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F1 Edits
Summary: How the F1 drivers react to Y/N watching edits of a different driver
Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors.
A/N: Drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and Daniel Ricciardo
Charles Leclerc
Charles and Y/N were leaving an APM Monaco event, they are dressed up, Y/N had her makeup done very beautifully, Charles got his car from the valet, opened the door up for Y/N, closed it behind her, got in himself, and drove off.
When they made it to their apartment, Y/N and Charles were in the kitchen, Y/N was sitting at the table and opened up TikTok.
"Ma belle, you want something to eat? There is some leftover ravioli." Charles asked.
"Yeah, sounds good, babe.” Y/N said as she started scrolling on TikTok and landed on a Lando Norris edit to “Freak” by Doja Cat (@ am3vr)
"What are you watching, Mon coeur?” Charles asked, heating up the leftover ravioli in the microwave.
“Oh, just an edit, muñeco.” Y/N said, liking the edit.
"An edit of who, mon ange?” Charles asked, getting closer.
“Lando.” Y/N admitted. She was going to shut her phone off but Charles got the phone out of her hand. “Ay muñeco, don’t be like that.”
“I just have a question, babe, why are Lando Norris edits showing up on your fyp?” Charles asked.
"You know I like McLaren, they’re my second favorite team, I usually get funny moments of Lando but I must admit, I am not mad about getting this edit on my fyp. Can I get my phone back, muñeco?” Y/N asked pouting. The microwave dinged so Charles sighed before giving Y/N her phone back and took the food out of the microwave.
"I’m surprised you don’t get edits of me on your fyp.” Charles said, handing Y/N the plate of ravioli.
"Oh I do, but those edits get saved to a TikTok folder.” Y/N said and Charles smiled. “Oh, the other day Lando wanted to do a quadrant video where he tastes candy from (your parents’ country/countries), can i go to his apartment tomorrow?” Y/N asked.
“Absolutely not.” Charles said stone faced and Y/N laughed.
“I love you, muñeco.” Y/N said.
“I love you too.” Charles said, kissing her.
Lando Norris
Y/N was waiting in the car while Lando picks up their food order. She was listening to music when Lando opened the door.
“Okay, I got spring rolls, chicken wings with pork fried rice, chicken broccoli with white rice, and chicken and vegetables gyoza. Ready to go, sweet thing?” Lando asked.
“Yep, let’s go.” Y/N said. Lando kissed Y/N on the cheek before starting the car. Y/N was scrolling through TikTok and she landed on an edit of Carlos Sainz with the song Lockjaw by sir mix-a-lot (@ velosbalkan). She liked it and was rewatching for quite some time. Lando was curious.
“What are you watching, baby girl?” Lando asked.
“Just an edit, fresita, don’t worry about it.” Y/N said. Lando nodded to himself but as soon as there was a red light, he look over her shoulder to see the edit.
“Really, baby?” Lando asked chuckling, driving now that it’s a green light.
“What? What’s so wrong with appreciating your friend?” Y/N asked.
“Nothing, nothing at all, but Carlos?” Lando asked.
“Hey, I loved him before you joined F1.” Y/N said
“Okay, but when we go home, I’m gonna remind you who’s your boyfriend.” Lando said, smirking.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, babe.” Y/N said, smirking as well.
Logan Sargeant
Y/N and Logan were watching a movie on the apartment.
“You want more popcorn, babe?” Logan asked.
“Sure, mi vida.” Y/N said, kissing his cheek. Logan paused the movie to get popcorn and Y/N took the chance to scroll on TikTok and she found an edit of Lewis Hamilton to mayores by Becky G (@ lewisxamilton). Y/N was so enthralled by the edit that she didn’t hear Logan walk back to the couch until she felt his hand on her shoulder, scaring her and causing her to throw her phone in the air. “Don’t scare me like that.”
“Sorry, didn’t want to distract you from thirsting over Lewis Hamilton.” Logan said passing her the popcorn and sitting beside her.
“I wasn’t thirsting.” Y/N said.
“Babe, you were practically drooling.” Logan said,
“Was not.” Y/N said,
“Whatever, all I know was that I kept hearing the chorus to that song while I was pouring more popcorn in the bowl.” Logan said,
“I like the song. Plus, you already know I have a thing for older men, exhibit A, my obsession with Aaron Hotchner on criminal minds and Dean Winchester from Supernatural.” Y/N said.
“Yeah, but they’re fictional, you actually met Lewis.” Logan said.
“But I love you, baby. I love you so much, come on, let’s finish the movie.” Y/N said,
“Can you bake cupcakes for my birthday?” Logan asked.
“Of course, mi príncipe.” Y/N said, kissing him.
Oscar Piastri
Oscar was getting ready for bed while Y/N was already in bed, scrolling through TikTok.
"Darling, if you have trouble sleeping, I don't think TikTok is going to help." Oscar says, stepping into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
"Ugh, you sound like my father." Y/N groaned.
"I'm just saying." Oscar puts his hands up in surrender before brushig his teeth. Y/N was scrolling happily and she landed on a Daniel Ricciardo edit to Naughty Girl by Beyonce (@ russtapen). After hearing the same verse of the song multiple times, Oscar begins to question it. "What are you watching, sweetheart?" He said poking his head out of the bathroom, after spitting out.
"Just an edit, go brush your teeth, tiburoncin." Y/N said.
"An edit of who? Is it Spencer Reid again? Babe, he's not going to be in the new season of Criminal Minds, let it go." Oscar said, washing his hands.
"First of all, Matthew Gray Gubler is going to be in an episode of the new seaosn, thank you very much. And it is not an edit of him, its of Danny Ric." Y/N said.
"Danny Ric? Let me see." Oscar said, leaving the bathroom an getting on the bed, reaching for Y/N's phone.
"Fine, don't tease." Y/N said, letting Oscar take her phone. Oscar watched the edit in silence.
"The edit os not bad actually, do you watch edits of me?" Oscar asked.
"Of course i do. I even repost some to make the fangirls go crazy." Y/N admitted and that made Oscar laugh.
"Okay, now its time to go to sleep." Oscar said.
"Goodnight, baby." Y/N said, Oscar kissed Y/N and they went to sleep.
Lewis Hamilton
Y/N and Lewis were in his home gym, doing cardio.
"Bombón, I can't do it anymore, i need a break." Y/N said, slowing down her treadmill.
"Come on, love, i just don't want you to be 'hot girl fit', cardio is good for you." Lewis said.
"Never say 'hot girl fit' ever again, please. I do pilates, and you know my favorite kind of cardio to do, and its not running." Y/N said.
"We will do that kind of cardio later tonight, but i still need to run so I am ready for ferrari." Lewis said.
"Whatever you say, bombón." Y/N said, getting off her treadmill to sit on a weight bench and scroll on TikTok. Lewis didn't mind and then Y/N landed on a very good Charles Leclerc edit to the song PORNSTAR by Nessa Barrett (@ 16chleclerc).
"What are you watching, darling?" Lewis asked.
"A Charles Leclerc edit." Y/N answered truthfully. Lewis stopped his treadmill. "Oye, why did you stop? You still have 5 mintues on the timer." Y/N reminded him.
"You're watching an edit of my future teammate?" Lewis asked, getting a towel to wipe the sweat off his face.
"It just appeared on my feed. Not mad about it, I can see why people say his face card doesn't decline." Y/N said.
"What?" Lewis asked, confused by the phrase.
"I'm saying that i see why people fawn over him, saying he is so fine, oh my gosh, you know what hot girl fit is but not a face card?" Y/N asked.
"Just for that comment, you are not going to the Ferrari garage with me." Lewis said.
"Oh thats not fair, I really want to go." Y/N said pouting. It took Lewis 45 seconds to give in.
"Fine, but you are not meeting Charles, I don't want him to take you away from me." Lewis commented.
