Lookin' for a Good Time

Tonight was the night. I was finally on vacation in North Carolina. I was away from the daily grind of my life for an entire week. I had left everything behind for some quality "me" time. I had made a vow to myself that before week's end I would hook up with at least one hot guy. But not just any hot guy, you see, but a NASCAR driver. I was in driver country. There should be an abundance of good looking, willing men to choose from. And I was hellbent determined to find one!

I jumped in the shower, having slept until early afternoon. I let the hot water cascade over my ample breasts and down my stomach. I soaped up, imagining my hands were not my own. My hand traveled between my legs and gently caressed my nether region. I let out a soft moan as my thoughts went wild. Grabbing the shower head, I started to rinse myself off. I set it on pulse and gave myself a blissful orgasm, priming myself for what I was hoping would be a fun night.

The nice thing about traveling alone was being able to decide on your own destination. So many times when I had gone on vacation, one person would want to do this, one would want to do something else, and nobody would be happy with the final decision. Tonight, it was all about me.

I decided on a local bar near the garages. It was a well known haunt for mechanics and drivers alike. I put on a white tank top, black mini skirt, my favorite high heels and a little bit of makeup. I grabbed my keys and jumped into my rental. I had indulged and rented a black 2010 Camaro SS. I figured I might as well drive a fun car, even if it was for only a week.

I pulled into the parking lot. It was surprisingly busy for a Tuesday night. I could hear country music every time the door opened. I checked my hair in the mirror one last time and got out of my car. Walking in I was assaulted by "Hillbilly Bone" by Blake Shelton, the smell of stale beer and sweat. It was my type of place.

I quickly scanned the room. Dale Jr. was talking to some big breasted blond chick in the back corner. Elliot Sadler was shooting pool with his buddies. It was right then that I saw him. Tony Stewart. He was sitting all by his lonesome at the bar nursing a beer. He was watching the action around him and looking awfully bored.

I felt a familiar tug in my groin area. I found an open seat at the bar, motioning to the bartender. I ordered a shot of Jack Daniels for myself and had one sent to Tony. I held my breath as the bartender made his way over to him. He gave him the shot and pointed to me. I raised my shot, downing it. He did the same, slamming the empty glass down. He mouthed "Thank you." and gave me a shy smile.

We held eye contact just a second too long. I smiled and looked down. I wanted to be in charge, but was suddenly finding myself getting shy. He was really cute and sexy as all hell.

I looked up to see Tony looking my way. He cocked his finger, calling me over to him. I made my through the throngs of people and slid in next to him. Sweet Jesus, he was even better looking up close. His eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Hi, I'm Tony." he held out his hand "And you are?"

"I'm Grace. It's really nice to meet you Tony." I lost all sense of time and place. His deep brown eyes mesmerized me. I couldn't rip my eyes from his gaze.

"So, Grace, what brings you here tonight? I mean, a pretty girl like you could get into an awful lot of trouble being here alone." He ran his index finger lightly down my jawbone. I felt the hair on my arms raise.

"For your information Tony, I am here on my own." I said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm quite capable of taking care of myself. Anyhow, what makes you think I'm not looking to get into some trouble?" I returned the favor by lightly raking my nails up his forearm. He gave me a wicked grin.

"Wanna get out of here?" He grabbed my hand and started pulling me in the direction of the exit, never even giving me a chance to answer.

We made it back to the parking lot in record time. It was a warm night, so I offered to drive.

"Where to Mr. Stewart?" I gave him a grin and squeezed his thigh.

"How about I give you an exclusive tour of my garage? It's only ten minutes up the road." He said flashing me his lopsided grin.

I threw the car into gear and pulled out onto the highway. Tony found a local country station and cranked it up. Lady Antebellum was on.

"How 'bout baby we make a promise to not promise anything more than one night. Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light. Hey I'm just lookin' for a good time." We sang together at the top of our lungs.

We looked at each other and laughed at the irony. I gave his thigh a squeeze. We both knew where this night was heading!

Tony pointed out a driveway up on the right. I braked and pulled in. The area was eerily quiet. The only sounds were bugs and crickets. He pointed to a garage. I stopped the car and we got out.

"Here we are." He unlocked the door, disarmed the alarm and turned on the shop lights. It was bright and clean. His cars lined both sides of the garage. I walked over to one of his Old Spice cars and caressed the hood. I was getting ideas.

Tony showed me around, explaining everything to me. You could see the pride he had in his company. His passion was a serious turn on.

"So, do you like what you see, Grace?" Tony said in my ear as he came from behind and wrapped his arms around me. I felt the beginnings of his growing erection in my backside.

"Very much, Tony." I purred as he gently kissed the side of my neck. His whiskers tickled me as he ran his tongue around my ear, nipping at my ear lobe. I moaned quietly.

"What kind of trouble are you looking to get into tonight?" he asked as he turned me to face him. I leaned up against the driver's door and pulled him close.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe some of this" I said, tweaking his nipple. "Or maybe even this." I said running my hand over the growing bulge in his jeans. His eyes closed and he groaned softly.

I pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side. Raking my nails over his chest, he suddenly grabbed my wrists and locked eyes with me. They were blazing with passion. He pinned me against his car and kissed me, hard. Our tongues danced, vying for dominance. I wrapped my arms around his neck, getting as close to him as a could. He roughly grabbed my ass, grinding himself against my groin.

Tony pulled off my tank top and dropped it to the floor. He pushed my breasts together, burying his face in my ample cleavage. I saw the devil himself when he looked up and locked eyes with me.

