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mark me yours - OSCAR PIASTRI

pairing : oscar piastri x gf!reader

summary : biting has weirdly always been a part of y/n's love language, what happens when she bites oscar where he's a little bit more than just sensitive?

warnings/notes : swearing, smut, unprotected sex (please use protection!), sub!oscar, creampie, biting, marking kink, hickies, oral (m!receiving), edging, handjob, praise kink,degrading kink, name calling, begging, humiliation kink, cum play, multiple orgasms, slight dacryphilia, use of "good boy"

word count : 3.0k

a/n : i have a thing for submissive men i fear (this is so self indulgent)

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Y/n and Oscar were playfighting on the living room floor, laughing and giggling as they tumbled around. Suddenly, Y/n leaned in and planted a small, innocent bite on Oscar's neck. However, she had unknowingly found a sensitive spot, causing him to let out a sharp gasp.

Startled by his reaction, Y/n pulled back, her eyes wide with concern. "Oh my god, are you okay?" she asked, her voice filled with worry.

Oscar, still reeling from the unexpected sensation, couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "Yeah, I'm fine," he managed to say, his voice slightly strained. "It just felt really intense for a moment there."

Y/n bit her lip, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Really? Well, maybe we should explore that a little more," she suggested, leaning in once again.

She grinned, enjoying the effect she was having on Oscar. She continued to suck and nibble on his neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive spot with each bite. Oscar's breathing grew heavier, and he couldn't help but let out a whimper as she bit down harder.

"Jesus fuck, are you a vampire or something?" he gasped, trying to mask the pleasure he was feeling. His body trembled slightly, and he could feel his heart racing in his chest.

Y/n chuckled, her hot breath tickling his skin. "Maybe I am," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "Or maybe you're just sensitive."

She continued her assault on his neck, alternating between gentle kisses and sharp bites. Each time she found that sensitive spot, Oscar couldn't help but moan, his body responding to her touch in ways he hadn't expected.

Y/n's fingers deftly worked at the hem of Oscar's hoodie, pulling it up and over his head. She tossed it aside, revealing his toned chest and abs. Her eyes roamed over his body, taking in every inch of exposed skin.

"Mmm, look at you," she purred, her hands trailing down his chest. "So strong and sexy."

Oscar shivered at her touch, his muscles tensing as her fingers explored his body. He couldn't believe how turned on he was getting from something so simple.

Y/n leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "I wonder what other sensitive spots I can find on you," she whispered, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine.

Her hands continued their exploration, moving lower and lower until they reached the waistband of his jeans. With a swift motion, she unbuttoned them and slid her hand inside, palming his growing erection through his boxers.

Y/n guided Oscar to the couch, her hands firmly grasping his hips. Once he was seated, she knelt down in front of him, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his boxers. Slowly, she pulled them down, revealing his hard, throbbing member.

"Oh, looks like someone's excited," she teased, her eyes locked onto his manhood. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, giving it a few gentle strokes.

Oscar let out a low groan, his head falling back against the couch cushions. He couldn't believe how good her touch felt, and he was already aching for more.

Y/n leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head, tasting the salty pre-cum that had gathered there. Then, she took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft as she began to bob her head up and down.

Oscar's moans and whines grew louder as Y/n's skilled mouth worked on his throbbing member. She pulled away for a moment, leaving him panting and desperate for more.

"Look at you, so needy and desperate," she taunted, her hand continuing to stroke his shaft. "You're like a bitch in heat, aren't you?"

Oscar couldn't even form a coherent response, his mind clouded with lust and desire. He could only nod and whimper, his hips bucking into her hand as she continued to tease him.

Y/n smirked, enjoying the power she held over him. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Beg for it," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "Beg for me to take you back into my mouth."

Oscar's heart raced at her words, his body trembling with anticipation. "Please," he begged, his voice hoarse with desire. "Please, I need you. I need your mouth on me."

Y/n's hand slowed to a torturous pace, her fingers barely grazing Oscar's sensitive skin. She could feel him squirming beneath her touch, his desperation growing with each passing second.

"Please, Y/n," he begged, his voice cracking with need. "I can't take it anymore. I need you so badly."

She chuckled, her breath hot against his skin. "What was that? I didn't quite catch that."

Oscar's hips bucked upwards, seeking more friction. "Please, I'm begging you. Take me into your mouth again. I need to feel your lips around me. I'll do anything, just please don't stop."

Y/n's eyes gleamed with satisfaction at his desperate pleas. She loved seeing him so worked up, so completely at her mercy. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip of his cock.

"Since you asked so nicely," she purred, before taking him back into her mouth, her lips sealing around his shaft as she began to bob her head once more.

As Y/n's lips and tongue worked their magic, Oscar couldn't hold back the loud, slutty moans that escaped his lips. The sound of his own voice, so desperate and needy, only served to heighten his arousal.

Y/n smiled against his cock, feeling it twitch in response to his moans. She planted soft kisses along the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft, her lips trailing up and down its length.

Oscar covered his face with his hands, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he tried to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck, Y/n," he gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "I'm gonna cum. Oh god, you're gonna make me cum."

Y/n picked up the pace, her mouth and hand working in tandem to bring him to the brink. She could feel him throbbing against her tongue, his body tensing as he prepared for his release.

Oscar's whines and moans grew louder and more desperate as Y/n's mouth and hand worked tirelessly on his throbbing cock. His body trembled with each stroke of her tongue, his hips bucking upwards as he sought more friction.

"Oh god, Y/n," he panted, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Don't stop, please don't stop. I'm so close, I can feel it."

Y/n could sense his impending orgasm, and she doubled her efforts, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony to push him over the edge. She could feel his cock pulsing against her tongue, his body tensing as he neared his climax.

As Oscar's orgasm hit, Y/n felt his cock pulse and twitch in her mouth. She continued to suck and stroke him through his climax, her cheeks hollowing as she worked to milk every last drop of his cum.

When he finally finished, she pulled back, his spent member slipping from her lips. She held his gaze as she opened her mouth, revealing the thick, creamy load she had collected.

Slowly, she straddled his thighs, leaning in to press her lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss. As their tongues met, she allowed some of his cum to transfer into his mouth, forcing him to taste himself.

Oscar moaned into the kiss, his hands coming up to grip her hips. He could taste his own essence on her tongue, the flavor both strange and arousing. He knew he should feel embarrassed, but all he could focus on was the intense pleasure coursing through his veins.

As their tongues continued to dance, Oscar's hands shook as he gripped Y/n's waist. He could feel the heat of her body pressing against his, and he craved more.

"Take your clothes off," he whispered against her lips, his voice rough with desire. "I want to feel you, all of you."

Y/n smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She sat back, slowly peeling off her shirt to reveal her perky breasts, clad in a lacy black bra. Oscar's eyes widened, his mouth watering at the sight.

She unhooked her bra, letting it fall away to expose her bare chest. Her nipples were hard and erect, begging for attention. Oscar reached up, his fingers grazing her sensitive peaks, eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.

Y/n then stood up, shimmying out of her jeans and panties in one fluid motion. She kicked them aside, leaving her completely naked before him. Oscar drank in the sight of her, his cock already beginning to stir once more.

Y/n straddled Oscar's thighs once more, her naked body pressing against his. She captured his lips in a searing kiss, her hands roaming over his chest and abs.

"You're such a good boy," she purred between kisses, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. "So obedient and eager to please."

She nipped at his bottom lip, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. "But you're also such a dirty slut, aren't you? Begging for my touch, craving my attention like a desperate whore."

Oscar moaned into her mouth, his hips bucking upwards to meet her. He couldn't deny the truth in her words; he was completely under her spell, willing to do anything for her touch.

Y/n's hand trailed down his stomach, her fingers wrapping around his hardening cock. She stroked him slowly, teasingly, her thumb swirling around the tip.

Y/n's hand moved in slow, torturous strokes along Oscar's shaft, her grip firm but not too tight. She could feel him throbbing in her palm, his body trembling with each movement of her hand.

"Shh, it's okay," she cooed, her lips brushing against his ear. "You're doing so well, being such a good boy for me."

Oscar whimpered, his hips bucking upwards in search of more friction. He wanted to beg her for more, to plead with her to let him cum, but he knew better than to disobey her.

"If you're patient and keep being a good boy," she promised, her voice low and seductive, "I'll let you cum soon. Just keep trusting me, and I'll give you everything you need."

She continued her slow, agonizing handjob, her thumb teasing the sensitive head of his cock. Oscar's breathing grew ragged, his chest heaving with each labored breath. He could feel the pressure building inside him, his orgasm hovering just out of reach.

Y/n's hand remained steady, maintaining the slow, torturous pace that was driving Oscar wild with need. As she watched him squirm beneath her touch, she noticed the tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes.

"Aww, look at you," she cooed, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. "Are those tears I see? Good boys don't cry, you know."

Oscar bit his lip, trying to hold back the sobs that threatened to escape. He knew she was right, and he didn't want to disappoint her. But the pleasure was so intense, so overwhelming, that he could barely think straight.

"That's it, be a good boy," she encouraged, her hand never faltering in its rhythm. "Keep fighting those tears, and I might just reward you for your efforts."

Oscar nodded, his eyes squeezed shut as he focused on controlling his emotions. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure inside him reaching a fever pitch. He just needed to hold on a little longer, to prove to her that he was worthy of her praise.

As Oscar's moans grew louder and more desperate, Y/n could sense his impending orgasm. She increased the speed of her strokes, her hand flying over his shaft in a blur of motion.

Just as he was about to reach his peak, she abruptly released his cock, her hand pulling away entirely. Oscar's eyes snapped open, his mouth falling agape in shock and disbelief.

"No!" he cried out, his voice cracking with desperation. "No, please don't stop. I was so close, please..."

He reached for her hand, trying to guide it back to his aching member, but she swatted his hand away. She smirked down at him, her eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure.

Y/n's eyes locked with Oscar's as she grasped his cock, positioning it at her entrance. Slowly, teasingly, she lowered herself onto him, her wet heat enveloping his throbbing member inch by delicious inch.

Oscar gasped at the sensation, his hands flying to her hips as he fought the urge to thrust upwards. She felt incredible, her walls hugging his cock like a velvet glove.

Once she was fully seated, Y/n paused, savoring the feeling of being so perfectly filled. She rolled her hips, grinding against him in a slow, sensual rhythm.

"Mmm, you feel so good inside me," she purred, her nails digging into his chest. "I could stay like this forever, just feeling you stretch me open."

Oscar moaned, his hips bucking upwards involuntarily. He couldn't believe the torture she was putting him through, the way she was teasing him with her body. He wanted to pound into her, to claim her as his own, but he knew better than to disobey her commands.

Y/n began to ride him in earnest, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. She leaned forward, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin of his neck as she left a trail of bites and hickies in her wake.

Oscar groaned, his head falling back against the couch cushions as he surrendered to the pleasure. Each bite sent a jolt of electricity through his body, heightening his senses and making every thrust feel even more intense.

Y/n's nails raked down his chest, leaving red lines in their wake. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, could sense his impending release. But she wasn't ready for it to end yet.

With a wicked grin, she climbed off of him, leaving him empty and aching. She turned around, presenting her ass to him as she bent over the arm of the couch.

"Come and get it," she challenged, looking back at him over her shoulder. "Show me how much you want me."

Oscar's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight before him. Y/n's perfect ass was on display, her pussy glistening with their combined juices. Without hesitation, he moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance.

With one hard thrust, he buried himself inside her once more, groaning at the exquisite feeling of her tight heat enveloping him. He set a brutal pace, pounding into her with abandon as he chased his release.

Y/n cried out, her fingers gripping the couch cushions tightly as she pushed back against him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with their moans and grunts of pleasure.

"Yes, just like that," she panted, her voice strained with ecstasy. "Fuck me harder, make me yours."

Oscar obliged, his hips snapping forward with each powerful thrust. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he neared the edge. But he held back, determined to make her cum first.

Y/n's moans grew louder and more urgent as Oscar continued to pound into her. She could feel her own orgasm approaching, her body tensing as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

"Please, let me cum inside you," Oscar begged, his voice raw with desperation. "I've been such a good boy, I promise. I just need to feel you, all of you."

Y/n's eyes rolled back in her head as she teetered on the brink of ecstasy. She could feel Oscar's cock throbbing inside her, his movements becoming more erratic as he struggled to hold back his own release.

"Cum with me," she demanded, her voice a husky whisper. "I want to feel you cum inside of me."

As their orgasms crashed over them, Oscar sank his teeth into Y/n's neck, muffling his own moans of pleasure. The sensation of his teeth breaking her skin sent a fresh wave of ecstasy through her body, and she cried out in response.

Their bodies convulsed in unison, their fluids mixing as they rode out the intense waves of their shared climax. Oscar's hips continued to thrust, drawing out their pleasure for as long as possible.

Finally, they collapsed together on the couch, their bodies entwined and slick with sweat. Oscar's teeth released her neck, and he nuzzled into her hair, his breathing ragged and uneven.

As the aftershocks of their intense orgasms subsided, Oscar began to mutter words of gratitude and appreciation. His voice was hoarse and raw, filled with emotion.

"Holy shit, that was incredible," he breathed, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on Y/n's skin. "Thank you so much, you're amazing."

Y/n smiled, turning her head to capture his lips in a tender kiss. "You're welcome," she murmured against his mouth. "And you did so well, being such a good boy for me."

She pulled away from the kiss, a playful smirk on her face. "Why did you bite me?" she asked, her fingers gently probing the spot where his teeth had broken her skin.

Oscar looked sheepish, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself," he confessed. "It was like my body took control, and I needed to do something to keep from screaming."

