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Life's been good to me so far..... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 16,318 Joined: 11-September 03 From: Hurst, TX. Member No.: 1,143 Region Association: NineFourteenerVille ![]() ![]() |
Harlequin to publish NASCAR romance novels.
Following in that premise.... Here's the start of a 914 Romance novel. Please add to this.. but remember, we need to keep it PG-13 here. Chapter 1. "It was a dark and stormy night. Flakes of rust floated languidly through the air, redolent with the heady scent of dripping motor oil. After spinning aimlessly for a few seconds, the rust fluttered down and gently caressed her flowing Malaga Red tresses as the hypnotizing spray of sparks flew from his trusty grinder. His powerful forearms strained against the mighty pull of the 1HP motor..." |
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A brave and stoic man, he had never before let himself become this vulnerable. Her smooth body was so firm, her interior so soft and inviting she left him little choice. One by one the belts were attached, the final one constraining his bulging manhood until he could barely breathe.
‘Are you sure this last belt is necessary?’ he whimpered. She smiled knowingly, but said nothing as he blipped her throttle. They left pit lane in company of other, lesser lovers, and headed for the first turn. He was firm, but gentle as her lower anatomy warmed to the task at hand. Soon they left the mundane pack as he found he could push harder without losing control. And she begged for more. Soon they were faster, further, and deeper than any pair who have ventured along this path before. The belts, designed to constrain, only heightened the feeling of total abandon. The crescendo rose until they reached that mutual orgasmic experience. They held on as long as they dared and found the elusive ‘G’ spot.. Hitting peak torque and a late apex together, they screamed into high desert sky, knowing this would be the first of many that day. |