"Oh please, Charles has a girlfriend and he's just a boy, you, however, are a man, and i need a man." Y/N said, Lewis smirked and kissed her roughly.
"Alright, time to do your favorite type of cardio, you deserve it." Lewis said.
Carlos Sainz
Y/N was playing with Carlos and his dog.
"Chulito, I'm gonna head inside, I'm getting cold." Y/N said.
"That's fine, princesa, abrigate bien, okay?" Carlos said before kissing Y/N and she walked inside. She put on Carlos's Ferrari hoodie and sat on the couch to scroll on TikTok. He landed on an edit of Oscar Piastri to ride or die pt. 2 by Sevdaliza, Tokischa, and Villano Antillano (@ am3vr). Y/N didn't notice Carlos come in until Piñón jumoed on the couch to sit next to her.
"What were you watching, princesa?" Carlos asked.
"An edit." Y/N said.
"Of me or of someone else?" Carlos asked, he sees Y/N look away. "Now you have to tell me, querida."
"it's of Oscar." Y/N said.
"Oscar? Seriously, Oscar? I would have been fine if you said Lando." Carlos said.
"Well this creator also makes Lando edits if that makes you feel better. It's not even Oscar that is attractive, it more like the song choice plus certain clips she chooses. You know you're my chulito precioso, I love you." Y/N said.
"I love you too, hermosa. You want to go get burgers?" Carlos asked.
"Sure, let me change." Y/N said, getting up but Carlos stopped her.
"Nope, I like you wearing my hoodie, that way everyone will know you're with me." Carlos said.
"Everyone already does." Y/N said, they kissed and left Piñón at home."
Max Verstappen
Max was sim racing while Y/N was scrolling on TikTok with Jimmy and Sassy on his bed.
"Are you sure you don't mind me on the simulator?" Max asked.
"Guapetón, i assure you I am fine. This is your job, you’re good.” Y/N said. Max smiled at the nickname and continued gaming. After awhile, Max paused the simulator enough to hear a song playing from Y/N’s phone. She was watching an edit of Logan Sargeant to Kiss Me by Sixpence (@ chzrro).
“What are you watching, schatje?” Max asked.
“An Logan Sargeant edit, I’m watching him on Indy Car by the way.” Y/N said,
“You’re not gonna watch F1 anymore?” Max asked.
“Of course I’m still going to watch F1 but I miss Logan. He was the only American, he deserved to finish the season.” Y/N said,
“Let me see the edit.” Max said and Y/N passed him the phone. “This is cute, maybe when I retire, there’ll be edits of me like this.” Max said,
“You bet your ass there’ll be edits of you. You, my darling, are very loved.” Y/N said, wrapped her hands over his chest to kiss his cheek.
Daniel Ricciardo
Daniel and Y/N were in a country bar with a mechanical bull.
“You think I can ride it?” Daniel asked.
“You were the honorary American in F1, you could totally ride it and stay on.” Y/N said,
“Record me?” Daniel asked.
“I got you, go.” Y/N said. She took Daniel’s phone to record him on the bull, he stayed on the whole time, he gets off and Y/N cheered. “Ese es mi vaquero!” Daniel approached the table.
“You want another beer? I Can get us some wings too.” Daniel suggested.
“Sounds good, cariño.” Y/N and Daniel kissed before he went to the bar to order food and drinks. Y/N scrolled on TikTok while she waited and landed on a Max Verstappen edit to ride or die pt. 2 by Sevdaliza, Tokischa, and Villano Antillano (@ enszns). Daniel approached from behind and saw the edit.
“Baby, why are you watching an edit of Max?” Daniel asked. Y/N jumped and Daniel laughed.
“That’s not funny, honey.” Y/N said. Daniel put the food and beer on the table. “It just appeared on my feed.”
“Mm, you were watching that edit a little too long.” Daniel said, sitting down.
“The song is catchy, and yeah the edit is good, I can appreciate Max’s looks, sue me.” Y/N said. Daniel laughed.
“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything about it.” Daniel said, there was a paused. “So what other edits of drivers have you seen?” Daniel asked in a teasing tone.
“Shut up.” Y/N lightly pushed him and he laughed louder.
The End
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Do you think you can do a Daniel Ricardo imagine
Where YN is a country singer and I don't know maybe all of the drivers gets invited to a country CMT in Texas and do you think you can make yn inspired by Lainey Wilson if you haven't listened to any of her music I highly recommend you to listen to some yeah that's it and I love the Carlos and MMA imagine it was beautiful and adorable and I loved it so yeah I hope you can do something with this one XOXO🇲🇽🫶🥰
Hi! Thank you so much for liking the Carlos x MMA imagine, you are actually my number 1 requester 🫶🏽 When you say "y/n inspired by Lainey Wilson", I studied her personality. I have watched her performances, listened to some of her music, and watched an interview. But Becky G will always be in my moodboards/headers because she is my idol. You could obviously picture Lainey Wilson if you want. Sorry it took SOOOO long
Country Love
Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Country Singer! Reader
Summary: With the Austin Grand Prix being held on the same weekend as the CMT Music Awards, the drivers were invited to the award show, especially because of Daniel's affinity for country music.
Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors, inaccuracies about the CMT Music Awards and country music in general.
A/N: I saw the video of Lainey Wilson singing "The Best of Both Worlds" on YouTube and i LOVED it!! Like girly impersonated Hannah Montana when she was younger so the fact she sung a Hannah song in front of Miley Cyrus herself is just iconic. Also, Becky G being in the moodboard literally means nothing, its still YOU.
Weeks before the Austin Grand Prix, the F1 drivers received calls about attending the CMT Music Awards. The drivers were all excited to have gotten invited to the award show, especially Daniel Ricciardo in particular since he loves country music so much. What’s even better is that VCARB team principal, Laurent Mekies, invited country singer, Y/N L/N, who just so happens to be Daniel’s favorite country singer, to their garage, but thats a surprise.
Daniel walked into the paddock talking to Yuki and Max about how insane and unreasonable the FIA are being when Daniel spotted Y/N walking side by side with her manager. He has completely checked out of the conversation until Yuki punched his arm.
"Ow, Yuki, what the fuck was that for?" Daniel asked, rubbing his arm.
"You weren't paying attention to us! What's up with that?" Yuki asked.
"Sorry, mate, bui just saw Y/N, as in THE Y/N." Daniel said, turning his head to try and spot her again but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Was she wearing a cowgirl hat or something?" Max asked, chuckling. Daniel looked back at him.
"Of course not, don't be ridiculous. She was wearing a baseball cap though. Do you think she's a guest of Ferrari or Mercedes? You know what, maybe she's McLaren's guest, Lando likes country music too." Daniel said. "Damn, they're so lucky they will get to meet her."
"Didn't know you were such a fanboy, Danny." Yuki said, causing both him and Max to laugh.
"She is a talented artist, you know. Can't believe she's here and i won't be able to talk to her until the award show. And thats IF i see her." Daniel said.
"Stop pouting, mate. We have two hours until the race, maybe you'll see her. I gotta head back to RedBull." Max said, patting both men on the back before walking away.
"We should head to our hospitality too." Yuki said and Daniel nodded, following him into VCARB where Y/N had her back turned, talking to Laurent and Daniel's eyes practically bulge out of his head. "Wow, its like watching a cartoon." Yuki comments, looking between Daniel and Y/N.
Laurent and Y/N stop talking and she turns around to face Daniel. Daniel straightens up to make a good impression, or at least try to. Laurent leads Y/N to his two drivers. Daniel was the first one to speak up.
"I'm Daniel Ricciardo, it is so nice to meet you." Daniel said, reaching for Y/N's hand to shake it.
"It's nice to meet you too, Daniel. I'm.." Y/N started.