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, if you're going to point out the bite on your neck, you should probably take a look at mine," he teased, tilting his head to the side.

Y/n's eyes widened as she took in the sight of his neck, covered in a patchwork of bites and hickies. Some were still red and angry, while others had begun to bruise.

"Wow, I really went to town on you, didn't I?" she laughed, her fingers tracing the marks on his skin. "You're lucky you're so cute, or else you'd have some explaining to do."

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Kinktober Day 9 - Orgasm Denial - OP81

Oscar Piastri X Reader

TW - A week long denial, some description of edging, multiple orgasms, creampie, unprotected sex

WC 2100+

Y/N POV"

"Oscar, it's been three days, please," I beg again.

"You said you wanted to try a week," Oscar asks with a light laugh falling from his lips, raising his brow in a questioning manner. I just groan out throwing my head back before finally admitting, "I can't do it any longer."

"No? I told you, you wouldn't be able to. Too much of a little cum slut to go a whole week without cumming for me," Oscar teases making my thighs clench together at his words.

"Oscar, I thought it would be easy. But you made it hard," I whine trying to climb into Oscar's lap.

"ME?! I didn't do anything," Oscar mocks innocence.

"Oscar, you were buried between my thighs for over an hour yesterday refusing to let me cum," I tell him while starting to grind down on him looking for more friction.

"You said, you wanted to be edged a week. I wasn't about to go a week without touching you," Oscar says making me whine out and grind a bit harder.

"Please, you were right," I finally admit hoping Oscar realizes I'm tired of the little game we decided to play.

"I think you can make it another day or so," Oscar finally says before halting my movements not allowing me to gain any more pleasure.

"Oscar," I deadpan looking straight at him.

"Y/N," Oscar mocks back making me whine knowing it was gonna be a losing battle.

As the rest of the day goes on Oscar doesn't tease too much but will occasionally will send a quick slap to my ass or grope my tit a little knowing how sensitive I was when I was this worked up.

The next day was a whole other story. I woke up to Oscar nearly bringing to an orgasm but quickly stops when he knows I'm close. Throughout the whole day I can barely focus on anything but the dull throb between my legs.

"Oscar, I'm over this," I tell him again making him look at me before turning his attention back to his phone.

When night rolls around Oscar find his way between my thighs again bringing me to the edge multiple times before calling is quits and crawling into bed with me again.

"How are you not ready to cum too?" I question Oscar knowing he wasn't cumming either.

"Cause, I'm finding too much pleasure in how desperate you get," Oscar tells me simply before pulling me into his chest before both of us fall asleep.

The next morning I wake up before Oscar and decide it was my time to show him exactly how I was feeling. I slowly sneak under the covers to find Oscar's morning wood already standing up proudly through his boxers he slept in the night before. I sloftly pull out his cock from his boxers bringing my mouth down to his cock which is already leaking with precum, showing he he was struggling with this denial just as much as me.

"Fuck, baby," Oscar groans clearly waking up from the pleasure. I continued my actions bringing Oscar right to the edge but quickly stopping when my alarm went off telling me it was time to get up for the day. When I get out of bed without saying anything and turning off the alarm Oscar is quick to start complaining.

"Baby, please. You can spare another minute I was so close."

I just laugh at Oscar's desperation knowing he got just a lick of what I've been going through the past 5 days. When I get in the shower I hear Oscar come in to start his day as well.

"That sucked," Oscar whispers just before starting to brush his teeth. I just giggled at him again.

"Only two more days," I chuckle knowing if I continued to tease Oscar he would snap far before the two days were up. As the day continues I can tell Oscar is growing weaker by the hour. Between small brushes past him or teasing kisses placed on his sensitive spots there was only so much Oscar could take.

When we finally get into bed for the night Oscar sits up and starts talking.

"Baby, I don't think I can take this any longer. I haven't cum in days and between your teasing and me teasing you, I can't do it," Oscar finally admits making me sit up with him.

"Oscar, you've been teasing me non stop all week and I spend one day giving you a taste of the same medicine and you're ready to break," I tease making Oscar groan out realizing just how desperate I must be too.

"We can make it anoter full day," I add sternly before laying back down and going to sleep with Oscar finally cuddling up and falling asleep as well.

The next day was a busy day so neither of us really had a chance to really continue teasing but that night we both went a bit crazy knowing tomorrow would be the day.

"Y/N baby, fuck I can't handle much more," Oscar gasps out after I spent the last couple of hours edging him. I finally pull back and crawl into his arms before placing a few kisses on his lips before he flips us over and starts teasing me back.

It's only been a half an hour before I'm shaking from how stimulated I was, "I'm cloae again." I moan out which has Oscar pulling away allowing me to come down from the edge before repeating the whole process.

"Feels so good Osc," I whine out when Oscar has three fingers shoved into my dripping pussy.

"No more," I finally whine out when Oscar pulls away again, having lost count of how many times he had brought me to the edge before pulling away.

When Oscar climbs back up he pulls me in for a kiss allowing me to taste myself on his lips.

"Tomorrow," Oscar whispers against my lips making me whisper back.

Edging was something Oscar and I loved to do and when we set a date we almost always stuck with that, but this past week we were both close to breaking multiple times showing that maybe next time we had this much time on our hands we would not be doing it this long again.

In the morning we both had Zoom meetings which we both agreed we would be spending the rest of the day in bed together once they had both ended.

It's around 3pm when we both find ourselves back in bed. It's almost instant we start making out, with me on top of Oscar I'm grinding into him feeling how hard he is growing instantly.

It's not long before our clothes are completely off and Oscar is burried in my pussy again.

"Fuck, Osc I'm close," I moan out which has him pulling back continuing to edge me a bit. I feel his fingers slip into my pussy making me clinch around them loving the feeling of being filled up again.

"Oscar," I moan out loudly when Oscar starts finger fucking me making sure to his my G-spot over and over and over again bringing me to the edge again. Oscar knows my body like the back of his hand so he pulls out again allowing me to calm down a bit before continuing.

"No, more," I moan when Oscar brings me to the edge again for the 5th or 6th time in such a short period of time.

"Give me one more," Oscar mumbles against my pussy sending a new vibration to my clit. He pulls back slightly blowing on my clit making me whine out at the cooling sensation.

When Oscar brings his lips down to my pussy he starts out slowly building my orgasm back up slower than he had been today. When he slowly slips his fingers back into my pussy I feel them curl right against my G-spot knowing I won't last long like this, but instead of Oscar aggressively fucking me like normal he's just slowly massaging me making sure to continue to bring me up slowly.

"Close," I moan out even though both Oscar and I know I won't be able to come with such a light stimulation he was currently giving me. Oscar doesn't change a single thing keeping me right on the edge but not allowing me to fall over. He continued to hold me on the edge for at least 30 seconds before he pulled back watching me whine out knowing how desperate I truly was.

"Are you ready?" Oscar whispers while making eye contact.

"Mhm, please, Osc," I moan out clearly still blissed out from the previous pleasure. Oscar dices right back in making sure to bring me right to the edge rather quickly before slowing down and keepign me right there again.

"Please," I beg out not knowing how much more I can handle.

"Patience," Oscar mumbles out against my throbbing clit making me whine at the stimulation.

Oscar finally decides to quit his teasing because he starts speeding up making me want to cum almost instantly but holding back knowing I had to wait for permission.

"Cum for me," Oscar says while speeding up his actions with his fingers making me instantly start cumming all over his face. It was rare for me to squirt but neither of us were surprised when it happened. Once I've come down from my high of myt orgasm Oscar doesn't slow down one bit making sure to bring me to the edge almost instantly.

"I'm gonna-" I can't even finish what I'm trying to say before I'm releasing another orgasm spraying my orgasm all over Oscar's face again.

"One more before I fuck you," Oscar mumbles out making sure to keep the same amount of pleasure coursing through my body.

"I don't know if I can," I whine out feeling the overstimulation start to take course.

"You can and you will," Oscar tells me sternly making it clear he knows exactly where my limits truly are.

I feel Oscar slip another finger in stretching me out even more. "Fuck!" I moan out getting slightly overwhelmed by the pleasure.

"Cum for me," Oscar says instantly making me start cumming again. While I didn't squirt this time the pleasure from this orgasm was just as intense if not more. Oscar helps me ride out my orgasm before slowly pulling away and bringing his face close to mine to see just how much I soaked it.

"You're quite the messy girl," Oscar jokes before starting to kiss me allowing me to recover from so many orgasms before making me cum again.

I can feel Oscar start to tease my clit with the tip of his cock making me twitch a bit due to being so sensitive. When Oscar finally slips into my pussy he instantly bottoms out making me moan loudly while he also groans finally feeling my pussy for the first time in a week.

"So tight," Oscar groans into my neck tickling it a bit, before he bits down and leaves a little hickey.

Oscar starts at a slow pace before building it into a brutal pace making me pant, "I'm about to cum."

"Cum for me baby," Oscar groans slipping his finger down to my slit and applying slight pressure to help bring me over the edge. While I'm cumming I can feel Oscar tense a bit before starting to cum and release rope after rope filling my pussy up.

"Fuck," Oscar groans while coming down from his orgasm.

"More," I whine while starting to grind my hips up to get more stimulation and get Oscar fully hard again.

It didn't take Oscar very long before he was pumping into me at an unforgivable pace. It was rare for Oscar to get this rough but after a week of teasing this is exactly what we needed.

It's not long before I find myself at the edge again but this time it is building up to be substantially stronger than my previous ones.

"Fuck," I whine out not knowing what to do being so overwhelmed. Oscar removed his hand from my clit knowing it would be too overwhelming if I came like that again.

"Cum with me," Oscar gasps out clearly being just as close as I am.

The second I start cumming Oscar sends one last rough thrust burying deep into my pussy and unleashing another load filling me up so much that some of it is leaking out and sliding down my ass.

"Fuck, that was good," Oscar announces breaking the silence before laying next to me while we both come down from the most intense sex we've had in a while. I just laugh before turning on my side and cuddling into his side.

"I love you," I whisper leaning up and kissing him softly.

We spent the rest of our day making each other cum over and over again before ending the night in the shower and watching a movie.

Hi!!! I have an order for Lando Norris

Thin Crust -Red Sauce -Basil -Ham -Roasted Artichokes -Sun-dried tomatoes -Garlic - Root beer - Water - Vodka redbull - Yes

Thank you :)

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

thin crust brother's best friend red sauce rough sex basil "I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" ham "You're so infuriating. Walking around like you own the place and then come back to my room to get fucked properly" roasted artichokes “im gonna put a baby in you” sun-dried tomatoes "Gonna look so pretty pregnant" garlic "I know you love it when I fill that pretty pussy with my cum" root beer daddy kink water breeding kink vodka redbull squirting dessert yes served by Lando Norris

Lando x Piastri! reader

AN - There will 100% be a part 2 soon! I have been wanting to do a pregnancy one shot and this is the perfect story to lead into everything! It will probably be a written and SMAU one shot!

TW - Pregnancy trapping (kinda), breeding kink, fingering, squirting, creampie

WC 980+

Y/N POV

“im gonna put a baby in you, tonight," Lando whispered into my ear as we leave the club we had just spent the last several hours at. It was the end of the year and Lando and Oscar decided to celebrate the end of the amazing season they had by inviting all their friends and drivers for a night out in Monaco.

"Alright, let's get your delusional ass home," I laugh while pulling us towards valet so we can get back into Lando's McLaren.

"I'm being serious, I want to get you pregnant, would be the perfect ending to a perfect season," Lando says with a bright smile making me laugh lightly climbing into the driver's seat since Lando had drank a bit too much to safely get us home.

"Please, don't drive crazy!" Lando says once I softly press down on the gas making me laugh.

"I may be no racecar driver but I have my license, we'll be fine," I respond as we drive back to Lando's place.

When we get back we climb out of the car and head up to his apartment where Lando was on me almost instantly.

"Fuck," I gasp when I feel his mouth move from mine down to my jaw and quickly finding my sweet spot near my ear where he sunk his teeth in and started to suck leaving a small hickey behind.

"Please, daddy," I whine making Lando look up at me with a slight smirk before trailing his wet kisses down my bare tummy coming face to face with soaking core where he instantly dives in and pulls my clit into his mouth.

"Fuck, daddy, so good," I moan making Lando speed up his actions with with mouth while also slipping his fingers into my soaked pussy and finding my G-spot with no yrouble.

"Oh! Feels so good daddy." I moan rather loudly when Lando sped up his fingers hitting my G-spot every time he fucked his fingers into me.

"I'm gonna cum daddy," I announce when I feel my growing close to the edge.

"Cum for me then," Lando mumbled into my pussy making me instantly fall over the edge and start cumming all over Lando's face squirting out my pleasure.

"Fuck, such a good slut cumming for me," Lando groans while sitting up and instantly shoving his cock deep into my pussy making me whimper at the feeling.

"Fuck daddy," I cry at the overstimulation but it does nothing to slow Lando's consistent fingers throwing me into an almost instant second squirting orgasm.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I chant while I feel the waves of my orgasm continue to crash over me.

"Fuck doing so good for me," Lando grunts while slipping his fingers out of me and sitting up before finally pushing his cock deep into my pussy making moan loudly at the stretch of his cock.

"Fuck, daddy so big," I gasp feeling Lando start to thrust his hips aggressively into my pussy.

"Fuck, take me like such a good slut," Lando grunts while speeding his thrusts up before bringing his fingers down to my clit and start rubbing small circles.

"Fuck daddy," I cry out when I feel another orgasm start to build.

"Better fucking hold that until I cum," Lando grunts when he can feel my pussy clenching tight around his thick cock.

"I don't think I can," I whine when I feel myself growing increasingly closer to the edge.

