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This was my very first fanfic I wrote back in 2008. I've learned a lot since I wrote this!
The morning dawned sunny and bright, an ideal day for racing in New Hampshire. My brother had gotten me tickets and an all-access pass for the entire weekend as an "early birthday present" as he put it. My hope was to catch a glimpse of Tony Stewart and maybe get an autograph. Now that he owned his own team, I figured it wouldn't be likely. Still, it was exciting knowing that I would be spending an entire weekend at the races.
We got to the track on Saturday morning. There were people there, but it wasn't a mob scene. I wanted to go off the beaten track and do some sight seeing, so I parted ways with my brother and his buddies and set off. I immediately went to Tony's garage area to see if he was lurking. Much to my disappointment, he was no where to be found. I decided to venture a little further and came across a gorgeous black chopper. I have always been a big motorcycle fan, and this one was a stunner. It was black on black with skulls airbrushed on the gas tank. I looked around, saw there was nobody nearby, so I jumped on the bike. I leaned my body back on the tank, enjoying the warm morning sun on my skin. I let my mind wander, imagining being ravaged by the bike's owner, feeling my belly tighten...
"I see you like my bike."
Startled from my fantasy, I opened my eyes and there was Tony. And I was on his bike. Keeping my cool, I responded, "I do, does it ride as good as it looks?"
"Let's take it for a spin and find out."
He smiled at me, that lopsided Tony grin that I have grown to love over the years. I stood up as he walked up to me. There was no way I was going to be lying down anywhere near someone that sexy!
He was even better looking up close if that could be possible. His face was scruffy as it always was and his hair was disheveled from the wind. He looked positively edible. But, I wasn't about to let him think I was under his spell and act like some swooning fan. Quite the opposite, it was time to play!
He got on the bike and motioned me to jump on. He said that he had a summer cottage just up the road and wondered if I would like to see it. I touched base with my brother, told him that I had met a "friend" and would be gone for awhile and that I'd meet up with him later.
Tony fired up the bike. The combination of the engine roaring and the thought of wrapping my arms around him was almost too much to handle. I climbed up behind him and was overwelmed with desire. It was all I could do not to jump him right there and then.
We took off in a cloud of dust, leaving the track behind us. Soon, it was just the two of us on the open highway, my body snug against his. After ten minutes or so, we pulled off the highway on to a little road. It continued for about a mile or so. I saw a cute little cottage surrounded by trees. He pulled up in front of it and cut the engine.
I was suddenly shy, having realized where I was and who I was with. Sensing that, he smiled and took my hand.
"Come with me and I'll show you around.". The cottage was cute, and very homey. It had a all the amenities any bachelor would want...the comfy furniture, a fireplace and of course, a flat screen TV.
I was still overwhelmed by everything that was going on. He took me outside to show me his property. He said that he owned 10 acres and he had no neighbors for miles in either direction. He liked to come up here when life got too hectic. We held hands as we walked and talked about ourselves. I had an immediate connection with him.
We walked a little further and came upon a grassy clearing in a grove of trees. We sat down next to each other and listened to the sounds of nature around us as we continued talking. I stroked his arm with my hand. I wanted to let him know what I was feeling without coming on too strong. He looked down at me and smiled. I asked him to take off his sunglasses so I could look into his eyes. He took them off and I was mesmerized. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown with flecks of amber, something I had never seen on TV or in pictures.
We rubbed noses, our lips almost touching, but not quite. I honestly thought I was going to pass out from the anticipation. He brushed my cheek with his fingertip and grazed my bottom lip with a kiss. The feeling was explosive. We made eye contact, his eyes were sparkling with mischief and heavy with lust. I finally gave up, grabbing his hair with my fingers and pulling him in. The kiss was gentle to start, but became more urgent and deeper. He wouldn't relent, never coming up for air. He groped my mouth with his tongue, stealing my soul. Our lips separated and we grinned at each other like a couple of teenagers. I wanted more of him, all of him.
We sat in stunned silence with our eyes closed for a moment, both of us taken aback by the intensity of our feelings.
“Now what?” I asked. Tony pushed me down on to the grass and kissed me again, leaving me breathless.
“How does more of that sound?” I reached for him, pulling him on top of me.
I arched my back, trying to get as close to him as I could. He got up on his knees and removed his shirt. His body was gorgeous. He had just enough hair and broad shoulders. He was all man and then some.
He lay next to me, lightly running his fingers over my ribcage, giving me goose bumps. He took my shirt off in one move leaving me in just my bra.