"You're Y/N L/N, you won the Grammy for best country album, well deserved, by the way, Bell Bottom Country and Whirlwind has been on replay since i landed in Texas." Daniel said and that shocked Y/N.
"Nice job scaring the poor girl." Yuki commented.
"Wow, thank you so much, Daniel. I never would have thought that an F1 driver would be such a big fan of my music." Y/N said.
"I'm Yuki Tsunoda, by the way, if it matters." Yuki spoke up, looking in between Y/N and Daniel.
"Its nice to meet you Yuki. Will you be going to the CMT Awards too?" Y/N askd.
"I won't, actually. But Daniel is very excited for the award show." Yuki said, patting Daniel on the back.
"Can't wait to see you there. I'll let you two get back to whatever it is drivers do." Y/N said, leaving them. Daniel watched her leave and Yuki had to wave his hand in front of his face.
"Laurent, i think he's broken!" Yuki yelled and that snapped Daniel out of his trance.
"I am not broken. Lets go over the plans." Daniel said.
The Grand Prix finished and Daniel wasted no timw to go to his hotel room and change into something more presentable for the CMT Awards. Leaving his room, he spotted Lando already in the lobby with Max.
"Am i early or late?" Daniel asked.
"Early, but so are we. Heard that your celebrity crush was in the paddock." Lando said.
"Yes! She is so beautiful in person." Daniel commented.
"He was staring at her while we were talking. If it was a cartoon, he would be drooling with big hearts for eyes." Max said.
"Haha, lets go, I want to see if i can talk to Y/N some more on the red carpet." Daniel said.
When they arrived, the paparazzi was asking for photos and it was all good until Daniel found out he was taking photos next to Y/N so like the gentleman he was, he waited until Y/N noticed him.
"Oh my god, Daniel, you're here!" Y/N exclaimed before hugging Daniel, he hugged her back. "You guys must be Max and Lando, it was a great race, really."
"Thank you, I'm a fan of your music. My favorite song from your new album is definitely 'Call A Cowboy', you're very talented." Lando said.
"Thank you so much. We should all take a photo togther!" Y/N said
"Great idea! You should stand next to Daniel and then Lando and I will be on each side." Max suggest. Y/N nods and Daniel has his arm around Y/N's waist. While taking the poictre, Daniel leaned down to Y/N's ear to whisper.
"Would you be interested in going out with me tomorrow night?" Daniel asked. Y/N looked up at him, smiled, and then asked him to lean down so she could whisper.
"I'd love to. You feel like waiting for me so we could get Wendy's after?" Y/N asked and Daniel immediately nodded. After the photo ops, they walked into the theater. "DM me on instagram and I'll give you my phone number later." Y/N said closer to Daniel and pulled away to adress the other F1 drivers that came later. "Hope you guys enjoy my performance." Y/N left.
"Danny, are you okay?" Oscar asked
"God bless Texas." Daniel said before they walked in to take their seats.
The End
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Just A Bunch of Hocus Pocus
Summary: What i believe your couples costume would be with the F1 Drivers
Warning: spelling and grammatical errors
A/N: Drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and the newest addition of Daniel Ricciardo. Most of the costumes were my idea but when i was stumped, i used Chat GPT
Charles Leclerc: Since Charles loves Harry Potter, i believe you two would dress up as Harry and Ginny or dress up in Hogwarts "uniforms" in general with the robe, tie, and scarf of your house. Maybe you guys would be Lightning McQueen and Sally because you sent him so many memes comparing him to Lightning McQueen. I also see you guys being Mr. and Mrs. Smith because who wouldn't want to see Charles in a suit?
Lando Norris: You two would dress up as Spider-Man and MJ/Gwen Stacy, depending on which movie or character you prefer. Han Solo and Princess Leia are also on the table, along with Mario and Princess Peach, that way you and the whole Quadrant crew can dress up as character from Super Mario Bros.
Logan Sargeant: You and the American Boy will dress up as Captain America and Peggy Carter, no question about it. Also, you two could dress up as an athlete and a cheerleader since he is, as Alex puts it, so painfully American. But to make it even better, you guys would go as Nathan and Haley from One Tree Hill OR Troy and Gabriella because whats more American than High School Musical?
Oscar Piastri: You two would be Tinkerbell and Terrence after making him watch all the movies with you. Iron Man and Pepper Potts if he wanted to go the superhero route like Logan. But he would also agree to doing a group costume with your friends and going as Numbah 3 and 4 from Codename: Kids Next Door which was one of your favorite cartoons from when you were younger, mainly because Numbah 4 is Australian as well.
Lewis Hamilton: I believe you guys would go as Michael Jackson and Britney Spears from that live performance with the green sparkling dress OR the event photo where Michael was wearing a red shirt and Britney had the leather newsboy cap since Lewis is very fashion forward. The Mad Hatter and Alice is another good one because of how elaborate the Mad Hatter suits are, it would be perfect for Lewis. Also because of your (my) obsession with Criminal Minds, you guys could go as Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia because who wouldn't want to be his baby girl?
Carlos Sainz: El Matador, el matador!! You guys would go as el Zorro and Elena and would look so cute! Another is Jack Sparrow and Angelica Teach (Puss in Boots and Kitty Softpaws if you guys want to be a little silly). However, Carlos would absolutely lose it if you guys went as Seth Gecko and Santanico Pandemonium from the movie From Dusk Til Dawn.
Max Verstappen: After you find out that Max hasn't seen the Halloween MASTERPIECE that is Hocus Pocus, you make him watch it with you and you guys dress up as Winifred Sanderson (or Sarah) and Billy Butcherson. You would also dress up as Richard Gere and Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman. I can also imagine you guys going as Hiccup and Astrid from How To Train Your Dragon so Max would be able to dress his cats as your respective dragons
Daniel Ricciardo: Hands down you guys will dress up as Woody and Bo Peep because the man LOVES to dress up as a cowboy. Barbie and Ken in their cowboy outfits is also a choice for your guys' costumes. I think he would love the idea of him being a cowboy and you as a saloon girl like in Westworld
The End
Formula 1 Masterlist
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Jenson Button
Pierre Gasly
Lewis Hamilton
Liam Lawson
Charles Leclerc
Lando Norris
Oscar Piastri
Kimi Raikkonen
Daniel Ricciardo
George Russell
Carlos Sainz Jr.
Mick Schumacher
Logan Sergeant
Lance Stroll
Yuki Tsunoda
Mark Webber
Toto Wolff
Max Verstappen
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Helloooo
I wanted to request a danny ric smut where he sleeps with his best friend?👀
9 months later.... and its finally done. I am so sorry that it took me forever to fulfill this request. I mentioned it in the a/n, but i'm currently in college and my schedule is really hectic right now. so thank you for your patience with me lolll. here you go:
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summary: what could happen when you involve jealousy, a crush, and alcohol?
pairing: daniel ricciardo x best friend!fem!reader
explicit content warning!
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Y/n’s Point of View:
Yellow. Summer. Wide smiles. Optimism. Hope. Bikes. Oversized clothing. tattoos.
All innocent things that remind me of Daniel. I was there when he drove those little electric cars around our neighborhood. I was also there when he eventually traded that little car in for a kart. I was raised around his high-energy, adrenaline-filled, and smile-filled childhood. I lived through a long-distance friendship when he moved to a different continent. I joined and followed him around the world on his hunt for a world title. I will always be there to support him 100% and that will not change anytime soon.
Midnight. Clubs. Hands. Wine. Toned. Choking. Scarlet Red. Candles.
All sinful things I have associated with Daniel. I remember when Daniel first lost his virginity. He was so eager to share the details of that night with me. We laughed until our bodies screamed for oxygen and talked about how he could improve his “performance” for next time. I didn’t feel any emotion but happiness for him at that moment, but now 17 years later, the slight notion of him hooking up with someone lights my body in jealousy. My mind betrayed my head as I imagined what Daniel is like in bed. Is he sweet and caring? Rough and daunting? Kinky and adventurous? I can’t help but envy those who have seen him euphoric in pleasure. lost in another world yearning with a pure need for more. Animalistic with the need to cum.