"You can and you will," Lando roughly tells me back while moving his hand away from my clit but still speeding up his thrusts.

"Fuck, cum with me," Lando grunts while bringing his hand back to my clit and roughly rubbing it throwing me over the edge and pulling Lando with me.

"Fuck daddy," I moan when I feel Lando's cum start hitting the walls of my tight pussy.

I know you love it when I fill that pretty pussy with my cum," Lando grunts while still pumping his cum deep into my pussy riding our orgasms out before he slowly slips his cock out of my pussy and watches as his cum starts to leak from my pussy.

"Fuck, I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy," Lando grunts before running his fingers through my senstive folds and starts pushing some of his cum back into me before pulling his fingers out and offering them to me.

I lick them clean as Lando observes me before we heard the bedroom door open making both of us whip our head to the door.

"Oh fuck, gross," We hear Oscar stumble back out of the room making me look up at Lando with a bright red face.

"Fuck, I forgot he was staying here tonight," Lando admits making me roll my eyes and climb out of bed throwing on clothes before making my way out of the room to find Oscar laying on the couch.

"Hey, do you need anything?" I ask softly knowing Oscar was completely wasted right now.

"No, and I don't wanna see you until I know I won't throw up just thinking about what I just walked into," Oscar grumbles while getting more comfortable on the couch.

"Hopefully you'll be too drunk to remember," I mumble back before disappearing back into Lando's room where I find a new set of sheets on the bed as well as a dressed Lando getting comfortable.

6 weeks later

"Gonna look so pretty pregnant," Lando softly mumbles while rubbing his fingers softly over my flat stomach while we both stare at the positive pregnancy test.

"I told you I was gonna get you pregnant," Lando adds with a smirk making me break out in a small smile.

"We're gonna have a baby," I reply softly with a bright smile spread across my face.

Kimi Antonelli. I would like to have my pizza with coliflower crust(grumpy reader) with Alfredo sauce. Now for the toppings, maybe with basil, broccoli and Gouda cheese. And for my drink sprite and truly. Maybe mt dew (sub reader) and yes aftercare. THANK U MY LOVE❤️❤️❤️

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

cauliflower crust sunshine x grumpy Alfredo sweet sex basil "I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" broccoli "Made just for me huh?" gouda “Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” sprite size kink truly belly bulge mt dew dom/sub dessert yes served by Kimi Antonelli

Kimi x Grumpy! reader

TW - riding cock, belly bulge, size kink, missionary, unprotected sex, creampie

WC 1400+

Y/N POV

"Why are you so moody today," Kimi whispered into my ear while pinching my thigh is a "behave yourself" manner.

"I'm not," I snapped whispering back getting more annoyed with my boyfriend. He just rolls his eyes at me before turning his attention back to the rest of the table and joining in on their conversation leaving me to wallow in my own annoyance at my boyfriend.

"Are you good?" Ollie asks keeping his volume down so only I can hear him.

"I'm fine, why does everyone think I'm not," I whisper back at him letting him be on the receiving end of a verbal lashing. I cringe slightly when I realize Kimi had heard me snap at Ollie making him pinch my thigh a little harder.

"I mean you're normally pretty "grumpy" but today you have this look in your eye like you wanna destroy the world," Ollie whispers softly. I just shrug and we leave the conversation there.

He was right though, Kimi had always been the golden retriever boyfriend and I was the typical "black cat" girlfriend, which wasn't necessarily false but Kimi knew the truth. It was just a way to protect myself not wanting too many people getting too close to me, but Kimi spent years working on breaking my walls down, and here we are years later still going as strong as ever. As for the modd I'm in today, it's everyone else's comments on Kimi's F1 announcement that has me wanting to "destroy the world" or whatever Ollie said.

When the dinner wrapped up Kimi and I go back to his hotel room where he finally gets the answers he was looking for.

"It's just unfair Kimi! I mean they barely even watch you in Formula 2 and then the one time they watch you, you crash and while that is embarrassing I'm gonna be real with you BUT that doesn't mean you need to wait," I continue ranting laying in bed with Kimi making him smile but start kissing at my jaw and neck during my rant starting to distract me.

"Watching you get so mad on my behalf, it fucking hot," Kimi mumbles into my neck rutting his hips into my side letting me feel his hard cock through his briefs. I just roll my eyes and laugh.

"I can't believe my very serious rant about hating the fans of Formula 1 has you so horny you're grinding into me," I joke before turning onto my side so I'm facing him and pulling him in for a quick kiss.

Kimi refused to pull away so what was supposed to be a quick peck turned into us fighting for dominance with our tongues. Finally Kimi is pushing me on my back before climbing on top of me pinning my hands above my head all the while keeping his mouth on top of mine.

"Kimi, I need you," I whine against his mouth making him let out a breathy laugh making my pussy throb just at the noise.

"Hm. I wanna watch you bounce on my cock," Kimi said with a smirk before letting me use my strength to turn us over so I was the one on top now.

I start grinding my hips into Kimi's large cock making both of us whimper at the stimulation. I pull my sleep shirt off my body leaivng me in the lacey black panties I was going to sleep in before Im shuffling my body down slightly before pulling Kimi's briefs off letting his hard cock rest against his torso showing just how large he truly is. The tip is barely touching the bottom of his bellybutton.

I instantly start jerking his cock off dwarfing the size of my hand.

"Miracle I can walk in the mornings," I mumble softly making Kimi laugh at my little comment. Losing my virginity to Kimi was terrible and he refused to touch me for weeks after but as time went on we learned how to pleasure each other taking everything slow before I finally got my redo which was amazing.

"I can make it to where you can't walk tomorrow," Kimi said with a smirk written all over his face making my cheek heat at the suggestion. I just shook my head no, knowing tomorrow wasn't a good day for that.

I release Kimi's cock and make quick work of pulling my panties down before I'm climbing back into Kimi's lap. When I grip Kimi's cock I softly tease my clit making me whimper due to how sentive I was, but I needed to collect as much moisture on his cock as possible which wasn't very difficult.

Once Kimi's cock is drenched in my essence I slowly start sinking down making both of us gasp. Once I'm fully seated on Kimi's cock I give myself a few seconds to adjust before I start rocking my hips making both Kimi and I groan at the pleasure.

I start bouncing on Kimi's cock making both of us gasp and moan at the intense pleasure.

"Fuck, so fucking tight," Kimi groans making me speed up my actions slightly but still not going fast enough to bring either of us to an orgasm.

Kimi finally takes over and flips up back so he's on top and he slowly starts pounding into me making me gasp and moan feeling Kimi all over.

"Made just for me huh?" Kimi says with a smirk making me look at him noticing that he was staring at my tummy making me look down to notice the bulge from Kimi's cock.

I moan at the sight of Kimi's cock going in and out of my body slightly stunned at how noticeable it is.

"Fuck, faster please," I whimper while pulling Kimi's neck down to me so I can kiss him while he speeds up his actions making me whimper at the intensity.

Kimi pulls back slightly and starts fucking into me faster than he was previously making me gasp and feel my orgasm start to approach. Kimi knowing my body so well picked up on this and started pushing down on the bulge in my stomach making me feel Kimi so much more than before, it was starting to get almost too intense.

"Too much, slower," I moan and gasp out through a stuttered breath.

“Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” Kimi says with a smirk all over his face. While he kept up the pace he let up just slightly on my stomach.

"I can tell you wanna cum," Kimi says before moving his hand from my stomach to my clit and rubbing it in soft circles bringing me over the edge.

"Fuck," I whimper while arching my back and cumming all over Kimi's cock sending him over the edge with one final thrust before unloading a massive load of his cum deep into my pussy making sure to fill me before slowly slipping his cock out not wanting to hurt my overstimulated pussy.

When Kimi slipped out of my pussy he just sits back on his knees and watches as some of his cum starts leaking out of my pussy.

"I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" Kimi mumbles softly leaning down to kiss my lips making me blush at the dirty praise.

"Do you feel better?" Kimi jokes with a smirk all over his face making me roll my eyes and nod softly making Kimi laugh.

"You take me so well," Kimi says while getting out of bed and pulling me into his arms where he carries me into the bathroom where he puts me on the toilet to do my business while he turns his back and turns the shower on.

After Kimi and I shower together he helps me get dressed into a new shirt to sleep in before helping me step into my panties before laying us both of us on the bed for a cuddle.

"Did I really look like I wanted to destroy the world?" I question feeling back for snapping at everyone today. Kimi just nodded his head softly making me groan while he laughed at me slightly.

"I yelled at Ollie," I state softly making Kimi pull me into his side and place a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I know, I heard. But, if you feel that bad you can apologize tomorrow on the flight back," Kimi tells me softly knowing I won't feel better until I do apologize to Ollie. I just nod my head softly before melting into Kimi's embrace and falling asleep in his arms.

𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐  .ೃ࿐

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: they say you should learn something new every day. in oscar's case, it's a double-edged sword. today, he learns he is also really thankful for not reading the fine prints. or in which oscar's secret santa gift hits the both of you for the second time. 𝐏𝐓. 𝟏 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minors dni), unprotected sex (protect yourselves!) shower sex, blowjob, asking to go raw, p in v, teasing, oral sex, mutual orgasms, cumming outside, still an (over)consumption of aphrodisiacs

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: oscar piastri x gf!fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2k+

𝐀/𝐍: as usual, proofread-ish. for the people who wanted a part 2 and for the person who said they wouldn't be disappointed bc i was nervous about making one (🥹 ily, you're a real one)... hope you like it! ♡︎

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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"I think we're going to have to thank Daniel," you joked, finally regaining your words.

"Later," Oscar sucked in a sharp breath. "Like three hours later."

You furrowed your brows, looking up at Oscar, only for him to be looking down. Following his gaze, your eyes honed in on the object capturing both of your attention.

"Oh..." you pursed your lips.

God, were these chocolates living up to their name.

Oscar tucked your hair behind your ears, fingers dancing across your skin. "What did you dream about?"

You blinked blankly before mending your brows as the sudden question. "I–what? What do you mean?" You asked, peering up at him with confusion.

"Your dream earlier on. I didn't get to ask. What was it about?"

All of a sudden your throat felt like a desert; so so dry. There was something almost unsettling about the cheeky glint in those brown eyes watching you. You let out a small sigh, suppressing your eye roll. "Well, first, we were in the shower–"

"In the shower?" Oscar repeated with raised eyebrows and an amused smile.

Your hand stretched out to hit him lightly. "Yes, you idiot. The shower," you sighed yet again before continuing, "well, it was initially sweet. We were doing the usual, shampoo, soap, water fights, and what not. And then you, acting like some sort of horny monster, decided it would be fun to eat me out against the wall."

"And then?" Oscar queried quietly, hand gently gliding down the curve of your body.

You cleared your throat, trying to keep on track. "Um, then I returned the favour," you shrugged timidly, feeling goosebumps litter your skin, trailing after his touch.

Oscar grinned. "Returned the favour?" He repeated, losing himself to his own thoughts as he spoke. "You sucked my cock? How?"

You almost choked on your spit. "W-What? What do you mean 'how?'"

"How did you do it? Did you start from the tip like you usually do? Or did you start from the bottom, grazing your teeth all the way up?"

You sucked in a sharp breath. "I... I started from the tip. I know how you like it. Special attention to the slit and to the bottom. All down my throat. Till you could see the small little bulge in my throat. And then I swallowed every single drop."

Oscar swallowed his saliva. You met those puppy eyes, yet again surprised at the desperation swirling around, drowning him.

He watched you tilt your head almost innocently. "Why?" Swollen lips jutted out, face still flushed and riddled with sweat from the previous round. "Want it to come true?"

A groan fell from Oscar's lips, eyes shutting for a second. "God, yes."

Wordlessly, you observed him quickly remove himself from your grasp, moving his hands under your body, lifting you up into the air. You let out a squeal, waves of cold air hitting your warm body. "Osc!"

"I'm trying to hurry!" You heard him yell as you watched the carpet of your bedroom suddenly turn into the tiles of your bathroom. You felt Oscar place you gently down onto the shower floor, pulling the handle.

You let out a yelp at the intrusion of cold water across your skin. "Oscar, that's fucking freezing!" Ready to take a leap out of the bathroom.

You peeked an eye open at the boy who was simply smiling at you as the water pelted down on your bodies. "I guess I'll just have to warm you up in the first place."

Before you knew it, Oscar's lips were back on yours as though they had never disappeared. Your hands fell to his neck, while his wet hands encircled your waist, bringing you as close as he could. He kissed you with an indescribable sense of urgency, nipping away at your lips.

You gasped at the sheer force of the kiss, allowing him to take advantage of the open access, darting his tongue into your mouth. Your muffled moans filled his ears and long gone were the worries of the cold. Only warmth burned through the both of you.

The sloppy meeting of your lips, the occasional clang of your teeth, or the pure suction of need set you alight. Oscar groaned, a shiver running through his spine at the feel of your hand roaming his hair.

To be honest, it was difficult to see with the now slightly warm water coming down. But even then, Oscar could see it clear as day. The way your eyes sparkled looking up at him and the way your lips glided down his bare neck, trailing his chest before resting at his v-line, knees pressed on the floor... fuck, he was dreaming.

Out of your peripheral, you could see Oscar's muscles tense as you gathered the saliva in your mouth, spitting the lube down onto his cock. The low exhale from his lips made you smile momentarily.

"I'm gonna make you feel so so good, okay?"

Before he could even respond, your hot breath washed over his cock, making him twitch. Oscar's head fell back on the shower wall, feeling your hot tongue lick the tip of his dick, paying special attention to his slit. "Oh shit," he moaned, entirely lost.