“Nice.” He said as he cupped my breasts squeezing them gently.
I stood up and stripped off my bra. I leaned over Tony’s face, rubbing an erect nipple over his lips. He greedily sucked it into his mouth, making my knees buckle. I was so turned on I couldn’t see straight.
I was tired of being nice. I pushed him down on the ground, sitting on his lap and winding my legs around his waist. I could feel his erection through my shorts. I unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them off in one motion. His cock was rock hard and begging to be played with. He pulled off his underwear and stood in front of me naked. He was a sight to behold. I wanted to make him crazy with desire, so I bit his bottom lip and worked my way down his body nipping and kissing him all over.
His hands were entangled in my hair, eyes pleading for me to do something, anything. I ran my tongue ever so gently over the underside of his dick. He let out a moan and thrust himself at me. I pulled back and made him beg for it. I took his head and sucked on it, then took it all in. Now it was his turn to have his knees buckle.
I pulled away from him, making him whimper. Now it was his turn. He took off my shorts and panties. He stroked my body with his hands, awakening every nerve ending. We lay back in the grass, bodies entwined. His kisses intensified again, searing my skin as he traveled closer to my now throbbing mound. His tongue traced circles on my inner thighs, causing me to mewl. I pushed myself against his face and he pulled back torturing me a little more. We made eye contact, his brown eyes peeking up from between my legs. He bit my clit, making me yelp, and then burrowed his face into me, setting off a mind-blowing orgasm. He wouldn’t let up. He made me come over and over until I was panting and sweat covered.
Before I could catch my breath, he thrust into me. Our bodies slammed together in one furious motion. I screamed his name as I clutched his ass and came yet again. His stamina was remarkable. I flipped him over and rode him like a horse. I reached back and squeezed his balls, making him moan. I rode him harder and harder. We rolled around the grass, never losing our motion. Finally, pounding me relentlessly, he buried himself deep within me and let our a long groan as he came. We fell into each other's arms, gasping for air. He kissed me again, and nuzzled my hair. We let the breeze dry us off before we got dressed.
We made our way back to his bike, sad that we had to end the day and head back to the track. I didn’t want to ask him if I’d see him again, so I assumed this would be a one time deal. Then he turned to me and asked...
“So when do we do this again?” I gave him a long, slow kiss and just smiled.
The morning dawned sunny and bright, an ideal day for racing in New Hampshire. My brother had gotten me tickets and an all-access pass for the entire weekend as an "early birthday present" as he put it. My hope was to catch a glimpse of Tony Stewart and maybe get an autograph. Now that he owned his own team, I figured it wouldn't be likely. Still, it was exciting knowing that I would be spending an entire weekend at the races.
We got to the track on Saturday morning. There were people there, but it wasn't a mob scene. I wanted to go off the beaten track and do some sight seeing, so I parted ways with my brother and his buddies and set off. I immediately went to Tony's garage area to see if he was lurking. Much to my disappointment, he was no where to be found. I decided to venture a little further and came across a gorgeous black chopper. I have always been a big motorcycle fan, and this one was a stunner. It was black on black with skulls airbrushed on the gas tank. I looked around, saw there was nobody nearby, so I jumped on the bike. I leaned my body back on the tank, enjoying the warm morning sun on my skin. I let my mind wander, imagining being ravaged by the bike's owner, feeling my belly tighten...
"I see you like my bike."
Startled from my fantasy, I opened my eyes and there was Tony. And I was on his bike. Keeping my cool, I responded, "I do, does it ride as good as it looks?"
"Let's take it for a spin and find out."
He smiled at me, that lopsided Tony grin that I have grown to love over the years. I stood up as he walked up to me. There was no way I was going to be lying down anywhere near someone that sexy!
He was even better looking up close if that could be possible. His face was scruffy as it always was and his hair was disheveled from the wind. He looked positively edible. But, I wasn't about to let him think I was under his spell and act like some swooning fan. Quite the opposite, it was time to play!
He got on the bike and motioned me to jump on. He said that he had a summer cottage just up the road and wondered if I would like to see it. I touched base with my brother, told him that I had met a "friend" and would be gone for awhile and that I'd meet up with him later.
Tony fired up the bike. The combination of the engine roaring and the thought of wrapping my arms around him was almost too much to handle. I climbed up behind him and was overwelmed with desire. It was all I could do not to jump him right there and then.