I apply a thin layer of clear lip gloss before spraying setting spray and using a fan to dry my face after I finish my makeup. Stepping back, I admire my body in the black skin-tight and sheer dress I am wearing. I am hoping to maybe bring someone back to my place tonight seeing as it’s been a month since I’ve gotten laid. I grab a pair of black mules before heading downstairs to slip them on and head out to the club.
I enter the club and allow my eyes to adjust to the darkness and strobing lights. I walk toward the VIP section and meet the looks of half of the grid. Once I arrive at the gate, Daniel unlocks it and offers his hand for me to grab to make sure I don’t slip. Once I get settled into a seat he leans down to my ear before whispering “You look great tonight.” A slight shiver goes down my spine and I stop myself from showing him how much he was affecting me. God if only he was mine…
I turn my head towards him and offer a smile before shooting back “Thanks. You don’t look too bad yourself.” He laughs before grabbing one of the shot glasses off the tray sitting on the table in front of us, and offering it up to me. I take it from his hand as he reaches for another, we clink the small glasses together before we throw them back. I struggle to get it down for a few seconds, but I manage to slide it down before I spit it back up.
Somewhere between another shot and a glass of red wine, I end up with some guy named Jake on the dance floor. His hands roam my body before settling on my hips as some weird club mix plays in the background. About 2 songs later, I look toward VIP to see if Daniel and some mutual friends were still there and I make eye contact with him. His look intensifies as I grind my ass back into Jake. I feel what I can only assume is little Jake.
I flip my body around, throwing my arms around his neck before leaning my lips towards his mouth. Time doesn’t seem to pass as I continue to make out with him on the middle of the dance floor. Moments pass before my body begins to crave oxygen and I stop kissing Jake. A thin line of spit connecting our lips before I feel someone staring at me. I begin to separate my body from Jake’s and look towards the VIP section once again.
Daniel's eyes bore into me. Is he angry? I move away from Jake and try to walk back to my friends when Jake grabs my wrist.
“You are breathtaking.” He says while throwing me a shy smile. I return his gesture before responding.
“Thank you.” I continue to walk, allowing his hand around my wrist to slip. I make it back to where I was sitting and allowed Daniel’s hand to fall upon my thigh. He leans his head against my ear before whispering into my ear.
“Was he a good kisser?”
“Are you jealous, Dan?” His hand strokes up and down my thigh while his hot breath hits my ear. I want him.
Daniel’s hand trails higher up my thigh while he seductively whispers, “No. You’ve always been mine”. I need him. He grips my thigh a little harder than I expect and pulls a small whimper out. He places a small kiss under my ear before pulling back slightly.
“Prove it.”
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As soon as we enter my apartment Daniel pushes my body against the door while he kisses down my throat. Little sighs leave my mouth as he begins to suck marks into the area below my neck pulling moans out of me. My hands grip onto his shoulder before sliding down to the front of his button-down shirt. I try to unbutton the shirt before getting frustrated and just pulling the shirt apart, ripping the button off the shirt.
Daniel gasps before grabbing my hand and pulling me towards my bedroom, pushing me against the nearest wall. He grips my throat leaving me gasping for breath as he leans down to place a kiss against my pliant lips. “You’re just so eager aren’t you? You just couldn’t wait could you?” He questions into the air before guiding and pushing me onto the bed while still controlling my oxygen.
“Please Danny Please” I beg between little gasps of breath. He begins to rid my body of the mini black dress. I kick my heels off and reach for Daniel. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my hands into his hair. Our lips meet again before I yank on his hair, he gasps and I take this moment to shove my tongue into his mouth, controlling the pace of the kiss. He begins to grind his hips into mine and I moan into his mouth.
We break apart and I allow my eyes to travel down his body before he flips my body over. Daniel takes the opportunity to trail kisses down my spine before stopping right before my ass. I feel his large hand pull at the band of my underwear before he lets it go and snaps at my waist. A small groan leaves my throat as he tugs them down and discards them with the pile of our clothes. I feel him grip my ass before pulling them apart and for a moment, I struggle to breath. It’s only when he decides to flick his tongue against my hole does a moan escape my parted lips and steal my breath away.
“Dan,” I moan. “Please. I need more.” Daniel just gives a brief “mmhh” before sliding his tongue over my asshole down to my clit. He flicks his tongue against it before placing his whole mouth on it and sucks. My arms tremble and my legs shake as I feel the inevitable orgasm coming closer and closer. “More,” I whine. Daniel doesn’t hesitate to follow instructions as he sucks harder and lets his tongue lap at my clit. I let out even more moans and I am so close to coming when Daniel stops.
“What are you doing? I was so close,” I say. I wanted to scream and cry.
“Awww. Don’t worry, baby. You’ll come on my cock.” he responds. I hear Daniel unzipping his jeans and coming near my body again. He places his hands on my upper back and pushes down. I let my body follow the guidance of his hands. My chest pressed completely to the bed while my ass is pointed upwards. He traces around my pussy with his index finger, teases around my clit and hole before pushing in. Daniel slowly fingers me with his index finger before adding his middle. The way they are sliding against my walls is driving me crazy.
“Daniel please. Fuck me,” I beg while pushing my ass against his hand. The sharp slap on the lef cheek of my ass shuts me up quickly. Moments later, he adds a third finger and now I can really feel the stretch. He struggles to fit it in and applies more pressure which has me rolling my eyes back.
“Listen to you begging for my cock. Hmm? You want it so bad don’t you,” Daniel teases while continuing fucking his fingers in and out. He pulls his fingers out my pussy and joins me on the bed. He lines his body up with mine and I feel his cock bounce against my leg briefly. Oh god. He is hugeeeee.
As I internally freak out, the tip of his cock brushes up and against my pussy. “Fuck, that feels so good. More,” I moan out. Daniel presses the tip against my hole and wowwwww his cock stretches me out even more as he slowly pushes into me. Once I feel his hips press against my ass, I tighten my pussy around his cock and lose my mind at the groans he lets out. He presses his head against my back while speaking to me.
“You are going to kill me,” Daniel mumbles out before sitting up again and pulling his entire cock out of me before rapidly thursting into me. I barely have time to breathe as my face is pushed into the mattress and he goes crazy. Moan after moan is heard in the room between his gasps of breath.
“I am about to come,” I shout as Daniel's pace begins to lose its pattern. He removes his hands from my head and his fingers begin to swipe over my clit and bring me over the finish line. He doesn’t stop though, he continues to fuck me through the orgasm and into the point of oversensitivity. Tears begin to fall as I beg Daniel to slow down. He paints my walls white as he comes in my pussy and I clench rythmically on his cock. I groan and turn my head to the right to let out a few deep breaths. He leans his head down and places a few chaste kisses against my lips before he begins to slowly slide out of me. Once out, I collapse my lower half against the bed and roll over onto my back.
I look up at Daniel and he has this kind of shy smile covering his face. I let out a small chuckle. How does a man who has just given me the best orgasm ever seem so reserved right after the fact? He joins me on the bed, pulling me onto his body slightly and pulling my comforter over us. His hand rubs up and down my back as the comfortable silence fills the room and washes over us.
Daniel breaks the silence as he says “Dinner. Tomorrow night?”
“Of course,” I respond as I trace small shapes on his chest. “It’s always been you. You know that right?”