His arms travelled to your wet hair, wrapping the strands tightly around the surface of his hands, guiding your head with the little control he could muster. Oscar's teeth sunk into his lip upon the twirl of your tongue and the light graze of your own teeth against his tip. "F-Fuck," he croaked, "you're so good, baby."

You hummed in response, savouring the salty taste of his precum before opening your throat a little more to take his cock fully. You feel him poorly guide his cock into the tighter tunnel, the action bombarded with a string of moans from his mouth.

Your thighs clenched at the sounds, all your arousal mixed with the falling warm droplets. You could tell he was close by the way his hips began to move as though he was in a chase. You could only help further by sucking him even harder.

Oscar blinked away the water, eyes falling down to your throat, knees almost buckling at the sight of the same little bulge in your throat. Furthermore, the sinking of your nails in his thighs.... fuck... it was another sort of cruelty waiting to be released. Closing his eyes, he cursed with a senseless yet ravenous moan, feeling the coil in his stomach began to unravel.

Suddenly Oscar's eyes shot open. His hips stopped moving. You peered up with raised brows, wondering why on earth he was edging himself as he pulled you up to meet you face-to-face.

"That is not how the dream went," you lightly chided, hitting his chest lightly.

Oscar braved a small smile, chest heaving with a crazed adrenaline as he caught your arm. His free hand brushed your wet face. "I love your dream, I really do," he said with an emphasised look down below. "But I need to be in you again."

You crumbled at the last word. The crack of his voice was laced with whatever plant or fruit you had both over consumed. He was so so needy. The pleading eyes, his aching cock begging for a release, his hands eagerly travelling across your body.

"What about the condom?" Your whisper was just heard over the water.

Oscar sucked in a sharp breath, mouth feeling dry all of a sudden. "I... can we go raw?"

You pursed your lips. Raw... you had thought of the idea more times than you'd like to admit. Obviously, a baby with Oscar wasn't something you were considering at the moment. You had discussed this, hence the condoms. And sure there was birth control, but the list of side effects was never-ending. Plus, you were never good with remembering pills anyways.

You weren't quite sure whether it was the aphrodisiacs or you, probably a mix of both. But you couldn't quite seem to get the idea of really feeling his cock for the first time out of your head.

This whole thing was already reckless and crazy as it was. What was a little more?

"Obviously, if you don't want to–" Oscar started, fumbling over his words urgently.

"Yes."

"–it's up to you because I respect your choice–"

"Osc, yes."

"Hmm?" Oscar blinked, finally registering what you were saying. His brown eyes widened before a smile washed onto his face. "Yeah? I mean I didn't really imagine it happening in the shower but... I was thinking something a bit more romantic."

You chuckled softly. "Well, I never thought we'd be drugged up on chocolates from your friend and yet, here we are..."

Oscar grinned, swiftly bringing his lips to yours. Your hands flung to his face, bringing him closer to you as his hands travelled down the sides of your body, every curve and crevice committed to memory.

His grin deepened further at the sound of your breath hitching. His fingers inched closer to your hips, aligning your body to him. He let out a slow exhale, cock painfully waiting to feel you.

Briefly, Oscar's eyes flickered back to your face. Thumb nudging you to look at him. "If anything feels wrong and I mean anything–"

"I'll tell you. Promise," you smiled softly, giving him a long kiss.

Oscar smiled in return, holding your gaze with the intention to capture this moment entirely as he slowly rubbed the tip of his cock against your engorged pussy. He could hear your soft whimpers through the droplets of water. A rippling tremble rumbled through his body while he pushed his cock into you, letting your wet arousal soak him entirely.

Oscar had never been so happy to capture your reaction. The inevitable parting of your lips, the silent gasp, the crease between your brows, the tightening of your walls against his cock... fuck, it drove him crazy.

"You okay, baby?" He asked with a shallow breath. The nod of your head green-lit him to fully bury his cock into your pussy, allowing you to feel every full inch of him, raw.

A small burn travelled through you. Oscar was stretching you out like never before. You felt so full. Fuck.

"Osc, please move.'

The plead from your swollen lips was so desperate. Like you were about to fall apart.

"Oh my God," Oscar groaned against your wet skin, fingers tightening around your hips as your words replayed in his head. His hips began to snap into you, rutting his aching cock into your warm walls. Fuck, you were gripping his cock so tight... he could've sworn he'd cry if he wasn't so fixated on the way you felt.

His hooded brown eyes couldn't help but watch his cock come in and out of your throbbing pussy, shit, you were creaming all around him. He could feel the coldness of the shower wall touch his back as he brought you even closer, drilling his cock further into you. His lips moved towards your nipple, tongue twirling around in circles as your pants filled the moist air.

"Oh fuck!" you cried, hands reaching out to grab his shoulders–anything.

You could've sworn the sounds of your skin slapping against his was echoing throughout your house. Even over the water, it rebounded of the walls, melding in with your lewd moans and the obscene squelch of your pussy craving more and more of Oscar's cock. You had never felt anything quite it.

You could feel Oscar's hand move from your hips, inching down your v-line to meet your clit. A shudder ripped through your body as he thumbed the sensitive nerves in slow circles.

"Come on, baby," Oscar encouraged, lips sloppily meeting yours. His moans were getting beyond desperate, hips beginning to pick up their pace. "Show me how good you feel, hmm? Cum for me."

Your mouth fell open as a crash of white began to take over your eyes. The water began to blur with the waves of your orgasm hitting you one after another. Your body was shaking in his hands, your own hips bucking to ride out the high for as long as you could.

Your pussy was so fucking tight, gripping him like a vice. Oscar let out a throat groan as he fought to open his eyes. He rushed to take his cock out of your folds, as much as it pained him. "Fuck, f-fuck, open your mouth, baby," he urged, own hand sliding up and down his cock.

Oscar moaned at the sight of you on your knees, pretty lips and tongue all open for him. His hips stuttered against his hand as ropes of his hot cum spilled onto your tongue. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, fuck, take it, baby. Take my cum!"

A sigh flew out of his mouth as he slowed down and the waves of his climax came to an end. Oscar softly groaned at the sight of you, bending down to kiss you. The salty taste of his cum mixed with your arousal... fuck, he loved it.

Gently, he brought you up to meet his eyes once again. Your chests both heaved in an attempt to regain your breath.

You were thankful Oscar was holding you against him: you're legs felt like jelly.

"Can you walk tomorrow?" Oscar teased, pushing your wet hair behind your ears.

You rolled your eyes, hitting his chest lightly. "You're an asshole."

Oscar chuckled softly, pressing a small kiss to the side of your head. He sighed once again, hands rubbing your back soothingly as the silence was filled with the running water. "I love you," he whispered against your skin, "Thank you for trusting me with this."

You smiled, knowing exactly what he was talking about. "I loved every second of it, baby. And for the record, it was very romantic."

"And hot?" Oscar raised a brow, a small grin playing on his face.

You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes again. "Are you going to thank Daniel?"

Oscar pursed his lips at your words. "Absolutely not."

© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

shaking for you ꨄ oscar piastri

oscar piastri x f!reader

warnings: 18+ only, pussy-drunk oscar, oral (fem!receiving), p in v - no protection, minor overstimulation, oscar is a dirty talker, mention of cockwarming [914 words]

request: can you please do do 28 from the 🌶️ prompt list with oscar 😽 [28. “I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking.”]

The grip you had on his hair was unrelenting, his tongue moving in circles as you pushed your core closer to his face, practically begging him for more, begging for him to make you cum for a third time that night.

He had practically bent you over the second he was through the door, having not seen you in weeks, he was insatiable, eager to see you, eager to get the chance to be inside you, to have his tongue pressed to your clit. To have you moaning his name. Shaking for him.

Your clothes lay in tatters on the floor, bruises forming on your hips, your breasts, up the side of your neck. 

Oscar’s skin wasn’t much different. Scratch marks littered his arms, his back, love bites were forming all over his chest and neck. His lips bruised and puffy, practically aching to be kissed again. 

“You gonna be good and cum f’me, baby? Gonna gush all over my lips? Been so good for me all night, know you can give me one more, c’mon,” he taunted you, a finger circling your entrance before pushing inside.

He had stretched you out nicely on his cock earlier in the evening, the finger he had pushed inside of you barely satisfying the ache that was yearning for more, desperate to feel him inside of you again. Mixed with his tongue, though? It was indescribable, it was everything you were craving and more.

And he knew that. Knew what he could do to make you scream for him, to make you soak his face in your juices.

Which was exactly what he was doing. Pushing a second finger inside you alongside his first, his lips and tongue slurping, sucking, and licking at your clit; the whimpers were falling from your lips, your hips unable to keep still as you continuously pushed up into his face.

If there was one thing Oscar was sure of; it was that he could die happy if he got to eat you out for the rest of his life. The sounds you made, the way you gripped his hair, the way you begged him, the way you directed him on what you like, the taste of you… it was everything and more to him.

He loved everything about you, but he especially loved this. Was honoured that you trusted him enough to do this, to make you feel good day-in and day-out.

He could tell you were getting closer as he began lazily flicking his tongue, still pumping his fingers in and out of you. Your core muscles began clenching, the grip on his hair tightening as he groaned into your cunt, the slick of your pussy increasing as the sounds you were making grew louder.

Oscar helped you ride through your orgasm, your thighs tightening around his head as your entire body shook. It felt like you were flying, your third orgasm of the night rushing through your body as moans fell from your lips.

It didn’t take long for the Australian to crawl up your body, his hardened member easily slipping inside your wet core; soft groans falling from both of your lips. He had already cum once tonight, and knew he likely wouldn’t again; but he couldn’t resist the opportunity to feel your tight, wet heat wrapped around him again.

Lazily looking up at him, a soft smile was directed down to you before he was pressing his lips to yours. You could taste yourself on him, on his tongue as he pressed it against yours. You couldn’t help the moan that fell from your lips at the realization. Something about it had you bucking up into him, into his cock that was slowly thrusting in and out of you.

“So pretty f’me, baby. So pretty all fucked out, look at you. God. Bet you’d let m’fuck you all night, wouldn’t you? You’d let me sleep with my cock inside you, y’just wanna be close to me all the time, hm? Gonna warm my cock?”

Pussy-drunk Oscar Piastri was a different type of aroused. He talked like a mad-man, like all he could talk about, all he could think about, was you.

“Mhm, course’ Osc. Would let you fill me up all night long, keep your cock inside me til’ we woke up. Let you fuck me in the morning, too,” you groaned, his legs stuttering at your words.

Bottoming out, Oscar grunted as he watched your lips open in a long-drawn out moan. His own moan followed, as he turned the two of you onto your side, maneuvering both bodies so his member remained sheathed inside you.

“God, baby. I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking,” he said.

Practically rolling your eyes, almost four orgasms later, what did he expect? It was hard to even attempt to keep your legs still. 

You slapped at the hand that began slithering towards your clit again. Your hips bucked as he began to rub a gentle circle on the enflamed nub, the sensitivity overtaking you as you shook your head at him.

“N’more, please. I can’t take it.”

Shushing you, Oscar pressed a kiss to the skin behind your ear.

“One more, baby. Y’can do it, promised me you’d be a good girl. One more, then w’can go to bed, hm?”

Mewling at his words, you knew you could give him one more. Could be a good girl for him, like you always were.

i started this?? and then couldn't stop?? the words were being typed before i even had the chance to comprehend them which is why this is so nasty... pls enjoy 🫶🏻

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.

Mercedes Sleeve

pairing: Mick Schumacher, Lewis Hamilton, George Russell, Toto Wolff x fem!reader

summary: Toto Wolff promised his drivers that if they could bring home a 1-2 finish this season, they would be rewarded.

warning: 18+ only, smut, nsfw, rough sex, humiliation, group sex, P in V sex, anal sex, oral (M receiving), dirty talk, objectification, BDSM, dom/sub, multi orgasm, breeding kink, If you feel uncomfortable, please exit promptly.

notes: could you imagine how I felt when I came up a plot, realized that this is really the first 1-2 finish since Mick came to Mercedes, then found out halfway through writing that GR had been dsq? anyway, i hope you enjoy it.

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Just like you always did, you sat in the garage watching the race. As the drivers raced through high-speed turns, chasing each other with a McLaren close on their tails in third place, your heart was pounding.

You glanced at your lover. Toto Wolff wore a serious expression, his fists clenched, and you knew this was his usual response under pressure. You wanted to caress his face until you helped him release the pressure. Of course, you wanted to caress other places too. But for now, the garage was full of cameras.

You anxiously awaited the moment when the cars would cross the checkered flag, waiting for the thrill of hope and the relief that possible victory would bring. Because you knew that if they won, your own stress would also be completely relieved after the race.

How did things end up like this?

Mick, looking like a satisfied cat lying between you and Lewis, couldn't quite understand.

Today, they had just finished an intense race, with long-run advantages and strategy giving Mercedes a long-awaited 1-2 finish.

After the race, George sent a message asking Mick to wait for him in his motorhome to receive the team's reward.

Mick vaguely knew about the relationship between you, Toto, George, and Lewis. Perhaps everyone in the team knew by now. Ever since you appeared in the paddock, you became the drivers' post-race special therapy, and there were often embarrassing sounds coming from motorhomes, driver rooms, and meeting rooms.

But what exactly would this reward be?

Mick didn't dare think too much and wasn't sure if his desires were well-hidden. After each victory, he would kiss your cheek with respect in the garage, and your body would always tremble slightly in his arms, making him both excited and scared.

Mick and Lewis chatted over the sofa complimentary tea for a while, and he barely heard the sound of you opening the door. When he smelled the familiar, sweet scent in the air, he knew it must be you. Mick sat there unmoving, waiting for you to come closer.

