Co Ed Experiment (Closed)

"Nice wheels....not necessarily my kind of ride, but I can definitely appreciate it. Are you driving that in the races later then? What have you all done to it?"

Michael took a walk around the car, admiring ever angle, curve, and line.

"Damn, they don't make back seats like that anymore in cars. You could probably have an orgy back there with all that space."
 
She reached in and popped the convertable top down and smiled.

1 of 14 made... this is my baby. Yeah I am you wanna ride with me?

I have beat most of those newer cars they soup up for racing. All I did was take the Hemi they put in it and tweak it with my own efficiency designs kept everything factory including finding factory spec tires that can handle the tweaks to the engine.
 
"Thanks for the offer, but I kinda wanna take my bike down to the races. Sounds like a totally bad ass machine. You got it right that it is tough to beat good ol' giant displacement engines even with all the technology today. I will have to take you up on that ride another time."

Eric tossed his helmet back on and prepared himself to follow her down to the race.
 
She hopped into her car and headed out of the massive bay door and heading a little further down the road till they reached the gathering.

Garage is the end of the race area.

She pulled her car in along the rest of the line of cars parked for now to let the bikes race first. One fairly big bruiser shaved gorilla of a man walked over to her and started to grab at her only to find himself face down on the hood of his own car with his arm bent back so far most people were sure she was going to break it.

She leaned down and in a venomous snarl of a voice she finally spoke.

Diego... you ever lay one hand on me again you won't have a hand left for racing or jerking yaself off... got it.

The big man stupidly tried to break free and a fairly loud joint cracking sound was heard as she tightened up her old on him slamming him back down against the hood of his car.

Last warming Diego... Got it!

The big man grunted and nodded as she finally let him up and turned to find her roommate wondering if he caught that and if she had scared him off yet.
 
"Damn, did that guy buy you decaf coffee instead of regular or something? Mental note...don't piss off Loren...check."

Michael was honestly a bit disturbed. He was certain that this chick could break him, but usually he used his humor to try to cover up uncomfortable situations. At the same time though, he didn't know whether to be scared or aroused by her power. For a split second, the thought rolled through his mind of being ridden by this powerful Amazon and his cock twitched a bit at the thought.
 
Diego here suffers the delusion that any female driver either belongs to him or wants to belong to him... His car is smarter than he is...

She walked over to him and whispered.

Wanna help me make sure everyone gets the point?
 
"Uh....I guess I can help you...just don't hurt me ok?"

Michael was very wary of what she was about to do to him.
 
She winked at him moving to lock a hand behind his neck pulling him in close for a deep passionate kiss as her right leg moved up along his leg bending till her knee was nearly to his waist and then hooked around his hip and leg. her other hand reaching around to grab his ass.

Eventually breaking the kiss she licked at his lips before winking again and swatting his ass.

Go race ya bike lover... Can't wait to see ya mop the floor with the rest of them.
 
Michael was in shock after what just happened. For a few seconds he just stood there, feeling the sting on his ass and the cool wetness on his lips. After a good 30 seconds, he snapped out of it and tossed his helmet on. The bikes were lining up at the starting line, and he surveyed them for a second to gauge his competition. There were a few harley's that he would have no problem with (sure they have torque, but no turning ability), a couple of newbie riders on other 600's, a spoiled rich kid on a Duc, and then another Kawi liter bike. He knew the last few could give him a little trouble, but by gauging how they set their bike up and the gear they were wearing, they were no where near as practiced as he was.

The seconds before the race passed by in a blur as the harleys grunted and the other bike's screamed. As the flag girl dropped her taken off t shirt, Michael blurred into motion. When racing, everything seemed to slow down for Michael. Things got really quiet too.

The harley's were left in the dust when they had to do 2 gear changes before Michael had to shift to 2nd at 70 mph. The Ducati rider had foolishly done a wheelie trying to impress some chick and Michael was far past him. The other 2 600's weren't as gutsy and Michael pulled away from them too. The liter bike rider seemed to keep up for the most part, but when speeds started getting above 120, his guts seemed to die out. Michael was sitting in 4th going way too fast and loving every second of it.

The race was pretty much a high pitched blur after that point and Michael couldn't even hear the other riders. As he backed it in during the last turn at about 125 on a 90 degree turn, there was a cheer from a lot of the onlookers. He passed the finish line and pretty much had his bike parked before the next rider even finished.
 
