Formula 1 | One Shots

Bathroom Confessions 🔥| Carlos Sainz

Author's Note: ⚠️ 18+, spicy story. 
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The club was vibrant and the music was roaring loudly when Carlos Sainz, Ferrari heartthrob entered the scene. Flanked by his teammate and a few other drivers, they made their entrance known to the crowds. 

As they made their way to VIP, Carlos couldn't help but scan the room. He was on cloud nine following his race win, in Monza of all places, and he wanted to celebrate the good old fashioned way. 

While scanning the room a gorgeous brunette caught his eye from across the room. As they locked eyes, he couldn't help but smirk and wink in her direction. Carlos knew he was an attractive man, and one that never had an issue finding whatever girl he wanted in his bed. But thats all it was for him, some fun before he moved onto the next. 

Coming out of a long term relationship and the demanding needs of his job made him realize he didn't want anything that came with commitment. A quick fuck here and there was perfect for his lifestyle. He never spent the night, never cuddled, and never exchanged numbers with the women he slept with. While he had no issue getting whatever girl he wanted, he didn't like easy girls who threw themselves at him.  

His friends were dragging him towards the VIP bar and he lost sight of the brunette. His buddies bought two expensive bottles of vodka and champagne and the shots were flowing. Knocking back his second shot he decided he had enough for now and went to mingle with the crowd with a beer in his hand. 

What he liked about this particular club was how exclusive it was, therefore no random people could enter and no photography was allowed- giving peace of mind to the group of drivers. Some of his friends started to mingle with a group of Italian girls and one of them began flirting with Carlos. Sure she was hot, but Carlos was fixated on the girl he saw when he first entered and this girl was coming on a bit too strong. Loosing interest in the current Italian model going on and on about her upcoming shoot, Carlos kindly excused himself and bolted to the bathroom. 

The bathroom had a shared sink area for both men and women. After finishing, Carlos went to go wash his hands. When he looked up in the mirror he noticed the brunette from earlier applying some lipgloss. 

Lost in a trance, Carlos found himself staring at her. Something about how full her lips were, and how her green eyes were glowing made his cock twitch. Seeing her close up made her look really familiar. He couldn't place it, but he had definitely seen her before..maybe a model? She was wearing designer shoes and had an expensive watch on her wrist- particularly a Richard Mille watch which made Carlos amused.

"Why apply lipgloss if you're only going to smudge it, hermosa?" 

The brunette stopped what she was doing and fully turned to Carlos. She was wearing a red thin strapped satin dress the that highlighted her full cleavage and stopped at her mid thigh. She had the most beautiful freckles across her rosy cheeks. He walked over to her to shake her hand. Before pulling her hand away, Carlos brought her knuckles to his lips and kissed them. 

"I'm Carlos." 

She laughed, "I know who you are. It's hard to drive within a 5 mile radius of this city without seeing you and your buddy Charles on a billboard. Ferrari is a religion around here." 

Carlos laughed in response because he knew it was true. His eyes locked onto hers and then flickered down to her lips. She took notice of this and unconsciously bit her bottom lip. 

"Don't do that hermosa."

"Do what?" she asked innocently while looking up at him through her long eyelashes.

"Don't bite your lip like that unless you want me to rip your dress off and have my way with you right here in the bathroom." 

She was blushing...hard and she had to clench her thighs together as the sound of sexy accent saying those words to her. She was confident in herself and she knew what she wanted. Without saying another word she made her way over to the door and locked it, preventing anyone else from entering. 

She made her way back to Carlos and she flashed him a seductive grin. Waiting for her to make the first move, Carlos stood there half intrigued, half excited watching as she fell to her knees before him. 

She slowly started working on his belt buckle and Carlos groaned as he felt himself getting hard against his boxers. As she slid his jeans off she couldn't help but notice his amazing physique. She ran her hands along his muscular thighs and brushed her palm against his now rock hard cock. 

"Stop teasing hermosa. You're driving me wild." 

She slowly lowered his boxers to the ground and his cock sprung out. She licked her lips and butterflies filled her stomach at his size. She had never been with anyone this big before and she wasn't even sure if she could take all of him, but she was determined. Something about pleasuring someone when you had all the control, excited her.

She twirled her tongue on the tip of his big length and began kitten licking along the sides. He moaned and threw his head back while resting his elbows against the sink. He took one of his hands and grabbed her hair into a makeshift ponytail. 

She started to take him into her mouth slowly...inch by inch. She kept one hand wrapped around his thigh and the other working his shaft of whatever she couldn't fit in her mouth. She set a firm but sensual pace. 

Carlos was spilling Spanish curses and moans out of his mouth watching her with her beautiful lips wrapped around his cock. It took everything in him not to cum fast, because he wanted to enjoy this moment. He lightly tugged on her hair and she moaned while he was hitting the back of her throat...deep. 

Carlos swore he had never heard anything more beautiful that her moaning on his cock. She fastened her pace and he felt himself bucking his hips towards her to meet every stroke. Tightening his grip on her hair, he started to rapidly face fuck her. Tears started to form in her eyes and she was slightly gagging as he was deeply hitting the back of her throat.

"Such a good girl taking my cock like that" he cooed. "Look how beautiful you look gagging on my big cock." She had never been more aroused than in this moment. Hearing Carlos praise her like that was turning her on. She knew he was close because of the tightened grip in her hair. 

"Sh-sh-it, y-y-you need to st-stop, I'm gonna cum."

She ignored him and wrapped both arms around his thighs basically signifying she wanted him to cum in her mouth. With one last thrust Carlos spilled a huge load into her mouth. He could swear he saw stars and had not cum that hard before. She swallowed everything he gave her and used her thumb to wipe her lips. She smiled devilishly at him and all he could do was stare in awe of the sexiest girl he's seen give him head.

"Guess you were right about my lipstick being smudged, but for the wrong reasons" she laughed.

She stood up, fixed herself up and proceeded to walk back towards the door in silence and back to the club like nothing ever happened. Carlos stood there shocked and slightly disappointed he didn't get to fuck her- let alone even kiss her. As he was buckling his belt, he hoped she would end up in his bed later after the evening ended. He was running towards her...

"By the way, I didn't get your name hermosa." 

"It's Valentine, Valentine Binotto."