"Am I late?" you asked with a smile.

Mick suppressed his excitement and looked up.

You wore the team's merch, the collar unbuttoned and wide open, and you wore no pants or shoes. It was as if you were elegantly and gracefully walking towards him in splendid attire. Did you come here like this through the motorhome camp? Mick thought, the surroundings must be empty, or there would be impulsive guys who'd pin you down on the grass and fuck you until you cried and begged for mercy.

As you got closer, Lewis noticed you were holding a small tube of lub in your hand and couldn't help but grin. What a clever, spoiled girl with plenty of group sex experience.

Mick stared at you blankly, wanting to say something but finding himself unable to speak. He suddenly realized you understood those unspeakable things he wanted to do to you. You were well aware of his desires; you had always known.

"Come here," Lewis happily beckoned to you.

You blinked and walked up to Lewis, asking, "Where are George and Toto?" Lewis smiled and unexpectedly pulled you up, placing you on the table's edge, grasping your chin, and starting to kiss you.

At first, you raised your hand to try to regain control, but as the kiss deepened and grew more intense, you gradually changed from resisting to cooperating. After separating from Lewis's lips, you had to lean on his left shoulder to catch your breath.

Mick took a deep breath as if afraid of being burned by the hot tea in his hand.

Lewis caressed your slightly naive, blushing face, then reached his hand inside your shirt collar, lewdly teasing your nipples. This time, your breathing clearly intensified, and you didn't evade.

"Kneel down and take it off." You glanced at Lewis and then at Mick beside you, obediently following the instructions. "Relax, okay?" You nodded.

"That's my good girl." Lewis pressed you toward his crotch, "Suck it, pretty."

You swallowed, unzipping Lewis's trousers and approaching his hardening shaft. Under Mick's gaze, you extended your tongue to tentatively lick it through the underwear, then looked up at Lewis before pulling down his white briefs, taking the entire glans into your mouth. The friction of saliva and the rough shaft made a lewd sound like kissing. Your right hand held the shaft, and while cautiously observing Lewis's reaction, you took a third of the length into your mouth, carefully sucking.

"You're so... hard," you said.

"Am I? Keep licking."

With Lewis's encouragement, your swallowing became bolder, and your tongue swirled around the sticky pre-cum like you were sipping a delicious cocktail. Mick could see the spectacle just by lowering his head.

"Slow down, slow down." Lewis, like instructing a young driver, moved his fingers pressing on the back of your head.

You parted your lips and took half of the dick into your mouth, swirling it slowly inside.

"Is this fun?"

With the dick in your mouth, you blinked and nodded. Every time you licked it, you would suck deeply.

Your pretty face, which shone on the F1 TV broadcast, was now bulging with the thrust of the British man's thick shaft. This peculiar sensation made Mick start to feel intoxicated.

Lewis guided your head down, and you quickly understood his intention, tilting your head to lick the sack underneath. Your playful tongue circled slowly between the two balls while innocently watching Mick's shocked expression as you teased the root. Your tongue flicked back and forth, and your full lips gleamed. Mick soon felt the heat rushing uncontrollably to his lower half.

"Okay, that's enough. Come back and keep licking," Lewis said.

Your moist lips left numerous delicate kisses on Lewis's dick, then, like a slut who adored cocks, you gently grazed the tip with your teeth, holding it and guiding it into your warm mouth, letting Lewis's ever-growing dick fuck your little mouth.

"Does this feel good?" you nodded again.

"Take off your panties."

You left a long, loud kiss on the swollen shaft, lifted your legs off the soft, cream-colored carpet, and removed the thin panties in front of the two men.

Lewis gave you a look. "Go give Mick a head."

You crawled over to Mick, and before he could react, you skillfully used your teeth to grab his zipper and pulled it down.

You looked up at him, flashing a show-off grin, shrugged, and the shirt slipped off one shoulder.

Mick's hand hovered in the air, unsure whether he should touch your gleaming skin.

You shamelessly held the eager shaft before you, starting to lick from the base, then took the tip between your warm lips, sucking deep and shallow, stretching out your small red tongue to repeatedly lick the thick veins on the shaft, gradually taking a third of the impressive length into your mouth, using your tongue to push up.

You closed your eyes, your eyelashes trembling with satisfaction, as if you'd been anticipating this for hours after the race, as it your lips were made for this, as if you were waiting for Mick to shoot his thick cum all over your eyelashes.

Mick excitedly gasped, brushing a few strands of hair back from your forehead. He savored the feel of the damp strands slipping between his fingers, all the while unable to control himself as he thrust forward, watching as you lowered your head to try to swallow his entire cock. The sound of saliva slicking over the it was loud. You slowed your left hand's circular strokes at the base, giving Mick an innocent look only a virgin could match, teasing his swollen tip with your tongue until clear liquid oozed out.

Lewis sat on the carpet, peeling away your shirt bit by bit and pinched your right nipple. Just as you were about to push his mischievous hand away, Lewis tightly gripped your right hand, pressing it against his hot, hard dick to stroke it.

Feeling Lewis's dick thrusting in and out of your palm, your hand became increasingly hot. A shiver ran through your throat as Mick's dick swelled, bouncing inside your warm, moist mouth, almost as if it was commending your little mouth's prowess.

Lewis's other hand wandered over your bare chest, mercilessly pinching the delicate, sensitive nipple.

"How come after doing it so many times, it hasn't grown bigger? How will you satisfy Kimi when he's grown up, hmm?"

Lewis taunted, using his thumb's short nail to stroke back and forth over your nipple, then suddenly quickened the pace of his rubbing, pressing hard against your areola.

"Mm..." You couldn't help but let out a few muffled moans.

"Focus, don't hurt Mick."

"Ah..." you softly moaned, instinctively arching your chest, craving more pleasure from the older man's teasing.

Lewis forcefully grabbed the two soft mounds, pressing them together to form a cleavage, and lifted one side to his mouth, sucking deeply. You stroked Mick's swollen dick, letting out urgent moans as a flush of desire crept up your pretty face.

Lewis turned his head, kissing your smooth neck. The light bites to your skin had a painful allure, and his actions gradually became a faster, firmer squeeze. The more he toyed with your stiff nipple, the more vigorously you sucked on Mick's dick.

Mick could not think of anything but trembled as he watched the scene unfold, breathing heavily in pleasure with your sucking and sweating as his desire deepened.

Lewis finally released your somewhat numb right hand. He lifted one of your legs, supporting your waist, and inserted two fingers coated with lubricant into your already dripping wet core.

Mick stared at the lewd sight: Lewis's tattooed, knuckled fingers sliding in and out of your hot, wet core, making an enticing sound.

Lewis added a third finger, pulling out some transparent, sticky fluid. He brought his fingers together, slowly thrusting in and out at the entrance twice before quickly speeding up, going deeper each time. This made you whimper as you sucked Mick's dick.

Lewis stood up, slapping his hard shaft against your sweat-dampened face. You licked your moist lips and held both men's shafts at the base, licking and sucking back and forth, occasionally rubbing your engorged nipples against their thighs until both were hard and eager.

Lewis picked you up and placed you on the bed. Mick followed them into the bedroom, half-lying against the pillows. You moaned impatiently, crawling onto him. In his burning gaze, you wrapped your flexible legs around his penis. You were like a curious and lascivious teenager, imitating penetration on Mick's body.

At a seductive pace, you rubbed Mick's member with the inside of your thighs.

Several times, Mick's heated tip brushed against your wet opening, causing both to let out surprisingly synchronized gasps. Then, you leaned down to kiss Mick, letting your frantic moans disappear into the intertwining of lips and tongues.

Just when Mick was aching with hardness, you straightened up shamelessly, spread your legs to reveal the reddened entrance from the friction. You inserted your fingers into yourself, quickly thrusting a dozen times, producing lewd squelching sounds.

Mick couldn't help but imagine whether you usually played with yourself like this, perhaps after Toto fell asleep, hiding alone in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet lid, spreading your legs before a half-wall mirror, biting your lips red and inserting yourself to orgasm with your fingers. Maybe before coming to the motorhome, you had already played with yourself in some deserted corner, fantasizing about being ravished by the drivers one by one, inserting yourself until you were dripping wet, so your clothes were crumpled when you entered the room. Or maybe you had done it with some intern before arriving, and the newly arrived man hadn't yet figured out how to satisfy you.

You adjusted Mick's rigid member, aligning it with your entrance, trying twice slowly, and were just about to sit down with Lewis's help when you heard George's voice.

“Well, as race winner I demand being first.”

He walked towards you with big strides, using his hands that had just gripped the steering wheel to hold your breasts, pushing the four fingers toward each other as if teasing a tender and delicious caramel pudding.

Lewis scoffed at his words, "Maybe she wants a real dick first, not that little thing you brag about."

Toto Wolff leaned back against the wall, his shoulder and chest muscles contracting under his shirt with the motion. "Didn't you say that something between your legs dropped down?" He turned to look at you and Mick, both of you blushing, and nodded encouragingly at him.

Lewis soothingly caressed your smooth back, held your face, and kissed you. Mick's cock finally slid in without resistance, and you swayed on his hand, sinking it deeper. Your passionate passage embraced his penis, moving your hips slowly in circles, trying to adjust to Mick's size.

"Ah-" You bit your fingertip, cheeks flushed, letting out waves of delightful moans under Mick's thrusts and Lewis's caresses. The body Toto had trained was extremely sensitive, and your adorable nipples swayed before Mick's eyes. He folded you into an M-shape, hugged your waist as he sat up, and, while biting your reddened nipples, thrust forcefully by holding your right thigh, reaching deeper inside you. You were almost out of control with Mick's pounding, moaning ecstatically in rhythm with the trembling of his thighs, like a shameless little beast in heat, oozing streams of liquid, your limbs burning and limp from the overwhelming pleasure.

George smacked you butt twice, and you raised one eyebrow, revealing a knowing smile. Your body leaned back, lifting your legs to let Mick's cock slip out of you.

George slapped his penis against your butt a few times, and you obediently turned over, lying on the bed with your back to them. Under the light, your back was exposed, along with your alluring rear, which Mick thought he could shoot on in the future. You hastily touched George's member a few times behind you, then lifted your round butt eagerly, allowing that stiff penis to enter your trembling opening.

You were riding George's cock while stroking Mick's, with Mick watching the connection between the two of you. George's big hands gripped your lustful butt, and your tender entrance produced a ring of fine foam from the repeated impact.

Mick knelt beside you, caressing your cheek to turn your head, and pushed his penis, covered in dirty fluids, into his tirelessly eager mouth.

Tears welled in your eyes as all your moans melted into the brutal invasion of his cock. You no longer saw Mick as a novice; Mick was now vigorously taking him. Mick quickened his thrusts, occasionally scratching yours nipples with his right hand, making your nipples quiver. Your body, stimulated from both sides, became increasingly slick with your juices, pushed out heavily by George's thick cock and then driven back in, making the connection between you both increasingly sticky.

You soon lost your balance and collapsed towards Mick, giving him a deep throat.

Toto and Lewis stood side by side, the older man's upper body completely bare. As they watched you being ravaged, Toto's eyes darkened with excitement, and his face turned red. You couldn't see Lewis's hands, but the shifting muscles and blurry shadows on his shoulders told you he was holding himself and Toto, leisurely stroking.

Mick withdrew reluctantly from your enticing mouth at George's signal.

George pressed you down on the bed, lifted your legs, and turned you over before thrusting hard. He first smacked your painfully played-with nipples twice, then inserted his thumb into his red, swollen lips.

You were now sweet and soft from being fucked, your tongue curling around George's finger, eyes closed in pleasure, seriously sucking as you rubbed your trembling calves back and forth against Mick's body, then giggling and turning your face to continue licking Mick's thick cock.

"Ah... so good... come inside me…”

"What did you say?" George asked.

"I want you to cum inside me." You said without thinking as you clamping down on George's dick.

"I'm not wearing a condom." George looked at the unusually slutty way you were being fucked and pushed deeper intentionally. He certainly didn’t begrudge you feeding you with his own cum, but he didn’t want to wait for you to throw a tantrum and complain afterwards.

"It's okay... I want your cum inside...ah-..." your voice was hoarse as your tongue licked around the front part of Mick's dick.

The words were out of your mouth, and George pressed you down onto the white sheets, accelerating the thrusting. If you hadn't been on the pill, you would have been fucked until you were pregnant. The merch no longer fits, and you're left on your knees with your stomach, helping the angry toto and the others relieve their desires. They would take turns enjoying you in the garage, hospitality, and even the track. At the thought, a torrent of George's cum erupted shooting as deep as it can into your body. You spasmed to orgasm as well, writhing on the sheets like there was no bone in your body, your lips parted as you pouring out the most lustful moans.

As Lewis held your thighs, keeping your legs together and exposing your half-open flesh, some of the white semen flowed down your legs. You appeared both like a well-behaved child yearning for sleep and a slut just used for someone's desires.

Soon, you felt Mick's still-hard cock pressing against you; you blinked in confusion, tears still on your cheeks, watching as Mick lifted his hips and thrust straight into you. After a few thrusts, you were aroused again, raising your legs in response, your left arm around your leg and your right hand pulling Mick's neck, allowing him to penetrate freely. Mick kissed your collarbone, pressing against your increasingly sweet body as your hole contracted rhythmically from excitement.

"Do you like the drivers taking turns with you?" Toto asked, placing a gentle kiss on your hair. You bit your hand, moaning without answering.

Toto fondled your nipples while whispering unusually crude words in your ear. Next time, he suggested, you should be tied to the W15 with a scarf bearing the team's logo. The colors of the scarf would match your naked skin and the wide-spread position of your legs perfectly. Every driver needing to release excess energy after the race would have their turn with you. Others would envy how the team had such a sweet slut.

