Mount Panorama
With Renee Gracie
Written by TPG
CODES: MF, blowjob, reluc, anal
DISCLAIMER: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purpose only
A/N: Was watching the Bathurst 1000 today and decided to have a little fun




Having crashed her vehicle just a few laps into the Bathurst 1000, 20-year-old Renee Gracie was furious as she nursed her damaged Falcon back to the pit lane. However as grim as this was, things took a turn for the surreal as a large brawl soon broke out in the paddock with her team and a rival garage.

By the time I arrived on the scene things were well and truly out of control. In fact it took almost a dozen police and security personnel to break up the fight.

When things finally calmed down, we tried to ascertain just who had started the fight, and discovered that Renee had actually provoked the incident by lashing out at a rival driver, blaming him for her race incident.

In truth I was somewhat surprised since I'd always known Renee to be an absolute sweetheart - soft spoken, shy, and polite - but I guess you could say tension in the paddock had been mounting for days, after a rival driver had referred to her all girl team as the "pussy wagon."

Having determined what the issue was, I attempted to play the role of mediator and invited both parties to work out their differences, only to regret my actions almost immediately. In fact both camps almost came to blows once again, with Renee arguing loudly with model and one time grid girl Tahan Lew-Fatt.

"What the fuck are you trying to do!" Tahan yelled as she stood nose to nose with the driver. "—you make out with me or something?"

"Ha! You wish!" Renee snapped back. "Don't make me laugh. Who knows where that mouth has been."

"Maybe you should consider a new career," Tahan shouted back. "—since you can't drive for shit!"

"Like what, prance around the track like a total whore?"

The ladies began to grapple, pulling at each other's hair like they were high school teenagers. I had to physically pull them apart, before escorting Gracie back to her private trailer. As expected Renee was not in a good mood, and seemingly annoyed that I had not sided with her during the altercation.

"I hate that fucking bitch!" she hissed. "—she thinks she can do whatever she wants, just cause she's fucking one of the drivers."

"Don't let her get to you." I said, as the stressed out driver threw her helmet and paced back and forth in the million dollar RV.

"—and what about you!!" she directed at me. "Why didn't you take my side? I thought we were friends."

"Err sorry, but I can't get involved in that kind of drama."

"Meh. Some help you turned out to be." she scoffed in anger.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." she growled, growing more and more arrogant with each passing minute.

I actually had to do a double take as I'd never seen this side to her personality before. Renee was nothing like I imagined, or anything like the girl who had been sweet and flirty with me during the week leading up to the big race.

"Look. I'm sure you're just a little worked up right now, after the accident—"

"Fuck you!" she barked. "I don't need you're sympathy. I don't need YOU telling me how I feel."

I suppose her behavior was understandable, considering the amount of stress she was under. Not only had she crashed the team car but had started a war in the pit lane. I could tell she was feeling incredibly guilt-ridden for letting everyone down, not to mention her international co-driver who hadn't even been given an opportunity to get behind the wheel.

Despite her attitude, I decided to cut her some slack, even though I wasn't the type of guy who liked being spoken to in such a condescending way.

"You know what, get out!" she suddenly hissed. "You did your job. You can leave. I want to be left alone."

Not wanting to make things worse, I began to leave.

"I'll check up on you later." I remarked. "—see if you're in a better mood."

"Nah, screw that. Don't bother." she said while unzipping her race suit. "Just get the fuck out of my trailer."

For whatever reason, it was this last outburst that really seemed to rub me the wrong way. Particularly since I had treated her with so much respect over the last few days.

"Yep. You definitely need to calm down." I added in a patronising tone. "—besides, there's always next year."

This really seemed to trigger her.

"You know what ... Fuck. You!" she said right to my face.

She now stood so close I could feel her breath on my face.

That's about the time that I finally lost my shit and lashed out without warning. In an instant I grabbed her by the throat and slammed her up against the door, causing her to gasp in surprise.

"ugh. Fucker!" she hissed. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Get your hands off me!!"

"You just love pulling peoples chains don't you Renee." I growled seething in anger. "You just don't know when to shut the fuck up."

