#hot lap

[marissakumari]

F1 Paddock Club, Qualifying, Hot Laps, and Red Bull Pit Stop Practice!!

I spent Qualifying at Silverstone inside the Red Bull Racing Paddock Club, with a massive thanks to Pepe Jeans for hosting me. From a hot lap to pit stop practice, watching FP3 from inside the Red Bull garage, and spending quali on team radio, I'm taking you through my day start to finish, so you can see behind the scenes of being with a team at a F1 race. (Plus, the food. We're obviously going to talk about the food.)

[eachadventure]

Hot Laps on a Yamaha TTR230!

NEW VIDEO UP! 🎉 In todays video, we take the Yamaha TTR230 out for few hot laps around the practice track at El Mirage OHV area. Enjoy! #eachadventure #dirtbike #yamaha #ttr230 #hotlap

[elsecrytt]

okay but jjk somnophilia is like

gojo "please please pleaaaaase let me put it in while you're sleeping PLEASE i swear i'll make you cum i proooomise please let's try it once pleeaaase. YOU can put it in ME whenever you want!!! any time any place anything you want in any of my holes!! wake me up with it!! it'll be soooo hot" satoru

vs

nanami "i have kink charts for both of us and they have sliding scales and notes section for each one. we can mark hard boundaries for what state of consciousness we want for ourselves or our partners, giving or receiving, what sex acts, etc. we'll set up a safe word and a safe gesture and then we can start trying things out" kento

vs

geto "sorry i fell asleep while eating you out, it will happen again. no, i won't stop eating you out when i fall unconscious. just tear me off your pussy if you don't like it" suguru

[amirasainz]

Request: Hey!! I just saw the Video of Carlos and his father driving hot laps together. Could you maybe write one where Carlos is doing it with his girlfriend, but she is the one driving. But he is like super terrified, cause his gf is the definition of passenger princess. Thank you

Of course! Enjoy reading and send me some requests!!!

-XoXo

Hot Laps

It was a radiant day on the Austin track. The sun was beaming, and not a cloud marred the sky. It was the perfect day for some exhilarating hot laps in a Ferrari, in your opinion. The air was filled with the scent of rubber and gasoline, a symphony of engines roaring in the background, setting the stage for an unforgettable experience.

When the Ferrari media team first approached you and Carlos with the idea of doing some hot laps together during the next race weekend, you were apprehensive. Not that you didn’t trust Carlos with your life. But driving leisurely through the picturesque countryside of Spain and racing at 200 km/h on a track were vastly different experiences. After much persuasion with promises of “Mi amore, I swear I won’t go too fast” and “I promise, I’ll buy you the new Valentino bag when we’re back in Monaco,” he finally convinced you.

However, the moment you both confirmed that you would be doing the hot laps together, Silvia altered the entire plan. “Sorry Carlos, we just think that the fans would enjoy seeing YN drive this time.” And boy, did you love that idea. Now, Carlos was the one hesitating.

You obviously had a driver’s license and your own car, but that didn’t mean you were an exceptional driver. Throughout your relationship, you had proven more than once that you were destined to be the Passenger Princess, rather than the driver. For instance, there was the time when you managed to knock down a road sign. While Carlos sat with a shocked expression next to you, clutching the door handle for dear life, you simply said: “Oopsie daisy,” smiled at him, and continued driving. Or the time when you attempted to parallel park, but after 30 minutes of trying, you had to call him for help.

So one could understand why Carlos was reluctant to let you drive. Now it was your turn to convince Carlos with “I promise I won’t go too fast” and “It will be so much fun, I promise.” What finally swayed him was the promise of “the best sex ever. Throughout the. Whole. Night.”

When the day finally arrived, you were more than ecstatic. The anticipation had been building up, and you could hardly contain your excitement. After the team let you on the track and you were securely strapped into the car (yes, Carlos checked the seatbelt several times), you were finally ready to go. The Ferrari’s interior was a blend of luxury and raw power, the leather seats hugging you tightly as you gripped the steering wheel. The dashboard was a marvel of modern technology, with a digital display that showed every detail of the car’s performance.