You, drowsy and hearing Toto's words, could only intermittently moan as Mick fucked you, seemingly unable to handle the young driver's excess energy. Your thighs were flushed red, enduring Toto's occasional teasing and slapping.

Lewis patted Mick on the shoulder, signaling him to pull his cock out of your hole. Dazed, you gasped as your hole opened and closed, not yet understanding what was happening, before Lewis covered your eyes with his clothes. Lewis, with your eyes covered, pressed his cock against your slick hole, enjoying your panicked and hungry reaction, then entered following the path already paved by George and Mick. After a few thrusts, he switched with Mick.

The two alternated, each thrusting deeply and then roughly pulling out despite your sweet pleas. Your once accommodating hole was stretched wide by their large, hard cocks, with dirty fluids spilling out, and your hole soon became red and swollen. Under the cover of clothes, you experienced this brutal pleasure for the first time, unable to distinguish whose cock was inside you, only rubbing your legs against the owner of the cock, both embarrassed and excited.

Suddenly, Toto's fingers invaded your asshole, causing a tingling sensation in your tailbone, making you tighten your inner walls, and Mick felt as if all the blood in his body was concentrated in his cock.

He held your waist tightly, thrusting into you vigorously while occasionally gripping your ankles, leaving a trail of damp bite marks on your calves.

The sinful pleasure surged rapidly within you, almost exploding in your sensitive, vulnerable body after your climax. Your pleas were pitiable, with your open hole feeling unbearably wet, and you were soon thrust into so hard that your whole body trembled, your calves nearly cramping, and your sweet moans changing in tone.

You instinctively tried to escape the intense manipulation, but Toto quickly noticed and pulled you back forcefully.

Toto's penis was already impatiently penetrating you from behind, and you continued to endure the powerful thrusts from both men. This scene of trying to escape repeated several times until you screamed with a sobbing tone, collapsing onto the bed, unable to protest any further.

You allowed Mick and Toto to manipulate you fiercely, filling your capable hole with copious amounts of thick semen. When Mick pulled out, your body continued to shiver.

Beneath the thin layer of sweat on your skin, you felt a warm flow mixed with a belly full of cum spilling out from your heated passage. You reached out to gently soothe your temporarily stretched hole, making a half-painful, half-pleasurable sound, and then put your fingers covered in various bodily fluids into your mouth.

Mick, checking the time on his phone, captured this precious moment.

Lewis ruthlessly parted your labia, while his other fingers entered your wet opening, stirring it around. "Such a sensitive body." He leaned in, blowing into your flushed ear, and proceeded to suck and nibble on his burning earlobe. "Lick it clean." He brought his fingers, covered with your juices, to your face, and you willingly wrapped them in your hot, eager mouth, letting them fill your small mouth, with saliva dripping down your chin.

He spread your legs wide and pressed his hard, hot dick against you again.

"Are you Toto's best whore? Is that why he spent so much money on you? He wanted to chain you with diamond jewelry, but you always preferred to be fucked by strangers, right? Want to come with me to Ferrari and seduce some Italians?"

"No, it's not like that.." you cried pitifully, his words making your legs tremble uncontrollably while your wet opening tightly gripped the man's shaft, making it unbearably arousing.

"Lying is not a good habit." Lewis enjoyed the pleasurable friction of his dick being squeezed, leaving a noticeable mark on your smooth thigh as he pounded into your soft body.

You lacked the strength to resist, clinging to Lewis's firm arm, allowing him to make excessively lewd sounds with his thrusts.

"You're really an insatiable girl," he murmured, speeding up his thrusts, and yours warm insides soon accepted his ejaculation. You screamed, collapsing onto the bed, gasping for air.

"What are you thinking about?" Toto brought a towel to clean you off, casually kissing your hair. He was always a pertect gentleman to you, even though his shaft was still swaying below.

"What about George?"

"He's disqualified, not eligible to fuck you a second time," Lewis said, pinching your backside.

"Poor George. But it's okay; at least he crossed the finish line first and I got to have Mick." Your face flushed as you smiled at Mick.

Sweet dreams - LN

Summary: Lando wanted to suprise his girlfriend but got suprised

Warnings: SMUT, somnophilia, horny!Lando, sleepy!reader, slight overstimulation(?), pet names, oral (f!receiving), penetrative sex (i think that’s it let me know if i missed any)

Side notes: English is not my first language so sorry if anything sounds weird. Hopes you guys enjoy❤️‍🔥

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Y/n went to sleep wearing one of Lando’s button-ups with nothing underneath. She doesn’t usually go to sleep full commando but since her boyfriend isn’t home, why not? Lando was out for the triple header, he just finished Barcelona and was supposed to go straight to Austria, but Lando decided to give his girlfriend a surprise.

Lando opened the door to his apartment slightly, tiptoeing his way through the dark room, careful not to wake her up. He cracks the door to their bedroom quietly, guessing she was asleep since it was pretty late at night. He made his way to where she was lying, looking down at y/n’s peaceful face…until something caught his attention.

Y/n was letting out some incoherent mumbling and panting but was still pretty much fast asleep. She was straddling a pillow, that’s what caught Lando’s eyes. He reached for the pillow between her legs to remove it and to his surprise, there was a damp spot on the pillow. Lando’s eyes widen as he looks down at his girlfriend, who is now rubbing her legs together from the loss of the pillow. He parted her legs slightly, staring at the glistening wetness and leaning down, placing kisses on both sides of her thigh. Meanwhile, Y/n was still very deep asleep.

“P-please, Lando” Y/n mumbled in a quiet tone but enough for Lando to hear

He looks up from between her legs to see that she’s still sleeping. She’s having a wet dream. This is a perfect opportunity for Lando to try out something they talked about for a while but never got the chance to try.

He moved his finger up and down collecting the wetness and then bringing them up to his mouth to taste. He’s pretty sure if y/n was awake and watching him doing that right now, she would be too embarrassed and try to cover her red face. However, she was still fast asleep right now, stirred a little but nothing else, allowing Lando to do everything he wanted to her.

Lando leaned down and lick a stripe from her hole up to her clit, making her breath hitch in her sleep. He starts doing kitten licks and placing kisses on y/n’s clit, teeth glazing it sending shivers down her body

“L-Lan?” She woke up and tried to close her leg in confusion, unsure what was happening.

“I’m here princess, go back to sleep and lemme take care of you yeah?” Lando shushed y/n and pecked her lip before lowering himself again to finish what he started.

Lando started to eat you out like crazy. If anybody sees how he is right now they would think that he was starved for days. The combination of y/n’s arousal and his saliva glistening on her soaked cunt as he continues to devour her. Sucking and practically “making out” with her clit as two of his fingers enter her and immediately start to move at a brutal pace, as his other hand moves up to toy with y/n’s tits. It was too much for her, hands desperately trying to find something to grab onto when they found Lando’s hair.

“I-I’m close Lan”

Her boyfriend didn’t reply but hummed into her soaked cunt, sending vibration to y/n’s already sensitive clit, adding up to the knot building up in her lower abdomen, pushing her over the edge. She grabbed onto Lando’s hair tightly as she cum, moaning out loud.

“That’s it sweetheart, good girl” Lando coos as he plants kisses all over her face. Just when Y/n was about to doze off again, she felt Lando’s tip squeezing into her tight cunt.

“N-no, I want to sleep” Y/n whines, closing her legs and trying to push Lando away

“C’mon, just one more for me ok?”. Lando coos as he grabs her hands and pins them above her head. With one thrust, he bottomed out in her. Lando let out a groan feeling her warm, tight cunt wrapping around his hard member.

“So good f’me huh baby” He whispers in her ear, feeling her clenching extra hard down on him. Lando started with slow but deep strokes, hitting y/n’s G-spot with every thrust making her moan out loud.

“M-more”

“I thought you wanted to sleep, no?” Lando jokes as y/n gives him a death stare.

“Your wish is my command, princess” He chuckled slightly as he increased his pace, hips snapping into her at brutal speed. The sound of skin slapping and wet noises from the combination of her arousal and his pre-cum fills the room.

“I’m close-“

“Cum for me baby” Lando’s hand sneaks down to rub her clit in a circular motion, adding more pleasure, and pushing her over the edge. Y/n let out a loud moan as she comes, clenching around and milking his cock. Lando pulls out and shoots his cum on her stomach.

“Did so well for me, gorgeous” Lando says as he pecks her lip quickly then runs to grab a towel to clean both of them up. After he’s done with the cleaning, Lando climbs onto the bed to cuddle up with Y/n.

“So what were you dreaming about earlier” Lando asks as Y/n hits his chest playfully with her palm.

“Some handsome guy teasing me”

Burning Desire

pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

summary: Oscar was supposed to have dinner with you to celebrate his first win, but what he was really obsessed with was getting inside you.

warning: 18+ only, smut, nsfw, semi-public sex, oral sex(m receiving), P in V sex, dirty talk, light BDSM

note: quickie one for Oscar’s first race win :) As always, feedbacks and advices are welcome!

Oscar watched you sitting across from him. Your smile was beautiful in the dim light. Your fingers lightly brushed your hair as you leaned forward slightly, revealing the lovely curves of your chest. At times like this, he always wanted to do so many things: the brief kiss just now wasn’t enough; he wanted to keep kissing you until your lips were swollen, and your lipstick left suggestive marks on his lips.

It wasn’t enough to hold your shoulder and your hand when you first entered the restaurant; he wanted his hands to knead your breasts, on your butt, to explore between your thighs. He wanted to undress you, take off his shirt and feel your naked, silkier-than-silk, softer-than-cotton skin against his.

Oscar’s fingers inadvertently brushed the back of your hand and wrist. Your hands were warm, feeling so good that it was hard to let go. His leg was pressed against your knee, lightly rubbing with every movement. You blinked and smiled as if completely unaware of his actions. Oscar’s throat began to dry, and a strange heat spread through his body.

You reached for the sparkling water, but your hand “accidentally” slipped when you touched the glass, causing it to tip over.

“Sorry, Oscar,” you apologized quickly, holding the glass. His thin shirt became semi-transparent in the wet, clinging to his skin and vaguely revealing his body underneath. The water ran down, gliding over his chest and abdomen, leaving suggestive wet marks.

Oscar stood up, grabbing your sleeve, “Come help me.”

Almost anxiously, you both squeezed into the bathroom, where the surrounding air heated rapidly, making you dizzy and hot. As you closed the door, you exchanged a desperate kiss, the confined space pressing you close together. Oscar sat on the toilet lid and pulled you onto his lap, kissing your neck and moving eagerly downward. Unable to wait to undo each button, he tore the fabric apart with force.

Your chest was exposed. He left shallow kiss marks on your neck, then bit your collarbone. His hand moved to your chest, teasing your cool nipple with his fingers, circling your areola. The stimulated flesh stood erect in the air and the only sound was your slightly rapid breathing.

Oscar sucked on one of your nipples, his tongue playing with the erect nub, while his other hand pinched the other, kneading and rubbing it indiscriminately. Occasionally he glanced at your face — a face of endurance, blushing with a red tinge.

So beautiful.

Oscar thought, not stopping his mouth, from occasionally grinding the nipple with his teeth. When he let go, the small nub glistened with a lascivious wet sheen, slightly swollen.

You complained, “You ruined my clothes.”

Oscar held your neck and kissed you again. “Sorry. I’ll buy you a hundred new ones.”

He looked down at you because you had instinctively knelt down and reached for his pants. Without speaking, you skillfully freed the long confined member. It had been hard for a long time, with bulging veins, hot to the touch. The size was quite impressive. “An adrenaline-pumping race, huh?”you chuckled softly, squinting your eyes filled with seduction and teasing.

You licked your lips, first kissing the head of his cock, then sticking out your tongue to symbolically lick the glans, tracing the veins along the shaft with your tongue. You held the base of the shaft with your hand, hiding your teeth, and tried to swallow the head.

The wet, soft mouth enveloped the head and you sucked a few times, sending strong sensations through Oscar that made him gasp. You continued to swallow, taking it deeper each time, making Oscar let out a deep moan. Watching your head bob up and down between his legs, he ran his fingers through your hair, enjoying the pleasure. Then pressed down on your head, completing a relatively smooth deep throat.

Oscar watched as you spit out the cock, your tongue rubbing against his shaft as your eyes stared at him innocently, ignoring the fact that you were sucking his cock. Staring helplessly at the ceiling, he held his breath.

Don’t come yet, he thought, over and over. Don’t come yet.

He suddenly pulled you up, grabbing your butt, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance, making you moan in frustration. The sound of wetness quickly filled the air as you tried to sit down, but your hips were lifted again. Unable to stand it, you moved closer to kiss Oscar, actively pleasing today’s champion.

He relaxed his grip, allowing the wet, soft entrance to slowly swallow his cock, entering the warm, moist tunnel, watching the point of union draw closer until it was completely engulfed.

Both sighed with pleasure. The fullness brought brief pleasure, but it wasn't enough; they wanted more. But Oscar remained still for some reason, so you moved on your own, lifting your hips to withdraw a bit before sitting back down. Oscar squeezed your buttocks, urging you to continue, so you held that position, shaking your hips, controlling the repeated entry and exit of the cock inside you, producing shameful moans. Oscar felt his cock being wrapped and unwrapped again and again, hitting the wet, warm folds. The bulging veins stretched you wide, rubbing against you, while your juices uncontrollably gushed from deep within, only to be blocked entirely by that big meat.

He grabbed your waist, starting to thrust upward. Each time, the cock accurately struck your sensitive spot, washing over your nerves with intense pleasure, making you emit sweet, sticky moans.