“No, I didn’t, but I want to,” He says slowly before turning his head towards me and locking eyes. I give him a small smile and leave my head up for another kiss. His large hand rests on my cheek as he leads the kiss. I lean my forehead against his, sharing the oxygen trapped between us. I enjoy this moment before removing my head from his and laying my head against my pillow.
a/n: so I am giving this another try lol. i am trying to find time to for this blog since i am now in college and my schedule is really busy. - sinner
p.s. - if there is an errors please let me know. i do not have beta reader
F1 masterlist 🌶️🌶️
Charles Leclerc:
Charles x Vasseur!Daughter smut. - Part 2
Charles x Schumacher!Daughter OC. - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4
Carlos Sainz Jr:
Carlos x CelebReporter part 1. - part 2 - part 3 - part 4
Daniel Ricciardo:
Daniel x HornerDaughter! Reader - smut - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 - part 10 - part 11
Daniel Ricciardo x Reader Spice
Lewis Hamilton:
Lewis X Reader - Smut - sex on an F1 car
Max Verstappen:
Max x HornerDaughter! Reader Headcannons. Max x CelebEx! Reader - Angst. - part 2
Sebastian Vettel:
Sebastian x RedBull Design Engineer OC. - part 2.
Formula 1 grid x Reader
Platonic!F1grid x Reader
So I’ve had this idea for quite some time, I’m new to all of this so bare with me (I’m still practicing)
These fake chats are actual conversations I’ve had with my friends (slightly altered to fit better)
So please enjoy 😅
The speeding cam pt.1
Nerd shit
The Speeding cam pt.2
the eras - masterlist
Twenty two stories inspired by the lyrics from all Taylor Swift albums.
drivers: mv1, dr3, ln4, sv5, pg10, fa14, cl16, aa23, eo31, lh44, ms47, cs55, gr63, op81.
note/warnings: english is not my native language, so there will probably be some spellings mistakes, even though i will try to have as least as possible. Also, you can request from any of drivers above with whatever songs you want that has not been asigned to a driver, if the song is followed by three dots then you can leave a request for that song. Please read the specific warnings for each story as there will probably be some angst and some topics you may not be comfortable reading :)
PS: I will also be posting other stories and social media Au's and if you want to request for any other song for taylor or any type of Au/imagine freely do so. :)
If you want to get tagged on the next stories just leave a comment and I will do it
Teardrops on my Guitar | pg10
They had been friends for years, her always yearning for him to look at her like she did just once but he never did and she wishes that the girl he loves can adore him like she does.
Tim Mcgraw | ...
"And i was right there beside him all summer long. And then the time i woke up to find that summer gone"
Superstar | ms47 (2.4k words)
Where two young kids fall in love but the world one of them is involved in seems to be against their happiness.
The Way I Loved You | ... & ...
"And he says, you look beautiful tonight, and I feel perfectly fine. But i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain"
Enchanted | cs55
At one of those fancy parties they met, those where she had to be introduced to everybody with a shaking hand or a nod. But she left with a tingling sensation and the need to know more about him.
Back to December | dr3 (soon to be made a series)
She knew that if she could go back in time she would re do everything a do it right this time. But she can't and now she only has those memories left.
Begin Again | pg10 (2.0k words)
All the love she ever knew was one that hurted and burned but at a Parisian coffe shop on a wednesday she realized that maybe that was not all that love had to offer.
Stay, Stay, Stay | mv1 (requested)
"Before you, I'd only dated self-indulgent takers, who took all of their problems out on me, but ypu carry my groceries and now I'm always laughing"
You Are in Love | ln4
Best friends, that's what they called each other, even with the dances and pictures in offices they still called each other that. But a drunk call on a late night might change everything.
Wildest Dreams | sv5 (requested)
"You'll see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night, burning it down. Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories. Follow you around"
How You Get The Girl | ln4 (requested)
After months of back and forths and unofficial relationships he finds himself infront of her house completely soaked but with the intention to work things out
Style | ...
"And when we go crushing down, we come back every time, 'cause we never go out of time"
New Years Day | lh44 (requested)
"Don't read the last page, but I stay when it's hard, or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes I want your midnights, but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day"
Gorgeous | ms47
He can't quite understand what he's done to her as she seems to despise him so much, if he only knew the reason why.
I Think He Knows | ln4 (requested)
"Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh We can follow the sparks, I'll drive. So where we gonna go? I whisper in the dark. Where we gonna go? I think he knows"
Cornelia Street | lh44 (requested)
"Windows swung right open, autumn air Jacket 'round my shoulders is yours We bless the rains on Cornelia Street Memorize the creaks in the floor"
The Lakes | sv5
When the world seems to haunt them they find themselves looking for each other on the toughest times
Mirrorball | mv1
Where he tries to do everything to please everybody but when he's with her he can be his true self.
Gold Rush | cl16
Her mind can't understand why everybody is so infatuated by the Charles Leclerc until she finds her heart fluttering when he's around and can not explain it.
Ivy | lh44
Where she finds herself in the claws of a love less relationship and even knowing it's wrong she goes to seek comfort and love in the arms of another
Midnight Rain | ...
"My boy was a montage, a slow-motion, love potion. Jumping off things in the ocean I broke his heart 'cause he was nice"
Maroon | cs55
The rise and fall of a short but, oh, so, ardent relationship, between two strangers who one night met and became more than that.
♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡ ♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡
Silverstone All-Nighter
pairing: Lewis Hamilton, Lando Norris, Ollie Bearman, Pierre Gasly, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, Oscar Piastri x fem!reader
summary: After race in Silverstone, Lewis decided to show his generosity by letting you comfort his colleagues.
word count: 5.3k
warning: 18+ only, smut, nsfw, rough sex, humiliation, group sex, P in V sex, anal sex, oral (M&F receiving), dirty talk objectification, BDSM, dom/sub, force orgasm, multi orgasm, If you feel uncomfortable, please exit promptly.
notes: writing this really drained me. But I truly enjoyed it. I hope you like it too :) English is not my native language and I am exhausted, so feel free to correct me!
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It’s been a tough night for all the drivers except Lewis Hamilton.
George Russell started on pole and retired due to a water system failure; McLaren could have pitted with both cars but chose to put a driver out there to take the loss, and could have used a new medium but change the used soft, a race that proved that McLaren is not yet ready to fight for the WCC; Red Bull had a perfect strategy, Max had a stable mindset, but the car was poorly today, while Ferrari as usual should have jailed the strategy team; Pierre got a 50 place penalty, starting from China GP, resulting in a DNS.
Lewis Hamilton led you into an exclusive club — you were his personal paid companion, ready for any of his reasonable or unreasonable demands, anytime and anywhere.
“I love how you do anything for money. ”Straightforward and simple, this is why the world champion loved you. “But tonight, you can’t just be my whore.” As the home race winner who had won it all, he was willing to offer his colleagues some comfort.
You had no room to refuse; you would not meet anyone as generous as him, and for now, you didn’t need any drugs or equipment to get him aroused.
“I also like that you only pay in cash, Mr. Hamilton.” You skillfully unfastened your lingerie, removed your panties and shoes, and folded them neatly aside, leaving only a plus 44 T-shirt on your body.
“Mr. Hamilton?” He questioned the way you address him. You had many endearments for him, daddy, Lew, sir, but Mr. Hamilton he hadn’t heard from you yet.
“I thought it suited the situation.”
You liked to leave all morality behind, the pure deal of money and desire collision. You sat on his lap, one hand hooked around his neck, one hand stroking his cock that was starting to get aroused-just the size your throat is used to, “Give me a kiss.” You stuck out your tongue, “Before I suck your coworkers’ cocks.”
Lewis cupped your face — he kissed you roughly, a menacing soft grunt escaping his throat from time to time, his cock rising between your nimble and erotic fingers, you tortured the open and closed head briskly, trying to probe with the tip of your index finger every now and then, he liked that best of all, and he came extra fiercely every time.
Too bad he was just an appetizer for you tonight.
The booth slowly filled up.
“Lewis!” Lewis didn’t respond to his biggest rival today. He let go of your tongue, panting heavily, his pleasure audible, his cum splattering, and you heard a few f-words from other young boys.
