THIS FICTIONAL STORY IS RATED NC-17 BECAUSE OF ITS EXPLICIT SEXUAL
SITUATION, AND ONLY INTENDED FOR THE MATURE READER OVER THE AGE OF 17!
“The PESPSI 400 is now in the history books, with Ryan Newman winning and making some lucky fan a Millionaire in the process. Now let’s send it down to victory lane.” DW announces, as the camera switches to victory lane and Ryan climbing from the car.
With all the commotion in victory lane from the Press, Nascar
Officials and Program Directors, Ryan and Tabatha The No Bull winner, bearley
have time to say hi. After several hours of official pictures and interviews
the two are whisked off to their hotel, and a private party for the sponsors.
After several more hours of toasting and celebrating it’s down to
Ryan, Tabatha and Roger Penske.
“Well it’s getting late, I guess I should call it a morning.” Roger
jokily says, as he glances at his watch that reads three a.m.
“Would you like for me to escort you back to your room?” Roger
kindly asks, as he looks over at Tabatha who is looking at the room service
menu.
“No thank you, I’m hungry, I think I’m going to order something
first. Are you hungry?” Tabatha says, as she glances over at Ryan.
“Are you paying?” Ryan jokily asks, as he playfully takes the menu
from her.
“Well have a nice three a.m. whatever, I’m going to my room.” Roger
says, as he stands up and hugs Tabatha and waves at Ryan then leaves.
“So are you hungry?” Tabatha asks, as she sits down on the loveseat,
across from Ryan who is stretching out on the sofa.
“You never answered my question.” Ryan jokily says, as he looks
over at her and smiles.
“I don’t have any cash money, do you think they’ll take a check.”
Tabatha jokily asks, as she points to the large million dollar cardboard check
on the table, as she quickly gets up and tries to grab the menu back and loses
her balance.
“Woooo!” Ryan yells out, as she falls on him, and he quickly grabs
her.
“Sorry . . . . I guess I’ve
had to much champagne.” Tabatha says, as they both awkwardly look into each
other’s eyes.
“It’s okay!” Ryan says, as he continues to hold onto her, with a
whimsical smile on his face.
“Uh . . . you can let me up now.” Tabatha awkwardly says, as she
tries to move, as he tightens his hold on her.
“Sorry . . . I can’t.” Ryan whispers, as she gets a confused look.
“Why not?” Tabatha asks, as he just smiles.
“This is one of the things I’ve been wanting to do, since the other
day when I first met you.” Ryan says, as he tightens his hold on her even more.
“And the other things?” Tabatha asks, as Ryan slightly lifts his
head and kisses her.
“Mmm.” Tabatha moans, as Ryan lays his head back and stares into
her eyes.
“Anything else I should know?” Tabatha asks, as Ryan quickly repositions
them on the sofa.
“Yeah.” Ryan says, as he positions her under him and kisses her
passionately.
Tabatha quickly deepens the kiss, as she starts running her long
slender fingers through his hair.
Ryan lifts slightly and runs his hand down the side of her face, as
she tilts her head to his hand, as they both get lost in each others lustful
eyes.
“Your so beautiful.” Ryan whispers, as he starts placing kisses
randomly on her neck, as every muscle in her body shivers from the contact of
his lips, as her breathing becomes very labored.
Ryan’s kissing and nibbling becomes more passionate on the crook of
her neck, as her hands slowly run up and down his back and through his hair.
“I think we’d be more comfortable in the bedroom.” Ryan whispers,
as he lifts up and smiles at her, before standing and reaching his hand out to
her.
Tabatha struggles to speak as she looks up at Ryan, but only shakes
her head yes, as she takes his hand and stands to face him.
Ryan lays a single kiss on her lips, as they come eye to eye, then
slowly leads the way to the bedroom holding her hand tenderly.
“Are you sure about this?” Ryan asks as a hint of worry wavers in
his voice, as they stop at the side of the bed, and he searches her eyes for an
answer.
Tabatha doesn’t make a sound, as she looks directly at him, as her
hands begin working on removing his belt and unsnapping and unzipping his
jeans, and freeing his t-shirt from it’s tucked position.
Tabatha’s long slender fingers slowly snake up under his t-shirt,
as he starts unbuttoning her blouse, as their eyes stay connected.
Ryan’s muscular hands slide her blouse off her shoulder, as his wet
lips connect with her right shoulder, as the blouse floats to the floor.
Ryan passionately nibbles on her shoulder, as she holds onto his
hips as her knees begin to buckle from the passion.
Ryan’s mouth moves over her shoulder and up the crook of her neck
as he slowly forces her backwards to the bed.
Tabatha smiles as she positions herself at the head of the bed, as
Ryan lifts his t-shirt over his head and joins her on the bed by lightly
positions his body over hers.
Ryan quickly connects his lips passionately to hers, as she
caresses her hands over his bare muscular back.
Ryan’s hand slowly moves down her side and works on unfastening her
shorts, as his mouth continues to work passionately up and down her neck.
Tabatha lifts her hips into his, as his hand caress over the band
of her shorts, before he pushes himself up and slowly removes them with her
panties, kissing her long slender legs as he does, then slightly rubs over her
womanhood.
Ryan starts moving slowly up her chest with kisses, as his hand
unsnaps her bra and starts wildly massaging her left breast as his hot mouth
finds her right and begins to suck, as soft moans of pleasure come from
Tabatha, as her long fingernails dig into his bare muscular back in lust.
Ryan takes a deep gasp of air as he struggles to break her hold on
him, and his on her, but finally stands and quickly removes his jeans and
boxers, setting his massive hard cock free, as she freely tosses her bra to the
floor.
Ryan positions himself over her slender body, placing his cock at
her wet entrance, as their mouths connect passionately.
Tabatha slowly wraps her long slender legs around his waist, as he
slowly enters her wet haven, as their mouths continue to battle wildly.
Ryan sets a slow pace at first trying to make the pleasure that is
running through them both last, but quickly picks up the pace, as her hot lips
start wilding sucking on the sensitive parts of his neck.
Sweat pours from them both as the heat of orgasm builds within
them.
Ryan’s thrusts become erratic as Samantha vagina walls contract
around his massive cock, sending them both crashing violently into orgasm
screaming each other’s name.
After several long minutes Ryan regains control over his breathing
and tightly wraps his arms around Tabatha and gently rolls them over, so he’s
on his back and she’s securely tucked in his arms.
“I want you to know . . . that I’ve never . . .” Tabatha nervously
starts to whisper, as she rises up and looks into Ryan’s crystal blue eyes, as
he quickly kisses her passionately.
“One of the other things I wanted to do since the other day is to
tell you I Love You.” Ryan lovely whispers, then passionately kiss her again,
and she quickly deepens the kiss in agreement.
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