The narrow bathroom was filled with lewd sounds of impact and erotic water sounds. Oscar fondled your waist, kissing your ear and sucking your earlobe.

“Race winner, what are you doing now?”

“Uh... I’m fucking you...”

Oscar stood up, the bathroom providing little room to move. Keeping the connection, he lifted your leg with one hand, held your waist with the other, and began a new round of thrusting against the wall. The hot skin against the cold wall provided a significant stimulation, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, accepting his thrusts.

He loved your moans; the more you cried out, the more excited he became, and the more vigorous his thrusts became. Gradually, he no longer paid attention to his strength, relying solely on instinct to penetrate deeply, each thrust pushing into the deepest part of your core.

Supported only by Oscar’s hands, your back pressed against the wall, making you feel as if you were fixed in place, unable to resist. The intense shame and stimulation overwhelmed you, and the continuous thrusting brought you to your first orgasm, your thighs trembling uncontrollably.

“i’m not done yet,” Oscar said in a low voice. He carried you to the low sink in the bathroom, turning you around while still connected. The movement stimulated you to the point of almost screaming. Oscar propped himself on the sink, and the Australian resumed thrusting from behind.

The position allowed for deeper penetration, the head of his cock repeatedly rubbing against your sensitive spot post-orgasm. Your pussy produced more fluids, making squelching sounds with each thrust.

Oscar pinched your waist, watching your overflowing entrance repeatedly engulf his cock. You were being fucked senseless, your body flooded with pleasure from all directions, making you feel like crying. It was physiological tears, but soon even your breathing was interrupted, and all that came out were muffled sobs.

“Careful, someone might hear you.”

You bit your lower lip, trying to stifle the sounds, but the second orgasm quickly approached, causing you to squirt with tears streaming down your face. This fucked-into-crying state was quite ungraceful, with your legs trembling uncontrollably, almost unable to stand.

The little mouth below was stretched to its limit, its edges becoming translucent, while the delicate flesh inside was drawn out by the head of his cock before being thrust back in, trembling. He roughly pressed down on your abdomen, shaped by the thrusts, making you scream as warm fluid shot out.

Fortunately, Oscar finally reached his limit, coming inside you. Instinctively pressing you against him and trying to go deeper. His eyes squeezed shut and he could hear himself whimpering into your hair. You lay on the counter, processing the aftermath of the climax.

“Sorry, babe, I’m not—” Oscar gasped out, finally dislodging from between your thighs, face was redder than it had been right after the race ended.

“Hey,” you caught his face with your hand. “It’s okay, I like it.”

When you and Oscar left the restaurant, you were wearing his jacket. His hands rested on your waist, occasionally bending down to peck your cheeks and lips. He opened the car door for you, and as the door closed behind you, all he could think about was how eagerly he wanted to be inside you again.

Prinzessin

You lay back on the deck, closing your eyes as the warm sunlight bathed your skin. The gentle rocking of the boat coupled with the sound of the waves was incredibly soothing, and you felt a sense of tranquility wash over you. You took a deep breath, inhaling the salty air and feeling the tension in your body gradually dissolve. Despite the initial annoyance of waking up before Toto, you found a strange sense of peace in being alone with your thoughts, the vast expanse of the ocean acting as a natural salve for your irritation. As you continued to recline on the deck, basking in the sun, you couldn't help but marvel at the stunning beauty of your surroundings. The clear blue sky was dotted with wispy clouds, and the ocean gleamed like a sparkling gem in the sunlight. The boat rocked ever so gently, creating a gentle lulling motion that was both calming and invigorating.

The last few days spent with Toto were nothing less than perfection. When he first brought up the idea of taking you away to celebrate your recent graduate school graduation, you were completely taken back. Toto’s lifestyle and the way he chose to spoil you was something you were still acclimating to. A romantic dinner and a movie? Sure - but to be whisked away on a yacht to the middle of nowhere was something else completely. However, you couldn’t deny that it was nice to finally have some alone time together.

Between the stress of the last few weeks of classes and the Mercedes’ team finally winning two races out of the three during the triple-header, the two of you had barely been able to see each other. After some convincing, you finally agreed to a getaway with Toto for the weekend and you didn’t regret it for a second. Wining and dining you, he had spent the last few days making sure you felt like a princess. Watching the sunset together, eating 5 star meals, taking a swim in the ocean - everything felt like it was straight out of a dream. That’s not including the white hot, passionate sex that filled every other moment of your trip. Toto knew how you treat you but he knew how to treat your body even better.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approaching made your eyes flutter open, and you turned your head to see Toto's tall figure making his way towards you. You couldn’t help but giggle at his scrunched up face and wild bed head but as your eyes trailed down his torso you took your bottom lip between your teeth. He wore a turquoise pair of swim trunks and a white button up shirt that was open in the front, exposing his chiseled torso to you.

Toto's face broke into a small smile as he spotted you lying on the deck, a relaxed expression on your features. He made his way over, settling down next to you.

"You're up early," he commented, his voice laced with a hint of surprise. "Normally, I'm the morning person in the relationship." Toto’s voice was low, gravely, and made you clench your thighs together.

“You looked peaceful. I didn’t wanna bother you.” You sat up completely, pushing your sunglasses up to sit on top of your head.

You gave him a playful smirk, still feeling a bit cheeky from your previous annoyance. "Well, even early birds need their beauty sleep, Toto," you retorted, stretching lazily like a cat in the sun.

Toto chuckled, running a hand through his tousled hair. "True," he agreed, his eyes studying you for a moment. "Although, I have to admit, I was enjoying having the bed to myself for once."

You let out a small laugh, amused by his comment. "Oh, don't pretend you don't enjoy my nocturnal disturbances," you teased, giving him a nudge with your shoulder.

Toto feigned a look of mock offense. “Disturbances, huh?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Is that what we’re calling your relentless bed stealing habits now?”

You let out a mock sniff of disdain. "You're just jealous that my sleeping habits are way more efficient. While you're stuck in one position, I'm maximizing the available bed space," you teased, enjoying the banter.

Toto shook his head in amusement. "Maximizing bed space, huh? More like making it impossible for anyone to get a decent night's sleep."

“You didn’t complain much last night when I kept you up for some rather adult activities” you smirked and said. 

Toto's cheeks flushed slightly at your comment, the memory of the previous night's activities clearly not far from his mind. He cleared his throat, but a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, I suppose there are some benefits to your... 'bed-stealing habits,'" he conceded, his tone slightly gravelly. 

As Toto looked over to you, the sun glinted off your neck at just the right time, exposing to him that you were wearing the diamond necklace he had gotten you. A devilish grin spread across his face as he squatted down next to you and cupped your neck in his large hand, thumb tracing over the chain of the necklace.

“Here I thought you didn’t like this necklace.” Toto stated, eyes watching as his thumb moved back and forth over the crease of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine that made him grin even more.

“I never said I didn’t like it.” Your voice was soft, barely above a whisper. The smell of his cologne clogging up your senses, making it feel as though your head was in a cloud. “Jus’ said it was too much.”

Toto's smile grew wider as he continued to toy with the necklace around your neck, noticing the effect it was having on you. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over your skin.

"Ah, so you do like it, hmmm?" he teased, enjoying how his touch was making you shiver. "You're just too stubborn to admit it, Prinzessin."

You let out a breathless laugh, trying to maintain your composure despite the warmth of his touch and the intoxicating scent of his cologne. "Maybe I just don't want to stroke your ego even more," you countered, giving him a mock glare.

“You can always stroke something else of mine.” He said while looking directly into your eyes, those hazel brown eyes slowly lured you into the wood or somewhere so magically. The way Toto looked at you had always made your heart skip a beat. You didn’t know it was possible for someone to have so much love and adoration in their eyes when they looked at someone. Toto always told you that you were his greatest gift in life and he made it his mission to ensure you felt that way. Although the attention, the love, the gifts, proved to be too much at times, there wasn’t anything you wouldn’t do to get that look from him for the rest of your life.

“And you’re wearing my favorite…” A single finger ran down the strap of your swimsuit top, the coldness of the finger was a stark contrast from how warm your body felt from the sun.

“Not like I had a choice. You ripped the other one yesterday.” You teased.

Toto grinned at the memory of yesterday’s escapade. The man was lucky he was rich because he had a bad habit of ripping your clothes when they didn’t come off quickly enough for his liking.

“I’ll buy you another one.” Toto quipped.

Before you had a chance to respond, he pressed his lips to yours. Almost immediately, his tongue pressed against your lips, begging for access. You could taste mint toothpaste as he swirled his tongue around yours. You sighed into the kiss, feeling your joints buckle as they typically did whenever Toto kissed you. Every kiss you shared was filled with intensity, passion, desire, and made you feel as though you were floating on air. Instead of relying on your arms to keep you upright, you wrapped your arms around his neck and tangled your hands in his messy hair. Toto grinned, going down on one knee to make sure neither of you toppled to the ground. You felt your bottom lip become trapped between his teeth as he pulled away lightly, letting it go at the end.

“I want you to lay back. Can you do that for me, Liebe?” Toto cooed.

This time it was your turn to bite your bottom lip as you nodded, obediently laying back against the deck while you kept your eyes locked to his. As soon as you settled into position, Toto’s body was over yours and you couldn’t help but run your hands along his torso.

“I love seeing you underneath me.” Toto whispered, peppering kisses along your jaw line and tracing them down the column of your throat.

As Toto's lips continue their journey down your throat, sending shivers down your spine, you can't help but arch your back in anticipation. His hands are exploring your body, making your heart race with every touch. His fingers deftly unbutton your shorts, slipping inside to caress the warm skin beneath. He kisses a trail down your sternum, his hot breath making you gasp. Reaching the waistband, he pulls your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, revealing your glistening folds.

With a low growl of desire, Toto buries his face between your thighs, his tongue lapping at your swollen clit. He devours you with a hunger that borders on feral, his fingers spreading your lips wide to grant himself deeper access.

Your back bows off the deck as his tongue plunges into your aching heat, lapping at your walls with a skill that drives you wild. He sucks your clit between his lips, rolling the sensitive bud with his tongue while his fingers curl inside you, stroking that sweet spot that makes your vision blur. With a delicate flick of his tongue, Toto teases your entrance, encouraging you to arch your hips and beg for more. He plunges deep into your wetness with a gusto that has you gripping the edge of the deck

His lips form a tight seal around your throbbing clit as he suckles greedily, his tongue darting and swirling to drive you to the brink. You're a whimpering, mewling mess beneath him, your fingers tangling in his hair as you try to pull him closer.

Toto's tongue is relentless, stroking and circling your sensitive nub with an expertise that borders on cruel. You're a quivering, sobbing mess, your thighs clenching around his head as he feasts on your arousal.

A sigh left your lips once more as you threaded your fingers back into his chestnut hair. It felt as though every hair on your body stood up straight as Toto flickering his eyes up to meet yours, Toto leaned forward and slow up the pace. Your head fell back with a whine as your hips involuntarily jutted toward his mouth.

"Please, Toto, more.." you gasp, your hips bucking against his mouth as he ramp up the intensity. His purring vibrates against your clit, it served you so well right now.

“Oh god.” You groaned, arching your back and pushing your cunt further into his face.

Toto's tongue flickers over your clit, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your body. Your toes are curling and your legs start to shake uncontrollably as he pushes you over the edge. He pulled back slightly and gathered your folds between his fingers and squeezed them together.

“Such a pretty pussy, Prinzessin. Love seeing the way it’s dripping for me.”

Immediately he was diving back in, letting go of your folds to hold your legs back in place. The obscene slurping noises coming from between your legs had you moaning in pleasure. The feeling of his tongue prodding at your entrance made your hands fly to his hair and your legs lock over his back.

“Go on, Liebe. Use me. Fuck yourself on my tongue.” Toto mumbled, sticking his tongue out and allowing you to rock your core over it.

“Shit, shit, shit. Oh fuck, Toto, I’m-I’m gonna cum.” You squealed, increasing the speed at which you ground yourself against him.

Just like that, you felt the white hot pleasure of your orgasm rip through you, legs shaking slightly as you clenched your thighs around his head. Instead of pulling away, Toto doubled down and dug his fingers into your hips as he pushed his face further into your core. He lapped up your orgasm like he was put on this earth to do so.

The sensitivity from your last orgasm made you jerk away from him, but Toto had no intentions of letting you go.

“Come on, Schatzi. Give me one more, I know you got one more for me.”

Toto pulled back and quickly replaced his tongue with his middle and ring finger, curling them upwards as he thrusted them. At the same time he snaked his hand over the front of your swimsuit top and yanked your breasts free, making sure to pinch and tug on your nipples as he continued his rough pace.

There was no holding back the scream that erupted from your chest as you came for the second time. The orgasm that ripped through you was one that was so intense you could swear your eyes rolled all the way back into your head. Toto placed light kisses over your mound as you came down from your high.

“Good job, Schatzi. You did so good for me.”

Your eyes fluttered open slowly as Toto crawled back over you, grinning at your fucked out state. His nose traced the curve of your jaw as he waited for you to come back to. Licking your lips you pushed on his chest, signaling for him to let you up. As he sat up you followed him, only to push him down to the floor. Toto grinned at you proudly.

“Schatzi you know you don’t have to—“ Toto’s sentence was cut short with a low groan as you ran your hand over the length of him through his shorts.

Quickly ridding him of his swim trunks you took the length of him into your hand and pumped up and down a few times. You’d become wholly familiar with his anatomy in the time you’d been dating, but each time you saw his cock always felt like the first. Toto groaned, lips slightly parted as he looked down at you. Maintaining that eye contact, you leaned in and swirled your tongue around the head.

“Fffuck.” Toto breathed, gathering your hair at the top of your head so he wouldn’t miss a single view of you wrapped around his cock.