You started off slowly, which relaxed Carlos. However, on turn 7, you floored the throttle. “Ay! No, no, no, mi amore. Too quick, too quick!” Carlos screamed. While he tried to grab anything within reach, you were having the time of your life. You drifted and cruised on the track, the tires screeching as you took each turn with increasing confidence. Carlos’s screams of “The wall! The wall!” and “BRAKE!” didn’t deter you from your little joyride.

As you navigated the track, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of adrenaline. The wind whipped through your hair, and the roar of the engine was music to your ears. You glanced over at Carlos, who was gripping the sides of his seat, his knuckles white. His eyes were wide with a mix of fear and amazement, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. The track’s twists and turns became a thrilling dance, each corner a new challenge that you eagerly embraced.

When you went for the last lap, you went too wide in turn one. Before you could hit the wall, Carlos grabbed the steering wheel, putting the car back on track. While you giggled like a schoolgirl seeing her crush, Carlos muttered: “Querido Dios, por favor dame fuerza y déjanos vivir otro día.”

Finally, the lap was over, and you brought the car to a stop. Carlos immediately undid his seatbelt before jumping out of the car. He lay flat on the track, taking huge breaths of air. You rounded the car, seeing your boyfriend lying on the asphalt. The rest of the team, who had been watching the whole ordeal, were laughing in the background.

“Carlos, why are you lying on the floor?” you asked with a smile, kneeling down next to him. Carlos took your hand before answering seriously: “Mi vida, I love you with my whole heart. But please, never ever drive a car again. You’re the perfect passenger princess, okay.” His request made you laugh so hard that tears escaped your eyes. Perhaps he was right. You ARE the perfect passenger princess.

As you both walked back to the team, Carlos still a bit shaky, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. You had faced your fears and had an unforgettable experience. The team congratulated you, and even Carlos managed a smile, albeit a nervous one. You knew this would be a story you’d both laugh about for years to come.

Later that evening, as you both relaxed in the hotel room, Carlos recounted the day’s events with dramatic flair, making you laugh all over again. The memory of the hot laps became a cherished moment, a testament to your adventurous spirit and the bond you shared. You realized that while you might be the perfect passenger princess, you also had the courage to step out of your comfort zone and create unforgettable memories.

[stuckinapril]

How is it that I met a boy in the most cute romcom way and he’s perfect for this era of my life and he always answers me and he texts me first and he sends me ootds and he wants to listen to one of my favorite albums together and he’s sweet and perfect and exciting and goes to cool concerts and I’m still like but when will love find me

[fluffylino]

thigh riding with minho

his thighs never looked as good as they did right now...

-contains mature themes

you're comfortable. so incredibly comfortable sitting on his lap.

your back pressed up against his chest. head practically melted on his shoulder. his chin nuzzling into the curve of your nape. legs lazily dangle on top of his while he's focused.

resting his hands on your lap and texting away on their groupchat. its a serious discussion, regarding the recording of the new title song.

"one min, baby" he says in your ear, moving his legs and you try to sit up in time.

however he successfully seats you on one of his thighs. not really affected with your weight. he reaches forward to read a few papers, cross checking some things and going back to texting.

quietly you look down. taking in the way his muscular thigh is slotted between your legs. your hands flying down to hold his thigh when he unconciously flexes.

it makes your stomach erupt with a newfound desire.

"min..." you whisper sweetly.

you're happy your back is turned towards him. because if he noticed the way your lips parted ever so slightly and your pupils dilated everytime you adjusted yourself on his thigh, he'd tease you.

"hm?"

he hums, but he's distracted.

the sound of him typing away echoing in your ears. you bite your bottom lip to cover up the breathy gasp. hips subtly moving.

you can't believe how different it feels. although his shorts are in the way and so are your panties, its a new sensation. you had to work to chase your pleasure.

"min...m-minho"

your voice goes softer, wanting his attention now. you wanted him to know how affected you were getting.

fingers clawing just above his knee as you used it as leverage to grind down lightly.

dropping your head down. shivering as you feel his hands on either side of your waist. squeezing you gently.