Lewis patted your lower back, and you got up, displaying yourself to your new targets — you had no doubt some are still virgins, like that boy Ollie Bearman who could’t even look at you directly, while others are already winked at you, like Lando Norris and Pierre Gasly.
“You’ll need this, I brought her, enjoy, just one rule, don’t break her.” Lewis grabbed a handful of condoms out of his pocket, “Guys, I don‘t mean to offend, but if anyone has something contagious, better speak up now.”
Nobody cared about Lewis’s words; they were all captivated by you, almost every one of them blurted out a few “fucks”upon seeing you. These boys shared a unique bond; your role here is evident.
“boys, I’m Y/N, you can ask me for anything tonight.” You waved, Lewis's cum still on your hand. For Silverstone, he abstained for a while, and so did these drivers.
“Don’t be shy, tonight’s safe word is 'sunflower' — everyone gets a chance to breed in me.”
“But you can ignore that — she‘s never used a safe word.” Lewis hugged you from behind, squeezing your chest under the T-shirt, “What are you waiting for?”
“This is too much, I don’t wanna be part of it.” Ollie refused, he was so shy that his whole face flushed red, Lewis laughed, “Y/N, go give little Ollie a kiss and show him how good you are.”
”No... please…” Ollie pleaded with the older drivers, “Charles! Charles! Lando!”
Lando shook his head with a look of amusement, while Charles took on the role of a senior, his words sounding very convincing, “This will relieve your stress, it‘s very effective, don’t be afraid, Ollie, be a man.”
“Just take it as your signing gift, baby bear.” You lightly bit his lips, massaged his hair, patiently explored his mouth, curling his tongue and sucking. When Ollie’s tongue finally flicked out, you pulled away from his lips.
You squatted down and took his cock in your mouth, using the lips that just kissed him — this could be considered a kiss of sorts. The boy was bigger than you imagined, and his size was a challenge for you. Adapting took time, your throat spasmed uncomfortably, gradually being stretched open by his growing dick. You used your tongue, moving back and forth.
Ollie’s moans were more pleasant than Lewis’s. The boy didn’t yet know how to control his desires, his moans soft and tender. You heard Lewis’s voice — “I need to get a drink before joining you guys, seeing you all so downcast is making me limp.”
“Watch this first.” Another voice, with a distinct French accent, said, “Bet 200 pounds that our little boy will finish in five minutes.”
“Oh... Pierre, don’t say things like that...” Ollie could barely speak a complete sentence because your tongue was swirling around his most sensitive spot, he couldn’t control his thrusts.
You slowly swallowed his precum, the tight pressure nearly made the boy come in your mouth. You caressed his strong thighs to help him relax, but he only trembled more.
“Two more hundred pounds, Y/N, three minutes.” Lewis whistled at you.
“Don't do this... Y/N... Ah…” Ollie begged for your mercy, he lowered his head, looking down at you pleadingly. You gaze up at him, your eyes filled with desire.
All this, just to make this boy a laughingstock among the 20 drivers in 2025. To be honest, you really wanted to do this, but considering that he kept his dick very clean, you were inclined to be kind, and slowed down the stimulation, gave him five minutes of heaven.
“Whore,” Lewis laughed, seeing through your intentions. If he couldn’t, it would be a waste of fucking you so many times. You didn’t answer but flipped him off.
Ollie was well endowed, though not as well as Lewis. Even though he was gentle, your throat still hurt. After five minutes, his virgin cum came in your mouth — if there is such a thing.
The boy was left whimpering, and you opened your mouth to show him the fluids.
“Can I swallow it, baby bear?” you asked, cum dripping from the corner of your mouth. “No... spit it out. You don’t want to do that,”Ollie said, holding your face. You smiled and made a swallowing motion.
“Oops.”you shrugged. “You’re wrong, I just wanted to do that.”
By the time you got up, Lewis was already gone. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. “Boys, I need a bigger couch.”
“In the next room,”Max replied, his erection pressing against his pants.
“My legs are numb,” you said, holding out your hand to Ollie. He looked at you deeply, as if he knew your intentions were unchangeable, and carried you into the next room.
“You seem to like our little boy?” This question came from George.
You answered him bluntly, “I like money, sex, vacations, and penthouse in London. Lewis pays my bills, so right now I also like your anger... Don’t make that face, babyboy.”You comforted a slightly disappointed Ollie. “Even if you didn’t give me anything, l’d still enjoy sucking your cock because you’re so cute. When you grow up and I get tired of Lewis, you can take me.”
“Don’t favor little Ollie too much. you need to tell us who tastes best in the grid,”Pierre said, gripping your chin. “Or we’ll be unhappy, Mademoiselle.”
“Of course, Frenchman.” You flashed a sly smile. “I’m just good at being a slut.”
The couch in the next room wasn’t particularly large — Max was on top of you. He had been irritated by your Plus 44 shirt for a while. He ripped your shirt open, buried his head in your tits, and bit them. You hold onto his shoulders and spread your legs to welcome him — he had a lot of anger to release into your body.
“Max, Wait a minute.”
“You better have a good reason, Lando.” It’s deadly for any man to be interrupted before entering, and the Dutch driver is no exception. You looked at the man curiously, did he want to be the first?
“You’re like a bull charging at everyone, my friend.” Lando tugged your ankle, and the petals protecting your tender hole are soon spread. All eyes are on the middle of your legs.
“She’s not wet yet.” His fingertip lightly slid over your entrance and teased your clit, finding almost no wetness. “The fun will be much less.”
“Don’t listen to him. You pump in, and I’ll be your syrup fountain,” you retorted nonchalantly. “The night is short; time waits for no man.”
“We should try to make Y/N more comfortable.”Ollie’s face was on fire; he hasn’t learned how to please a woman yet. “Lando, do something.”
Max unwillingly got off the bed, and placed his fully erect dick in your hand, which you started to stroke as he wishes. The impression you had left earlier with Lewis was still lingering. As Lando climbed on, you put your legs over his shoulders, ready for him to awaken your desire.
"How pitiful.” His breath brushed against your plump pussy, his fake sympathy became surreal. “Not even a bit wet.” The pressed petals are spread again, revealing the delicate clit.
“Y/N, how many times do you think I’ll make you cum?”Lando’s thumb skillfully rubbed the edge of your clit, made you start to gasp under his teasing.
The Birmingham boy distracted you, so when your hands were busy with Max and George, you couldn’t focus on Pierre. You refused to give him a blowjob. “Baby, help the boy out, and I’ll give you a special treat.” The finger on your clit turned into a tongue, and the sudden stimulation made you shiver. Lando’s beard tickled your inner thigh, Pierre touched your lips, and brought Ollie for you. The boy didn’t know how to please you and can only watch stiffly from the side.
“Do it like this.” It was the first time Pierre has acted acting like such a helpful older driver, and he found it novel. He cupped your tits and grabbed a nipple, hard and erect like a berry. Ollie imitated him, licked gently with his tongue, while Pierre alternated between sucking and occasionally biting you.
You heard a few shocked French curses — these boys were easily surprised. Skillfully, you pumped Max until he came on your shoulder, then pulled Ollie’s hair with your cum-covered hand, forcing him to be rougher with you. The tease from your clit intensified, sending electric pleasure through your body and making you moan loudly.
Your stomach twitched as you became completely wet, and you sticked out your tongue slightly. As you screamed with orgasm, George came in your palm.
“Bloody hell”, he grasped your wrist, “How can you scream like that?”
“Lewis taught me well,” you panted, “Your turn, baby.”You patted Pierre’s shoulder. “I want to taste you.”
“I didn’t teach her that,” Lewis returned, but from your position, you couldn’t see where he is.