She was cheering him on and headed over while they waited for the other bikes to cross the finish line.

Amazing job darlin...

She waited to see if he added anything to their little act.
 
Wrapping her in the one arm that wasn't holding his helmet, he grabbed Loren and pulled her tight into him, kissed her deeply, and swung her down a little bit. Lifting her back up to standing before ending their kiss, his lips unlocked from hers and he let her go.

Whispering quietly, "Was that kinda what you were looking for? Thanks for the congratulations, but these guys are kinda nubs."

Yelling quite a bit louder, "Do I get anything for destroying that race?"
 
Yeah so all these new kids don't get stupid like Diego she whispered back nipping at his lips. That and you are a pretty decent kisser darlin.

She stood there in his arm watching the other racers rolling up several of them talk about it looking like he already has his prize there in his arms.. The old man from the Garage slapped some money in his hand.
 
"Why thank you Loren, you aren't half bad yourself. That and oh my god your ass is tight. If I didn't think you would kick my ass, I might just grab you again."

Turning his attention to the owner of the garage, "Thanks for the cash man. Not too bad a payout for easy street racing."

Checking back with Loren, "So when do you get to show me what you got Loren?"
 
She whispered in his ear who said I would kick your ass darlin?

She stood there smiling before she looke dto the old man.

Her race is the third one... get to shut that dumbass Diego down again doll...

She smiled brighter hearing that... sure you don't wanna ride with me darlin?
 
When she had turned around, Michael couldn't resist after she gave him such a provocative comment and he gave a firm grab to her tight, young ass.

"Sure, I'll take a ride with you on your race. Unless it is going to fuck up your concentration or anything. I wouldn't want you to lose because of me."
 
Nope not at all darlin... Lets go get the car.

She glanced back as he grabbed her ass and winked. Walking back to her car she turned around leaning back against her car and watching him licking her lips. reaching into her pocket she grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair back into a ponytail and then hooked it again making it into a loop.
 
Damn, her ass was so firm. He knew from that point that this girl was in great shape and undoubtedly had a stunning body under her clothes. Michael climbed in the passenger seat of the Cuda and fastened his belt. The whole car jumped to life as Loren fired it up.

Yelling over the engine, "So is riding in your car kinda like a ticket for you to ride me later?"
 
We will talk after the race she yelled back. Looking over at Diego she laughed and when the flag dropped she hit the gas as the cuda roared to life and leaped quickly into the lead against newer cars the work she did on this car really showed as she took off down the road whipping the car into a turn into the garage and heading out anther bay to watch and see the order of the other drivers.

It was so very worth it to watch Diego come in dead last as she smiled to Michael.
 
"Damn, that was a nice run. This beast has quite a bit of power and the handling ain't half bad either. Looks like Diego is pissed too. You blew his fucking doors off."

"So, the night is young, both of us have some cash to blow, what is there to do around here? Or is there some race after party?"
 
Street party... go out on the town or head back to the house?

She smiled glancing over to Diego watching him fume over his loss.

Anything you... really wanna do?
 
"Oooo...do i get a hot tour guide like you?"

"I really don't know. I am pretty easy, never been much of a partier though. Could really use some booze and see titties...holy fuck I can't believe I just said that."

Michael was so shocked that he had let that out. He had kinda seen Loren as a buddy so far, and it just kinda slipped.

"I'm sorry Loren, I didn't really mean to say that."
 
She laughed at what he said.

I could show ya around and there is a club here where we could both see our own preferred entertainment just wouldn't be sitting together though we may be in the same room.

She stood there watching his face. Watching him flip out over what he had said in front of her. She found it strangely cute.
 
"Sure lets go...I bet you would like to see some hot naked man after that ass kicking that you just handed out. The girls there are decent looking though right, no snaggle tooth whores?"

Eric got his helmet on and went to hop on his bike, getting ready to follow her.
 
She parked the car and got her bike and pulled out heading down the road to the club. Diamond dreams was a fairly average upscale looking place as she pulled up and found a parking place. Hopping off the bike she stood there waiting for him.

Well guess we will see what the floor set up is.... Winking... lets go
 
Following Loren into the club, he took a look around and was pretty impressed. The atmosphere was nice, good lighting, and from what he could see so far, the girls were good looking. For the most part, the club had a purple hue to it, and the music wasn't just all hip hop.

"So, can I buy you a drink, or do you have to go buy that on the naked dude side? What is floor set up like usually?"
 
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