"turn around baby"

he lets out, spreading his legs further apart. making sure to hold you so you don't fall.

you shake your head shyly. feeling way too embarassed to face him.

"need to see my baby's face" minho urges ever so sweetly. managing to get you to face him. a small smile dancing on his lips when you shakily fist at his t shirt.

whimpering as he jerks his thigh, sending a spark of pleasure right into your aching core.

"wanna ride my thigh like a good girl?"

he cooes, bringing his hand up to tuck the loose strands of your hair behind your ear.

"m'gonna push these to the side" his fingers slide under your shirt. pushing your panties to one side. thankfully you weren't wearing shorts.

you hadn't realised he had pulled the material of his shorts higher. exposing his entire thigh. thick and muscular in all its glory.

"min!"

your eyes fly open. arousal pooling in the pit of your stomach when he pulls you to sit flush on his bare thigh.

warm and hard against your weeping cunt.

"ride it, sweetheart" helping you roll your hips in slow languid motions. exhaling with a soft grunt at the slick that coats his skin.

its a delicious slide that has you holding onto his shoulders.

"f-fuck" he curses under his breath and you realise you had accidently pressed your knee against his covered crotch. hard-on evident.

he flexes his muscle and moves his thigh. grinding you down hard till your clit throbs. slick seeping out of you. swollen and warm on him.

you rut on him with more eagerness. and he intentionally slows you down. gripping your hips and forcing you to slide on his upper thigh.

gradually building up your orgasm. till you squirm.

trying to lift yourself off, only to be pulled back down. pussy crying for release. and so were you.

"a little more, baby. i'll help you"

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his thighs are LICKABLE

[backpackingspace]

Odysseus with his head in his wife's lap, happily not paying attention to anything, humming one of athenas song and carving something

Some random guy: your majesty----

Odysseus: not bothering to sit up: whatever my wife decided is fine.

[rexscanonwife]

A little concept sketch of my Gravity Falls self insert! And as you can see, she's a werewolf! 0u0

She's normally in her first form when she's out and about, and when it's getting close to the full moon she looks like her second form before going full wolf! During that time period she starts getting a powerful craving for raw meat and she gets really itchy as her fur starts coming in, then the ears and tail follow! (At first glance I'm sure most of the townsfolk would just think she was a furry 😂)

In general she's very cheery, and she exhibits a lot of dog-like behavior (getting excited when the doorbell rings, noticing and perking up when she sees squirrels, shaking her whole body when she gets wet) and she has a somewhat irrational fear of rabies so she's not a very good hunter and actually tends to AVOID wild animals in the forest and stray dogs/cats. When she moves to Gravity Falls she opens a curios and oddities shop with her partner in crime, which a certain conman sees as competition, leading him and the mystery twins to go check it out 👀❓️

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[teddybeartoji]

film prof!toji isn't a big fan of people calling him 'sir' because it just doesn't feel right but if it's you who's doing it... oh, he just might re-evaluate his thoughts on that............

[luusecret]

i need him religiously, even if that doesn't make sense.

especially in the second picc (going feral real quick brb)

[red-moon-at-night]

okay the whole vase is great but something about Helen sitting on Aphrodite's lap as she wraps one arm around her shoulder and brushes her leg with her hand, staring into her eyes like that... as she is persuading Helen to go with Paris (while Peitho aka persuasion stands behind them) is so incredibly iconic.

and gay. toxic yuri, if you will.

[claypigeonpottery]

this time the biting and the words are on the same side. so you can drink from it and people will be able to read it lol

(and no I didn’t just bite it this time lmao)

[gojoest]

SATORU

[baambied]

thinking about which chair i should buy ?

[hotchbabygirl]

Looking handsome and hot while sitting in the Sex Red Chair. 🔥

[spourtneys]

theyre so funny. manspreading x daintily crossed legs a dynamic of all time to me spencer's his little guy they're carrying him around in their pocket so he can see the world