlos asked

You blushed. “Erm….well you’re both muscly!” You replied

Up close, Carlos looked even sweatier. You could see beads of sweat dribbling down his muscly chest and in between his abs.

“We don’t mean muscle. Although that could be another test for us” lando replied.

“Okay then how about this? We’ll both stand here and you can weigh up who is bigger and better with all parts of our body” Carlos said before adding “starting with our feet”

Carlos smirked as he pulled off his training shoes. Lando did the same.

They both stood there with their feet in front of you. At first glance they both looked as big as each other.

“You really want me to decide who has the bigger feet?” You asked

“Yeah, then we’ll do biceps and then….we’ll you’ll see” Carlos added

You took Carlos’s foot into your hand and placed it next to landos to try see the difference.

“Erm… you are both simil——“ before you could finish, Carlos started moving

“Fuck this …. Let’s play instead” he said

He pushed you onto the floor and immediately placed his foot onto your face. You didn’t know what to do. What was going on?

He smothered his sweaty, masculine foot all over your face. The smell almost hypnotic. He rubbed it all over you, while lando pulled down your dress and began licking you out.

What on earth was going on

“Suck them” Carlos replied. “There’s nothing better after a long workout”

You took his big feet with a hand and began licking them. You took his toes into your mouth when you realised you were actually enjoying it. The taste of his sweat, the smell of his scent. The feeling of his toes in your mouth , as lando licked you out.

It was disgusting. But because of that…it was deliciously sexy.

“Oh fuck yeah you enjoy that do you dirty girl?” Carlos asked as he continued to flex his toes In Your mouth.

“Here…taste these now” Carlos added

He leant down over you and placed his sweaty , hairy armpit in your mouth. His scent was overpowering. You felt your juices pour out of you as you took in his scent. You came all over landos pretty face, but he continued to lick you out while you worshipped the Spanish hunk.

Your face now a combination of sweaty feet and sweaty armpits. You had never ever experienced anything like this before.

“My turn now lando” Carlos shouted, while pulling lando away from you. Carlos was quick to get into position, laying down on top of you, allowing you to wrap your arms around him.

He slid his hard, throbbing cock inside your tight hole. He fucked you relentlessly.

You had never been treated so badly by a guy before (but in a sexy way). You felt dominated and you loved it. Your hands gripped onto his sweaty back as he fucked you.

In the meantime, just as you caught your breath. Lando slid his just as hard cock inside your ass. Both guys now fucking both of your holes.

You were completely filled up with rock hard meat.

It didn’t take long before you heard them both moan “we’re gonna cum”

And then just like that you felt a warm, gooey fluid shoot inside both your holes simultaneously. You noticed how hard Carlos’ abs became as he tensed while filling you up.

They both pulled out of you slowly. You felt the warm liquid ooze out as they retreated.

They both sat down beside you, out of breathe. The scene of Carlos’ sweat still on your face. A smell like nothing else.

“Fuck. Let’s do that again” Carlos said while getting back up on top of you.

[thedirtygridd]

WE’RE WAITING FOR MORE WRTINGGG😫😫😫😫

You only have to wait 1 more day ;)

Will release my next smut tomoz! And it’s a gooden….

[thedirtygridd]

Was anyone else sensing sexual tension between Gasly and the host of the Alpine launch???? Might have to write a cheeky smut about this ;)

[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…”