We took off in a cloud of dust, leaving the track behind us. Soon, it was just the two of us on the open highway, my body snug against his. After ten minutes or so, we pulled off the highway on to a little road. It continued for about a mile or so. I saw a cute little cottage surrounded by trees. He pulled up in front of it and cut the engine.
I was suddenly shy, having realized where I was and who I was with. Sensing that, he smiled and took my hand.
"Come with me and I'll show you around.". The cottage was cute, and very homey. It had a all the amenities any bachelor would want...the comfy furniture, a fireplace and of course, a flat screen TV.
I was still overwhelmed by everything that was going on. He took me outside to show me his property. He said that he owned 10 acres and he had no neighbors for miles in either direction. He liked to come up here when life got too hectic. We held hands as we walked and talked about ourselves. I had an immediate connection with him.
We walked a little further and came upon a grassy clearing in a grove of trees. We sat down next to each other and listened to the sounds of nature around us as we continued talking. I stroked his arm with my hand. I wanted to let him know what I was feeling without coming on too strong. He looked down at me and smiled. I asked him to take off his sunglasses so I could look into his eyes. He took them off and I was mesmerized. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown with flecks of amber, something I had never seen on TV or in pictures.
We rubbed noses, our lips almost touching, but not quite. I honestly thought I was going to pass out from the anticipation. He brushed my cheek with his fingertip and grazed my bottom lip with a kiss. The feeling was explosive. We made eye contact, his eyes were sparkling with mischief and heavy with lust. I finally gave up, grabbing his hair with my fingers and pulling him in. The kiss was gentle to start, but became more urgent and deeper. He wouldn't relent, never coming up for air. He groped my mouth with his tongue, stealing my soul. Our lips separated and we grinned at each other like a couple of teenagers. I wanted more of him, all of him.
We sat in stunned silence with our eyes closed for a moment, both of us taken aback by the intensity of our feelings.
“Now what?” I asked. Tony pushed me down on to the grass and kissed me again, leaving me breathless.
“How does more of that sound?” I reached for him, pulling him on top of me.
I arched my back, trying to get as close to him as I could. He got up on his knees and removed his shirt. His body was gorgeous. He had just enough hair and broad shoulders. He was all man and then some.
He lay next to me, lightly running his fingers over my ribcage, giving me goose bumps. He took my shirt off in one move leaving me in just my bra.
“Nice.” He said as he cupped my breasts squeezing them gently.
I stood up and stripped off my bra. I leaned over Tony’s face, rubbing an erect nipple over his lips. He greedily sucked it into his mouth, making my knees buckle. I was so turned on I couldn’t see straight.
I was tired of being nice. I pushed him down on the ground, sitting on his lap and winding my legs around his waist. I could feel his erection through my shorts. I unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them off in one motion. His cock was rock hard and begging to be played with. He pulled off his underwear and stood in front of me naked. He was a sight to behold. I wanted to make him crazy with desire, so I bit his bottom lip and worked my way down his body nipping and kissing him all over.
His hands were entangled in my hair, eyes pleading for me to do something, anything. I ran my tongue ever so gently over the underside of his dick. He let out a moan and thrust himself at me. I pulled back and made him beg for it. I took his head and sucked on it, then took it all in. Now it was his turn to have his knees buckle.
I pulled away from him, making him whimper. Now it was his turn. He took off my shorts and panties. He stroked my body with his hands, awakening every nerve ending. We lay back in the grass, bodies entwined. His kisses intensified again, searing my skin as he traveled closer to my now throbbing mound. His tongue traced circles on my inner thighs, causing me to mewl. I pushed myself against his face and he pulled back torturing me a little more. We made eye contact, his brown eyes peeking up from between my legs. He bit my clit, making me yelp, and then burrowed his face into me, setting off a mind-blowing orgasm. He wouldn’t let up. He made me come over and over until I was panting and sweat covered.
Before I could catch my breath, he thrust into me. Our bodies slammed together in one furious motion. I screamed his name as I clutched his ass and came yet again. His stamina was remarkable. I flipped him over and rode him like a horse. I reached back and squeezed his balls, making him moan. I rode him harder and harder. We rolled around the grass, never losing our motion. Finally, pounding me relentlessly, he buried himself deep within me and let our a long groan as he came. We fell into each other's arms, gasping for air. He kissed me again, and nuzzled my hair. We let the breeze dry us off before we got dressed.
We made our way back to his bike, sad that we had to end the day and head back to the track. I didn’t want to ask him if I’d see him again, so I assumed this would be a one time deal. Then he turned to me and asked...
“So when do we do this again?” I gave him a long, slow kiss and just smiled.