“Do I get no reward?” Lando smeared your juices on your stomach. You looked into his puppy-dog eyes and smiled, giving no answer but took Pierre’s dick into your mouth. Lando understood your hint and didn’t rush to be the first.
The first one willing to fuck you was Carlos, while the impatient ones used your hand, you did your best to make Daniel and Charles feel welcome.
Your tits belonged entirely to Ollie; he gradually mastered some skills, probing for the pressure you liked. You opened your mouth wider to fit Pierre’s thrusts; his rhythm almost threatened to deep into your oesophagus. You also surprised him with a sharp pain with your teeth. Pierre came in the depths of your throat; you unexpectedly swallowed some of it but spat out more.
Insane was the only word that could describe what happened next. Your pussy was clamping his hard dick repeatedly, Carlos’s every thrust made you shiver as the tip was mashed into your cervix and his balls swung forward to strike your clit. Your combined juices ran down his shaft and dripped onto the couch below.
Perhaps tortured by Ferrari, Carlos ran out his strength after the first time he finished, almost rolled off you. You blew him a kiss, then got your legs completely open by the second guy who fuck you — Charles, you liked the rings on his hands and he was wearing a condom, you liked him even more.
“Charles, I want you from behind.” You winked at him, and he fulfilled your position request. Flipped you over into a kneeling position, gripped your waist firmly — easy for him, and you probably had your hands free to squeeze up your kneaded and inflamed tits so Ollie could thrust in, but you didn’t have time to explain.
Daniel wanted you to suck his dick, and he’d seen how Pierre enjoys it, as if part of his soul had been sucked into your throat.
Norris helped Bearman find his place — when this seemingly innocuous phrase took on a deeper meaning, it was enough to show how depraved the scene was.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lewis jerking off towards you — he had plenty of time to fuck you from morning to night, so he wasn’t in a hurry to fight.
And behind you Charles had already spreading your pussy open viciously, so the rear-entry position naturally penetrated deeper and hit your sensitive spots correctly. The bittersweet feeling rippled along your nerves, you felt your cervix open wide from being fucked, and the juice rushed out anxiously with the lubricant on the condom, stirring up white foam. You’ve forgotten how to move your tongue.
"Charles, you’re too hard — her tongue is frozen!” Daniel pulled out of your mouth dissatisfiedly, the curly hair man’s thick dick wrapped in your spit, the moment it left you your voice drifted out, “Yes.... god, i’m dying…”
As Ollie surrendered in your tits, you let Daniel take the young boy’s place, because you couldn’t control your mouth.
“Fuck, I want to record the sound of her moaning as my alarm clock. ” Pierre searched everywhere for his phone, “Lewis, where did you get this girl?”
“No comment.” Lewis walked up to you, one hand stroking his cock, and one hand into your mouth, pinching out his tongue with his index and middle fingers and playing with it, “Little slut is going to get off isn’t she?”
“Yes, Lew, daddy… yes…” You responded joyfully, let him move in and out of your mouth, then raised your head to wait for Charles to bring you to a second orgasm. You were so sore from his thrusts, and the fluids seeped all the way up to the crack of your butt.
“Who am I?” Daniel grabbed you by the hair, his dick vigorously moving in and out between your tits. You glared at him with annoyance due to the pain in your scalp. Lewis released your tongue, allowing you to respond.
“You’re not a world champion anyway.”
Daniel’s frustrated sigh came from above your head, followed by the mocking laughter of other drivers. His cum dripped onto your lower stomach. You stood up and faced Charles, “Wanna be dirtier?” You pinned the much stronger man to the couch.
“Are you going to just watch or join us?” You turned your head and asked Lando, who holds up a handful of colorful condoms — some of which you were pretty sure Lewis did not bring, “What flavor do you like, kitten? ”
“Cherry.” You sat down quickly, and Charles filled you fully again. The couch shook a bit, Lando — you heard the sound of him rip open the condom wrapper.
He spread apart your buttocks, “Has Lewis touched here?” You shook to rub against his hand, “Lewis has touched everywhere you can see, outside and inside — unless you go in deeper.”
A thick penis squeezed through the narrow asshole, which was not prepared for sex. However, Lewis took good care of you, you have never bled from anal sex. Of course, you’ve never taken two men at the same time — Lando pressed your hands behind your back, began to fuck you from behind, and Charles pushed up in silent agreement. They were both fucking her deep and hard, slapping their pelvises into you. Back and forth and up and down, two strange pleasures intertwined and made you fascinated. Your cries became sweeter and more intense, and the lascivious sounds of water and impact were endless in your ears.
“Who makes you feel better, Y/N?” Lewis lifted your chin, “Front or back?”
“I am curious too — who gets deeper? me or Lewis?” Lando and Charles both started thrusting hard into you at the same time, instead of alternating like the men were doing before. You gasped pitifully and sweetly, and the inner wall tightened in waves. You couldn’t support yourself and fell on Charles’s chest. His broad hand touched your hair, but the next second Lando grabbed your hair and forced you to lift your head. “You must answer when I ask you a question.”
You couldn’t respond; you twisted like a fish out of water, your face flushed with a lack of oxygen. The air got hotter due to the competitive tension between the boys, and you were the center of the molten lava.
After another orgasm, Charles left you, Ferrari and McLaren had never been so in sync — Lando also climaxed, his whole body straining, the rough groans in his throat incredibly sexy but the thing deeply thrust into your back hole was even more so. “i never want to leave, Lewis, name your price.”
“Not for sale.”Lewis shook his head, “Come on, Lando, there are people waiting.”
“You’re clamping tight, girl.” Lando tied the used condom in a knot, “I regret fucking you with a condom.”He switched the track, and plunged into your reclaimed pussy while the rested drivers took his place, all the while you had George’s cock in your mouth, and because of your “daddy finger me please”, he chose to give you something thicker than a finger.
Lando tended to your clit, he dipped into your juices and repeatedly pinched and toyed with that little thing, you came in his hands more times than you can count. You didn’t know how many orgasms you’ve had, not to mention the fact that he was tirelessly fucking you at the same time. Three orgasms erupted together in your clit, your g-spot and your ass. Meanwhile, he pressed his fingertips against the topening of the urethra between the lips of your flower while his dick moved in and out of you without a moment’s pause.
“Hey, my little slut is crying.”
“More than that, Lewis, she pissed all over me.”Lando, however, had no intention of blaming you, after all, he was responsible for the current situation, you squirted wetly all over his thighs, waist and the small half of the couch, mixing with the cum that oozed out of him when he pulled out, dripping and lewd to the point of obscenity, and it looked like he was enjoying the scene, as you sinked into the bone-deep pleasure.
George cummed, and made you squirt once with his finger before plunging into your pussy for a sprint that belonged to the pole driver.
There were more and more condoms used on the floor and there were drivers who didn’t like to use them, like Daniel who waited for a few rounds, he and Max pinned you in the middle one after the other, fierce in heat, your pussy was unconscious from the way he was fucking it and Max was even more ferocious than he was, you had a feeling that the lower part of your body was going to becrushed alive by them.
“Didn’t we fuck you hard enough, Y/N? How come you didn’t squirt?” Daniel asked you, “Or did you have to have one in your mouth to cum, huh?”
You were so sweaty that your throat hurt from moaning, but even then they didn’t let you off the hook, insisting that you had squirt for them, but you were so drained you couldn’t even bring yourself to ask for water.
“Use this.” Lando handed over the fascia gun — drivers always had unexpected goodies - “put it on her clit.”
“No... don’t do that, daddy please! please…” your begging for mercy didn’t help, the more scared you were, the more they wanted to see the effects of the thing.
“I used to tie Y/N to a chair and play with her with a vibrator, it was so good, she couldn’t even remember her name when it was on the highest gear.”