I quickly undid my bra, tossing it aside. Pleasure pain seared my belly as he gently bit my right nipple. I grasped his thick, brown hair and pushed him deeper into me. He trailed kisses down my belly and drew lazy circles around my belly button with his tongue. My knees weakened. I knew where he was heading. Without warning, he stood and leaned me up against the door again. He kissed me hard, leaving me breathless.

I decided right then to turn the tables. In one motion, I spun him, pinned him and dropped his jeans to his ankles. His erection strained against his boxer briefs, begging to be set free. I was more than willing to help the cause.

I reached in and grabbed what was by and far, the biggest cock I'd ever laid my hands on. I dropped to my knees and caressed it with both hands. I lightly ran the tip of my tongue up the outside, swirling it on the tip. I slowly went down on him, opening up my throat. I took in his entire length without gagging. He groaned loudly, pulling my hair as I slowly picked up speed.

Tony grabbed my shoulders, pulling me to my feet.

"Uh, uh. I don't want the night to end so fast." he said softly into my ear. He blazed kisses down my neck, tickling me with his scruff. His hands ran under the back of my skirt. He pulled my thong with a "snap!".

"A thong and a mini skirt? Are you a bad girl?" he asked me with a sexy glint in his eyes.

"Why don't you find out?" I replied, giving his balls a firm squeeze.

He turned me around, pushing me up against the door of the car. He lifted my skirt, exposing my pert backside. He kneaded my ass cheeks softly, running a finger down the crack of my ass and into my now dripping pussy. He ripped off my red thong in one motion, throwing it onto the driver's seat.

"You are a bad girl." he growled in my ear. "I think you need a spanking. Would you like that?"

I nodded my head vigorously, waiting for my punishment. He gave me a light smack, testing me. I looked over my shoulder at him. The look in his eyes was indescribable.

"I'm way worse then that Tony." I said defiantly. "Bring it on. You don't scare me."

I braced myself against the door jamb, expecting the next slap. He whacked me hard, the sound echoing through the empty garage. Before I could react, he buried his cock in me, squeezing my ass firmly as he did. I let out a scream as he filled me completely. He pumped me hard three or four times, then pulled out. He slapped my ass again and again. I yowled in pain, but was so turned on it barely registered. He grabbed my hips and thrust into me even harder this time, nearly knocking me off of me feet. He pulled me up against him, squeezing my tits hard.

"You have an innocent face, but you like it rough, don't you?" he said softly into my ear. He still had his prick buried deep in me as he said it. "Tell me what you want Grace." he demanded.

"I want you Tony." I whispered. He wrapped his fingers in my hair, pulling my head back.

"You want me to do what Grace?" he whispered urgently, giving me a quick thrust.

"I want you to fuck me Tony." I gasped. I was so turned on by his dominance I was almost in tears. His grip on my hair tightened.

"I couldn't hear you. What do you want me to do to you Grace?"

"I want you to fuck me! Hard!" I yelled out.

He let go of my hair, grabbing my hips again. He pulled out, then started pounding me relentlessly. I held on for dear life as the first of many climaxes over took me. He abruptly pulled out and spun me around. Picking me up, he sat me on the hood of his car.

He pushed me down and buried his face between my legs. I screamed at the cold on my back and his tongue wreaking havoc on my pussy. I clawed at his head, begging to go harder. He backed away and looked up at me, eyes glazed over with lust. He pulled me off the car and into his arms, kissing me deeply. The taste of my juices were a complete turn on. I took his hand, walking to the front of his car.

"Up." I told him breathlessly, pointing to the hood.

He climbed up, taking me with him. I pushed him down, straddling him. I grabbed his wrists, pinning them to the windshield. Squatting over him, I hovered just above his rock hard cock, teasing him. I rubbed my wetness against his head. He lifted his hips trying to enter me. The tables were turned, it was my turn. I looked down at him, my long brown curls grazing his face.

"You think you're so tough." I let him enter me, the pulled out again. His back arched and he moaned. "Tell me what you want Tony." I asked, sliding down on him again.

"I want you Grace." he gasped, throwing his head back. He whimpered as I withdrew again.

"I can't hear you!" I said, dropping myself onto him hard.

"FUCK ME! NOW!" he cried out.

I rode him like a horse, never slowing my rhythm. He grabbed my hips, matching me thrust for thrust. I felt like I was in another world.

"Fuck Tony, I'm going to come!" I screamed, arching my back. He made some guttural noise in agreement. I knew he was close too.

"FUUUUUCK!" He yelled as his orgasm overtook him. I felt my pussy spasm around him as my own climax rocked me. I collapsed onto his chest, breathless. He laid there with his eyes closed, breathing heavy.

I got my bearings together, getting up and getting dressed, minus my underwear. Tony was sitting on his car, still naked.

"What I wouldn't do for a picture of you like this!" I giggled. He was disheveled and looking painfully sexy. He blushed, giving me a lopsided grin. The dominant sex beast I had just witnessed was gone.

We drove back to his car in silence, both of us suddenly shy with each other. It was well after closing when we got back to the bar, his truck being the only one left in the parking lot. I got out and walked him to his truck. I looked up at him shyly.

"Thanks for a great night Tony. Made my trip south worthwhile!" I said with a smile.

"Thank YOU, that was...pretty awesome." he said, looking at the ground. He looked down at me, kissing me softly. I gave him a hug and got into my car. He leaned against the door as I started the engine.

"Can I have your number? I'd really like to see you again." he asked softly.

I put my car into reverse.

"I can't Tony. I don't think my husband would go for it. But thank you for asking." I smiled, touching his face one last time.

I backed out, stomping on the gas, leaving rubber in my wake. I never looked back.