The Dutch Grand Prix [EN] [16+]

15

After training with Aleix, I watch the Formula 3 race with my family on the roof. We go to lunch early because I should not eat too close to the grand prix. I head to the drivers' room in the truck and start putting on my racing suit. Aleix walks in and we do some reflex exercises. I stretch my neck and we head towards the team meeting. There might be some issues with the car during the race but it should not be too serious. I am starting from spot eleven so I am going to make the most out of it. Maybe there are some points to score.

As the team heads to the pit box to prepare for the race, I go back to the drivers' room to listen to my favourite song. Do a quick focus exercise and then head out to the pit lane for the prerace interviews. The crowd is amazing, everyone is dressed in orange and happy to be able to watch a Formula 1 race at Zandvoort again. From there on it always goes so quick. Before you know it, I am in the car and it is lights out and away we go.

The race goes well. My planned pitstop goes as planned and I remain to have a good position. Ten laps before the end of the race I start to feel trouble with the car. My team tries to help me with different settings but nothing helps. Two laps before the end of the race I must retire the car in order to make some necessary changes before the next race. It is a shame but nothing me nor my team could have changes anything about.

The races finishes as I get out of the car. I am the first one to arrive at the weighing. I watch the podium celebrations before heading to the media interviews again. The journalists usually ask about the same questions. I give a lot of answers about the problem with the car, that we suspected something was wrong but we could not fix nor prevent it from happening. I move from journalist to journalist until I end up at Jack Plooij from Ziggo Sport. He starts off with an easy question about the race and then moves on to my plans for next season. I tell him that I am not allowed to say anything about it but that it will be announced soon. Then he surprises me with his next question: "You might know the rumours here in the Netherlands spread quickly. Some people spotted you with a girl the past days, what can you tell us about that George?" he asks. "Well, yes I met a girl. She is around here somewhere and that is about all I can say, thank you" and I walk away on to the next journalist while the crowd cheers and screams.

After the interviews, we have a drink with the team while debriefing the race. Debriefings always take so long. But it is necessary to grow as a team and as a driver. I head to the gym right after. It feels so nice to run for a bit after the race.

When I leave the changing room, Mauve is leaning against the opposite wall. I am surprised to see her here. Just when I am about to say something she rushes forward to put her finger on my lisps and soothe that I must remain silent. I nod and follow her as she pulls my along. I give her arm a pull when she wants to take me into the girls changing room. She turns around at me and makes a gesture that it is okay and I should trust her. Mauve was right, there is nobody. Which makes sense because all the drivers are mostly males and other team members usually do not need to use the showers in the gym. She pushes me against the wall and starts kissing me. When I kiss her back, the kiss becomes wilder and the lump in my trousers begins to grow again. She moves one of her hands to my chest and roughly brushes her tongue against mine. As if she can feel my growing desire, she touches my growing penis with her hand. She grins a little against my mouth, happy with the power she has over me. Mauve looks up at me as she begins to unbutton my trousers. I want to stop her but she rejects my gesture and continues. The thrill of not knowing what she is going to do to me makes my penis hard. She pulls down my trousers and boxers in one go and I gasp for breath. Next thing I know she has my dick in her hand. She pulls back the foreskin a little, sticks out her tongue and gently licks the glance of my penis. Mauve looks so hot and she makes me so horny that I already spill some pre-cum. She licks it all up and moans with pleasure. She bats her eyes before taking the tip completely in her mouth and sucking on it gently. I must bite my lip to keep from moaning, but a sound escapes me anyway. Mauve bats her eyes again as she takes my full member in her mouth. It feels so magnificent to have her warm mouth around me that I almost cum. With one hand she stabilises herself on my leg, with the other she grabs my balls and softly starts massaging them as she moves her head up and down my cock. I will not last long if she continues like this. Mauve moves her head in rounds around and I breeze to prevent a groan. My legs tremble, she bats her eyes with a smiling glaze as she knows I am about to ejaculate. To drive me even more crazy she deep-throats three times in a row before taking the tip and suck it a few times. Then she starts moving her head up and down again as my seed begins to pump its way up. When she tastes the first drop, she stops moving and prepares for the rest. Halfway through, she quickly must swallow once before I spill the rest in her mouth. When all the cum is out, she licks everything clean and moves up again. As I recover, my brain wonders how she can take my whole dick in her mouth and still have to swallow my seed in two parts. But it just quickly passes and I do not give it much more thought. She lifts my boxers and trousers as she moves up to stand and I take her in my arms. "That was amazing," I whisper and plant a kiss on her forehead. Mauve looks up at me and I kiss her on the mouth before we leave the girls changing room.