“Good girl, squirt once for me and Max.” Daniel pressed your resisting hands back behind your back, Max pressed the head of the fascia gun against your clit and pressed the switch. You wriggled wildly, the thing was as intense as any vibrator sensation you’d ever experienced, your body contracted and unfolded, “Hold her down Daniel...not bad oooh!” They still had no intention of moving away and you struggle in desperation, uncontrollable tears and drool dripping onto Max’s chest.
“Dirty girl.” Max grinned and rotated the force in his hand, you shuddered until the most stable couch rattled, “How about the highest setting?”
White light rose before your eyes as thin water gushing out in waves along the rim of the head of the fascia gun, he removed that from his hand and an stream of water shoot Max in the cheek. he got what he wants, cum from the intense constriction squeezed inside the canal, he hold his breath and erupts for almost a dozen seconds while Daniel is pinned down by you, barely able to move.
“Relax.” He leaved a palm print on your hip, the shock waved traveling to your mound, and with a dying scream you squirted again without warning, rolling your eyes up like a cramp as your consciousness begins to blur and your soul seems to flow out with it.
“Eh, she passed out.”
“First time getting high like that, I guess.”
When you regained consciousness, you saw a boy you hadn’t seen before. Oscar he seemed to have kept to himself.
The anger of the other drivers was well and truly vented, for the little boy there was nothing but comfort, after all the team’s strategy tendencies were unchangeable.
“You’ll only regret not pit for a week, but you’ll regret not getting on me for the rest of your life.”You reached out to him, maybe an embrace can help him come out for a moment, “Baby boy, you are breaking my heart with your sad face.”
Oscar Piastri fucked you on a chair brought in by who knows, he held your nipples like a little wolf. after the orgasm from hell just now, your clit was numb and tingling, the lips of your flower were swollen and engorged, your pussy was soft, the pain was nearly equal to the pleasure.
You wrapped your arms around Oscar’s waist, trying to let him slow down, but the boy obviously got the wrong idea, and pushed harder. He finished his anger into your body — After Oscar it was Ollie, although he was the youngest, what he had underneath is not the smallest. If he had he been a few years older, he probably would have been able to fuck the living daylights out of you.
Thanks to the work of the senior drivers, he smoothly inserted himself in and even wore a condom — you tenderly caressed the boy’s face, feeling his gentle move. At this moment, Lewis, who hadn’t touched you for almost the entire night, walked over and said, “Open your mouth, Y/N, press down your tongue.”
You wrapped around him skillfully — one Lewis likes to have you suck him in his car, when he is done for the day and needed fifteen to twenty minutes of relaxation, your throat already got used to him.
He was not gentle and you used your teeth, you’ve swallowed too much cum today so you spit Lewis’ out. Ollie was not finished yet but you were almost dehydrated — you were sweating and squirting a lot.
Something was brought to your mouth, and you instinctively sucked it in, swirling it with your tongue before being surprised with an “Hmm”— it was a plastic straw.
“Hydration time,” Lando said with a laugh in your ear, holding a can of beer as you gulped it down like someone parched for a long time. “Eh... Y/N, slow down, no one’s going to take it from you. Slow down.”
Now hydrated, your throat was no longer so dry.
“My sweet boy... kiss me if you want to...”
Ollie kissed your lips, and you were connecting up and down in a marvelous way — he learned how to fuck, but wasn’t good at kissing yet, and that wasn’t good.
“If she gets pregnant, we won’t even know whose it is.”
“English seed and French seed are quite easy to distinguish.”
These words stimulated the little boy, and you could feel his pulsation inside you. He encircled your ribs and neck, and the incredibly soft inner wall clenched to him. Every hidden seam was expanded and dilated, and lube dripped down your thighs. they’d all came round on you, and it could be considered a Silverstone miracle of the night that you’d lasted as long as you did and still be conscious.
“Y/N... Y/N...” Ollie moaned your name, and you rubbed the back of his head, nudging his shoulders to push him off of you — why is it so easy for little boys to get emotional during sex?
“Boys, who wants a second round?”
You lazily waved your hand, not knowing who left the kiss marks on the inside of your arm. The purple-red marks were extremely eye-catching under the dim yellow light. Your two holes haven’t closed tonight, like the creamy filling in a sandwich cookie, soft and squishy.
They were no longer satisfied with simple sex, but cover your eyes with clothes, made you guess who was fucking you. Said the name allowed you to switch to the next person. For you, that was a game with no rewards, only “punishment”, however, as time passed, rewards and punishments became blurred.
“Babe... Babe... who the hell are you?” You didn’t know how many people it was been, your pussy was hot and tingling, the flesh was ripe and soft, and the man on top of you reminded you of who he was with a kiss, which could be considered to be helping you to cheat, and his whiskers tickled your neck as you purposely yell out the wrong name.
“Lewis, Lew, fuck me,” you wrapped your arms around Lando’s waist, acting especially enthusiastic, the laughters around you burrowing into your eardrums, and you guessed that Lewis wasn’t happy about it. You could just imagine the sexy look on his face when he was annoyed.
“I’m dying, baby, let me go...”
“Want me to fuck you a little longer then?” Your exaggerated yelling failed to dazzled him, you heard a pleasant chuckle as Lando ripped your hand away and placed it on his face, you felt his sweat, and gushing breath, the veins in his neck feel as if they’re about to burst, his chest was covered in your spit and sweat — even you were about to melt into a puddle of syrup and just attached yourself to him until the end of the world.
“Lewis… Oh… Lewis…” you lifted your aching waist to meet it, a sweet and sour tingle came from your mating place, while you didn’t want to let him go, your legs clamped around his lean, tight waist, rose and fell with his thrusts.
“How many times have you cummed, Y/N?” So many times — that was a really difficult question — “Oh fuck…” You were pulled back to reality by Lando’s sudden speeded up, your eyes turning from dark to colorful.
“Your clothes are wet from crying, Y/N, do you want to end this game?” He touched your face and pulled out of you, slipping out with some of his cum, your pussy couldn’t close for a moment so they oozed out.
“No.” You decided to do your best to make the game more enjoyable — sometimes you said the wrong name on purpose, sometimes you screamed the boy’s name just before they cummed, their hurting huffing sound more like a reward to you.
Then your game leveled up: while one of the boys fucking you, one signed his name on you, and you had to guess who it is. It was insane — these boys write like they were chased by mad dogs, made it impossible to guess.
The writing on the back and chest were recognizable, something written on your thighs — you were sure it was not a fucking name, more sounds of pen caps being pulled out — they all had markers with them, damn good habit. They snatched at your bare skins, you started to worry about the body lotion you were gonna need tomorrow.
By the time everything ended, it was already 5:00 AM the next day. If you didn’t leave soon, the sun and paparazzi from the Sun would both arrive. You were utterly exhausted, covered in kisses masks, ignatures, phone numbers, and even some home addresses, which you found somewhat amusing.
“Can you still walk?” Lewis asked, looking at you with some concern, though his face appeared nonchalant. You shook your head, not wanting to look at him or speak. He scooped you up in his arms, and you fell asleep deeply in his embrace.
He placed you in the hotel’s Jacuzzi, just as he always did after you finished. He wanted to wash off those phone numbers, and you could tell — jealous type.
When you woke up, it was already 7PM. Lewis was gone, as he always was when you finished. Next to your bed were a new dress and new underwear, in your exact size. The bed was covered in fresh cash, exuding an alluring scent of money. Some bills even scattered on the carpet — new iPhone, a Tiffany box and a Birkin bag you had your eye on were beckoning you.
“I love you, Lew.”
You nibbled on the cold pancakes and coffee from the tray beside your bed, sitting amid the pile of money, reminiscing about the previous night.
Something came to your mind, and you lifted your hair, taking a photo of the back of your neck. There was a string of phone numbers and a signature there, written in fine marker near your hairline. Lewis hadn’t noticed it; it had luckily remained.
“Smart guy,” you praised, saving the number in your new phone.