"Ah, I knew it. You're just like the rest of them." she taunted. "You piece of shit."

"Seriously, Renee. Shut the fuck up." I told her. "Your mouth is gonna get the rest of your body in trouble."

"oh really?" was her response. "—what are you gonna do about it anyway, pussy!"

"You fucking tease." I remarked while releasing my grip from around her throat.

"—tease?" she repeated.

I could tell from the look in her eyes that she had taken offence.

"I'm not a fucking tease, okay. You're just a PUSSY!" she sneered back. "I've been flirting with you all week long, and you're not even MAN enough to act on it. Are you just stupid or piss-weak?"

"What did you say?"

"Do I have to draw you a picture!" she smirked. "I've literally waved you in, and nothing! You're pathetic like the rest of them."

"Waved me in?" I repeated. "You have a fucking boyfriend you silly cunt!"

"Is that your excuse?" she scoffed. "Lame."

There was a long silence before I suddenly lunged forward and pressed my lips to hers, kissing her hard on the lips. The kiss itself only lasted a few moments before she broke our lip-lock and laughed in my face.

"Ha. What the fuck was that?" she berated. "You call that a kiss?"

Noting this reaction, I just about lost my mind and kissed her again, this time a lot harder - almost crashing our teeth together. Adrenaline now coursed through my veins as I reached down and shoved my hand inside her overalls and between her legs, rubbing at her crotch through the fire resistant garments.

Renee gasped and immediately unzipped the rest of her overalls, permitting me greater access and a chance to shove my fingers into her panties. She drew in a sharp breath when my fingers made contact with her cunt which was particularly wet.

Any doubt I had about this being a one sided affair quickly dissipated when SHE kissed me hard on the lips, shoving her tongue down my throat.

"Happy?" she hissed in an almost daring way.

"Get on your fucking knees, slut!" I commanded.

I didn't raise my voice, but my demanding tone let her know I wasn't screwing around. She complied without blinking, and even reached up to my pants, urging me to take out my cock.

"—like I said, a fucking tease." I winked down at her.

"Give it to me." she whispered erotically while licking her lips. "I want it baaaad."

I responded by pushing her back against the door, and before she could utter a single word, I jammed my cock into her mouth!

The Queensland-born driver moaned contently around my shaft as I grabbed a handful of dark hair and began pummelling her pie-hole. Her hands immediately went up to my hips as she tried to slow the onslaught of my mouth-fucking, but I quickly grabbed both her wrists, and pinned her arms against the door above her head.






"Look at me," I told her, as I filled her wet mouth. "Open your mouth, stick out your tongue!"

Gracie groaned as I shoved my entire staff into her narrow throat, relishing in the sound of her gagging around it, her eyes welling up in tears. To her credit, the sexy 20 year old had quite the throat. Any woman who could take almost all eight inches of me without choking, was quite the skilled little whore in my book.

I decided to be merciful and pulled my penis out of slobbering mouth. She gasped for air, and breathlessly struggled to speak.

"Nnngh, please—" she drooled all over herself, barely getting the words out. "Fuck me. Please."

I didn't need to be asked twice, and let go of her wrists and gripped a handful of long mane.

"You wanna get fucked baby?" I growled while pointing at the sofa. "—then get your sweet ass over to that couch!"

Renee began to follow my orders before I decided to treat her like the cock-slave she was, and I pulled her over by the hair, directing her to bend over the arm of the sofa. I attacked what was left of her race suit with zeal, and peeled her overalls and panties down in one swift action, before I pulled her hips back towards me and aimed my cock at her already damp entrance.

"ugh-godd!" she let out as I literally destroyed her underwear with my bare hands, ripping them apart.

I reached over and grabbed a fistful of her as I pushed the head of my rod into her sweet little cunt. Renee inhaled sharply to the action, then whined like an injured puppy at the combined pain of getting her hair pulled back and having her snatch filled.

I couldn't believe how wet she was, between her aroused state and the sweat-filled hour or so she had spent racing around Mount Panorama.