Moving down toward the bottom, you licked a stripe up the underside of his cock before taking as much of him in your mouth as you were able. Toto grunted loudly, doing his best to keep his hips from bucking up into your mouth.

“Jesus Christ. You feel so good, Liebe.” Toto praised.

You looked up at him from under your lashes as you continued to suck his cock. The blissed out look on his face made your core throb. There was something about the way you made him feel so good that you absolutely adored. You took your time, taking as much of him as you could as slowly as you could. Other men you were with liked their head messy and fast, but Toto always commented on how much he loved the way you took your time with him.

Pulling away, you continued to stroke him with your hand as you moved down to take his balls into your mouth and suck on them gently. As you began to do so, you felt his cock jump in your hand and a grin spread across your face.

“Fuck, Liebe, stop, stop.” Toto grabbed you and pulled you up.

Crashing his lips to yours, the kiss was needy and messy. Toto held your face tightly in his hands as you scrambled onto his lap. You pushed the shirt off his shoulders and Toto shrugged it off, pulling away to look at you.

“God, you’re gonna be the death of me one day, Schatzi. You make me feel so fuckin’ good.”

Positioning yourself over him, you sank down slowly on to his cock. The stretch was something you still hadn’t gotten used to, but god did it feel incredible. Each and every time you wondered how it was possible to feel so full. Toto grabbed your face and pulled you into another kiss as you allowed yourself to get used to him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled away from the kiss.

“Please move, Toto.” You panted.

Toto’s hands found their way to your hips as he slowly started to help you move back and forth. A long groan came from you as you leaned your head back. Toto took the opportunity to nibble gently on your pulse point. The rock of your hips back and forth had his pelvis hitting your clit each time, causing a surge of pleasure to shoot through your body.

“More, I need more.” You moaned out.

Toto wrapped his arm around your waist as he flipped you onto your back. The moment your back hit the floor, his pace increased tremendously. The lewd sound of slapping skin filled the area and you were grateful you were out in the middle of nowhere.

“You were fuckin’ made for me weren’t you, Schatzi? Goddamnit, you fit me like a fucking glove.” Toto growled, pushing your leg back even further so he could drill into you at a different angle.

You wrapped your hands around his forearm as he held on to your hip. The drag of his cock against your velvety walls had your eyes rolling into the back of your head once more. The hand that rested on your hip moved to rest on your lower abdomen right above your pelvis as he continued to piston in and out of you.

The movement only made the pressure in your abdomen increase tenfold and you could feel yourself starting to clench around him involuntarily.

“P-please, I-“

“You need to cum, hmm? My pretty girl gonna cum?”

“Please!” You yelled out as he snapped his hips particularly rough into you.

Toto placed both hands on your hips as he lifted you slightly off the ground, pounding into you with all he had. As he did so you reached your hand down your front and rubbed your clit in fast circles.

“Oh fuck, yeah. Rub your clit Liebe. Cmon, cum for me.”

After a few more snaps of his hips you felt yourself tensing up, toes curling as your third orgasm washed over you. This time your legs were shaking visibly and you groaned loudly.

“So fuckin pretty when you cum, Schatzi. Fuck.”

It was obvious that Toto was close. You could feel him twitch inside of you as well as the way his hips were beginning to falter.

“Want you to cum in me, Liebe. Wanna feel you cum in me.” You whimpered up at him.

“Fucking Christ!” Toto fell forward, hands on either side of you as he shoved his hips forward, painting your walls with his spend.

Toto remained leaning over you, pressing his forehead to yours as you moaned in tandem. Breathing in each other’s breath, you reached up and cupped his cheek. Toto wrapped his fingers around your wrist and turned his head to press a kiss to your palm, biting down on the flesh of your hand slightly. You giggled, watching him grin at your noise.

Toto pulled away from you, using the towel you had been sunbathing with to help clean you up. Toto laid down against the deck and you curled up against him, pressing a kiss to his chest as you tangled your leg with his. He stroked your hair with his hand as he pressed a kiss to your crown.

“Yeah,” he started, twirling your hair around his finger, “I’d say you deserve the moon.”

You laughed, hitting his chest for his dumb joke. Toto chuckled, taking your hand in his and lifting it up to his lips for a kiss.

“I love you, Schatzi. And I’m so proud of you.”

You could feel your heart swell at his words. Whenever you were with Toto, all you felt was love.

“I love you too, Toto. Thank you, for everything.”

The two of you remained tangled in one another while you regained your strength. The boat was quiet, the soft crashing of the waves once again soothing your senses as you let your eyes closed.

“So…” Toto’s voice brings you back to reality, “how about a round two?”

Sweet dreams - LN

Summary: Lando wanted to suprise his girlfriend but got suprised

Warnings: SMUT, somnophilia, horny!Lando, sleepy!reader, slight overstimulation(?), pet names, oral (f!receiving), penetrative sex (i think that’s it let me know if i missed any)

Side notes: English is not my first language so sorry if anything sounds weird. Hopes you guys enjoy❤️‍🔥

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Y/n went to sleep wearing one of Lando’s button-ups with nothing underneath. She doesn’t usually go to sleep full commando but since her boyfriend isn’t home, why not? Lando was out for the triple header, he just finished Barcelona and was supposed to go straight to Austria, but Lando decided to give his girlfriend a surprise.

Lando opened the door to his apartment slightly, tiptoeing his way through the dark room, careful not to wake her up. He cracks the door to their bedroom quietly, guessing she was asleep since it was pretty late at night. He made his way to where she was lying, looking down at y/n’s peaceful face…until something caught his attention.

Y/n was letting out some incoherent mumbling and panting but was still pretty much fast asleep. She was straddling a pillow, that’s what caught Lando’s eyes. He reached for the pillow between her legs to remove it and to his surprise, there was a damp spot on the pillow. Lando’s eyes widen as he looks down at his girlfriend, who is now rubbing her legs together from the loss of the pillow. He parted her legs slightly, staring at the glistening wetness and leaning down, placing kisses on both sides of her thigh. Meanwhile, Y/n was still very deep asleep.

“P-please, Lando” Y/n mumbled in a quiet tone but enough for Lando to hear

He looks up from between her legs to see that she’s still sleeping. She’s having a wet dream. This is a perfect opportunity for Lando to try out something they talked about for a while but never got the chance to try.

He moved his finger up and down collecting the wetness and then bringing them up to his mouth to taste. He’s pretty sure if y/n was awake and watching him doing that right now, she would be too embarrassed and try to cover her red face. However, she was still fast asleep right now, stirred a little but nothing else, allowing Lando to do everything he wanted to her.

Lando leaned down and lick a stripe from her hole up to her clit, making her breath hitch in her sleep. He starts doing kitten licks and placing kisses on y/n’s clit, teeth glazing it sending shivers down her body

“L-Lan?” She woke up and tried to close her leg in confusion, unsure what was happening.

“I’m here princess, go back to sleep and lemme take care of you yeah?” Lando shushed y/n and pecked her lip before lowering himself again to finish what he started.

Lando started to eat you out like crazy. If anybody sees how he is right now they would think that he was starved for days. The combination of y/n’s arousal and his saliva glistening on her soaked cunt as he continues to devour her. Sucking and practically “making out” with her clit as two of his fingers enter her and immediately start to move at a brutal pace, as his other hand moves up to toy with y/n’s tits. It was too much for her, hands desperately trying to find something to grab onto when they found Lando’s hair.

“I-I’m close Lan”

Her boyfriend didn’t reply but hummed into her soaked cunt, sending vibration to y/n’s already sensitive clit, adding up to the knot building up in her lower abdomen, pushing her over the edge. She grabbed onto Lando’s hair tightly as she cum, moaning out loud.

“That’s it sweetheart, good girl” Lando coos as he plants kisses all over her face. Just when Y/n was about to doze off again, she felt Lando’s tip squeezing into her tight cunt.

“N-no, I want to sleep” Y/n whines, closing her legs and trying to push Lando away

“C’mon, just one more for me ok?”. Lando coos as he grabs her hands and pins them above her head. With one thrust, he bottomed out in her. Lando let out a groan feeling her warm, tight cunt wrapping around his hard member.

“So good f’me huh baby” He whispers in her ear, feeling her clenching extra hard down on him. Lando started with slow but deep strokes, hitting y/n’s G-spot with every thrust making her moan out loud.

“M-more”

“I thought you wanted to sleep, no?” Lando jokes as y/n gives him a death stare.

“Your wish is my command, princess” He chuckled slightly as he increased his pace, hips snapping into her at brutal speed. The sound of skin slapping and wet noises from the combination of her arousal and his pre-cum fills the room.

“I’m close-“

“Cum for me baby” Lando’s hand sneaks down to rub her clit in a circular motion, adding more pleasure, and pushing her over the edge. Y/n let out a loud moan as she comes, clenching around and milking his cock. Lando pulls out and shoots his cum on her stomach.

“Did so well for me, gorgeous” Lando says as he pecks her lip quickly then runs to grab a towel to clean both of them up. After he’s done with the cleaning, Lando climbs onto the bed to cuddle up with Y/n.

“So what were you dreaming about earlier” Lando asks as Y/n hits his chest playfully with her palm.

“Some handsome guy teasing me”

shaking for you ꨄ oscar piastri

oscar piastri x f!reader

warnings: 18+ only, pussy-drunk oscar, oral (fem!receiving), p in v - no protection, minor overstimulation, oscar is a dirty talker, mention of cockwarming [914 words]

request: can you please do do 28 from the 🌶️ prompt list with oscar 😽 [28. “I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking.”]

The grip you had on his hair was unrelenting, his tongue moving in circles as you pushed your core closer to his face, practically begging him for more, begging for him to make you cum for a third time that night.

He had practically bent you over the second he was through the door, having not seen you in weeks, he was insatiable, eager to see you, eager to get the chance to be inside you, to have his tongue pressed to your clit. To have you moaning his name. Shaking for him.

Your clothes lay in tatters on the floor, bruises forming on your hips, your breasts, up the side of your neck. 

Oscar’s skin wasn’t much different. Scratch marks littered his arms, his back, love bites were forming all over his chest and neck. His lips bruised and puffy, practically aching to be kissed again. 

“You gonna be good and cum f’me, baby? Gonna gush all over my lips? Been so good for me all night, know you can give me one more, c’mon,” he taunted you, a finger circling your entrance before pushing inside.

He had stretched you out nicely on his cock earlier in the evening, the finger he had pushed inside of you barely satisfying the ache that was yearning for more, desperate to feel him inside of you again. Mixed with his tongue, though? It was indescribable, it was everything you were craving and more.

And he knew that. Knew what he could do to make you scream for him, to make you soak his face in your juices.

Which was exactly what he was doing. Pushing a second finger inside you alongside his first, his lips and tongue slurping, sucking, and licking at your clit; the whimpers were falling from your lips, your hips unable to keep still as you continuously pushed up into his face.

If there was one thing Oscar was sure of; it was that he could die happy if he got to eat you out for the rest of his life. The sounds you made, the way you gripped his hair, the way you begged him, the way you directed him on what you like, the taste of you… it was everything and more to him.

He loved everything about you, but he especially loved this. Was honoured that you trusted him enough to do this, to make you feel good day-in and day-out.

He could tell you were getting closer as he began lazily flicking his tongue, still pumping his fingers in and out of you. Your core muscles began clenching, the grip on his hair tightening as he groaned into your cunt, the slick of your pussy increasing as the sounds you were making grew louder.

Oscar helped you ride through your orgasm, your thighs tightening around his head as your entire body shook. It felt like you were flying, your third orgasm of the night rushing through your body as moans fell from your lips.

It didn’t take long for the Australian to crawl up your body, his hardened member easily slipping inside your wet core; soft groans falling from both of your lips. He had already cum once tonight, and knew he likely wouldn’t again; but he couldn’t resist the opportunity to feel your tight, wet heat wrapped around him again.

Lazily looking up at him, a soft smile was directed down to you before he was pressing his lips to yours. You could taste yourself on him, on his tongue as he pressed it against yours. You couldn’t help the moan that fell from your lips at the realization. Something about it had you bucking up into him, into his cock that was slowly thrusting in and out of you.

“So pretty f’me, baby. So pretty all fucked out, look at you. God. Bet you’d let m’fuck you all night, wouldn’t you? You’d let me sleep with my cock inside you, y’just wanna be close to me all the time, hm? Gonna warm my cock?”

Pussy-drunk Oscar Piastri was a different type of aroused. He talked like a mad-man, like all he could talk about, all he could think about, was you.

“Mhm, course’ Osc. Would let you fill me up all night long, keep your cock inside me til’ we woke up. Let you fuck me in the morning, too,” you groaned, his legs stuttering at your words.

Bottoming out, Oscar grunted as he watched your lips open in a long-drawn out moan. His own moan followed, as he turned the two of you onto your side, maneuvering both bodies so his member remained sheathed inside you.

“God, baby. I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking,” he said.

Practically rolling your eyes, almost four orgasms later, what did he expect? It was hard to even attempt to keep your legs still. 

You slapped at the hand that began slithering towards your clit again. Your hips bucked as he began to rub a gentle circle on the enflamed nub, the sensitivity overtaking you as you shook your head at him.

“N’more, please. I can’t take it.”

Shushing you, Oscar pressed a kiss to the skin behind your ear.

“One more, baby. Y’can do it, promised me you’d be a good girl. One more, then w’can go to bed, hm?”

Mewling at his words, you knew you could give him one more. Could be a good girl for him, like you always were.

i started this?? and then couldn't stop?? the words were being typed before i even had the chance to comprehend them which is why this is so nasty... pls enjoy 🫶🏻