I grabbed her arms and pinned her wrists to her lower back, as I eased the rest of my rigid staff into her well-lubricated cunt. Renee began to squirm as my thrusts grew faster. Her pussy was so slick that her juices actually coated my balls.

I began to almost pull out completely, only to slam myself back in again.

"UNNGH! fuckkk!"

She was now half-moaning, half-wailing at my pounding thrusts as I felt her try to pull away from me slightly, trying hopelessly to get me to ease up on her exhausted body. But that wasn't going to happen. I was going to take out all my frustration on that snatch.

Her hips were pinned to the arm of the couch, and I had a firm grip of her hair and right arm. Her tight little pussy was just going to have to accept every deep, pounding inch my cock was giving her. Renee's moans of pleasure increased to such a level that it started to annoy me, so while I kept ploughing into her from behind, and buried her face into the couch to muffle her screams.

I ultimately released her wrist just so I could smack her phat ass, while I pounded her into submission and fucked her so hard that the cheap futon started to move around the trailer, little by little, across the hardwood floor.

Another open palm square across her cheeks had her squealing and howling loudly.

"Fuckk!" she gasped. "Yes. Fuck me! Don't stopp!!"

"Grr. You little slut! Your ass is next." I told her, letting her know my intentions. "I want your ass Renee. You hear me."

A look of concern washed over her face, before she flashed me a devious glare.

"Fuck you." she chastised. "You're not MAN enough to take my ass."

I stopped and stroked her cheek to comfort her briefly.

"I told you that mouth was going to get the rest of your body in trouble."

I moved back down to her plump ass and found her most taboo of openings. I then spat at the tiny orifice and gently probed her backdoor with my finger, making sure that her tight little sphincter would open up to me.

Gracie moaned and squirmed and tried to worm her way away from my probing, but I held her in place.

"Stop it. Stop fidgeting." I insisted. "Stay still. Let me take it."

I then marveled as her bunghole finally gaped open for me, leaving little doubt that she had experimented with anal before. The mere prospect of her being this dirty, turned me on to no end. The disgraced driver groaned as I pushed my finger inside and explored around. In fact she began to push her hips back against me, almost like she was trying to provoke me.

"Fuck yeah, so snug and tight." I teased. "You'd love me to fuck this sweet little ass of yours, wouldn't you."

"You wouldn't dare." she hissed back, before flashing me a playful grin. "You don't have the balls."

That said, I placed the tip of my cock at the opening of the last hole I wanted to conquer. Her bunghole twitched with anticipation, her entire body glistened in a sheen of sweat.

"Just look at you—" I chuckled for added effect. "First time at Bathurst and you're about to get your ass fucked!"

Her first loud groan came as the head of my cock squeezed its way through her tight rectum, filling and stretching her out. To her credit, Renee didn't recoil or back down, as I felt her muscles gradually release and accept me. By the time the entire tip was embedded, I could feel how tight she was. She was as snug as a glove.

I gave her a moment to adjusted to my girth before I pushed more of my length inside her. Renee yelped, obviously caught off by my size, and started to squirm away from me.

"ugh. fucker!" she whimpered. "I bet you're enjoying yourself right now,"

I didn't answer as my balls were soon pressed firmly against her well-used cunt, and began to saw back and forth. God, she had a magnificent butt. All that yoga and strength training she had endured for her driving career had kept everything nice and tight. Renee was now grunting with each upstroke, while I couldn't wait to unload, but slowed my movements to savor the moment.

Renee soon responded by slamming herself back against me, using me to get her off. This allowed me to lean back on my heels and let her do all the work, watching as the wanton 20-year-old repeatedly impaled herself again and again.

"Good girl. Take it." I encouraged. "Take that hard cock in your ass!"

"—ugh, shit!" she sobbed. "I think I'm gunna come."

With just moments to spare before I busted my nut, I began to hump her ass for all I was worth making her cried at the top of her lungs when I finally exploded. We seemingly came withing seconds of each other, with me spurted deep into the recesses of her ass, filling her back passage with hot gooey spunk.