"Look at that asshole over there." I said while pointing at his car.

"He can't even drive that thing." My boyfriend said laughing.

"Hey guy, want to race me?" My boyfriend yelled over to him.

"Sure, how much money?" The guy asked.

"Five hundred dollars." My boyfriend said back.

"Deal!" The guy said.

He was driving a small red car, it looked like a Honda. I knew just by looking at it, that it wasn't a match for my boyfriend's hot rod Ford. They raced and my boyfriend.

"Pay up you fucking looser." My boyfriend said as he walked up to the guy's car.

He paid my boyfriend all of the money.

"Looks like we are going to have some fun tonight baby." My boyfriend said while laughing.

"You keep winning, that really makes me hot." I said back at him.

This wasn't no ordinary hot rod Ford. This thing is custom to the max. The engine is so clean, you could eat off of it. My boyfriend built the engine with his own two hands. The engine doesn't rev up like some of these guys' cars. No, his purrs along like nothing is going on. It only gets loud and proud when he puts the pedal to the metal. Then, the mother fucker will blow yours ears off.

Not many cars can beat us around here. Well, I have to say that no cars can beat us around here. We haven't lost a race yet. We have been street racing now for almost three years. We have raced in so many states, I have lost count. The only thing I count is the money at the end of the night. There is no reason for me to get any more involved. I let my boyfriend do all the hard work.

He loves this car. He tells me that we have to fuck inside of it at least once per week. He says that he doesn't like air fresheners in his car, but he loves the smell of my pussy in there. He gets me all wet and horny, then he wipes my pussy clean with a cloth handkerchief. Then, he ties it around his rear view mirror. I have to admit, I even like the smell of my pussy from time to time. But, I always make sure that I douche. A clean pussy is a happy pussy!

"I think there is a guy over there that wants to race." I told my boyfriend.

"You mean that guy in that yellow Corvette?" He asked.

"Yes, he was waiving at you." I told him.

"You want to race me?" My boyfriend yelled.

"I sure do." The guy yelled back.

"For how much?" My boyfriend asked.

"How about one hundred dollars?" The man asked.

"I don't race for anything less than two hundred dollars." My boyfriend said.

"Then, two hundred it is." The man said right before he revved up his engine.

The Corvette swung around and got into starting position. My boyfriend kissed me on the cheek and then left. As always, my boyfriend came back with money in his hand. I knew he could beat that guy. I knew because if the guy thought he could win, he would have wagered more.

"Looks like you are the guy to beat around here." A voice said as a man walked towards us.

"You better believe it." I said as he walked up to me.

"You want to race?" He asked while looking at my boyfriend.

"Any time, any place." My boyfriend said.

"How about here?" The man asked.

"For how much?" My boyfriend asked.

"I want to race you for five thousand dollars." The man said.

I knew this guy meant business. His eyes were focused on the road and so was his wallet.

"Do we have that much money?" My boyfriend asked.

"We can do it." I said nervously.

"Well, looks like we have a deal." My boyfriend said as he shook the guy's hand.

I knew that he was very serious. But, he was driving a very small car. I couldn't tell what kind it was, but it looked like a small Mazda. You know, the kind with the hatch-back. It was small, but it sounded mean.

I kissed my boyfriend and wished him luck. The guy didn't even waste a minute getting into position.

"Who is the judge?" The man asked.

"Pedro, the man at the other end of the street." My boyfriend yelled.

With the waving of two flags, they raced down the street. The race was neck and neck. One car would get the lead and the other would take it. I couldn't tell from my end, but it looked like a close finish.

"Pay up pal." My boyfriend said as he pulled his car over to the parking lot.

"I don't think you won." The man said in an angry voice.

"I won, go ask Pedro." My boyfriend said.

"You tell him honey, tell him who won." My boyfriend said to me.

"To be one hundred percent honest, I couldn't tell." I said nervously.

"Guys, it was a close race." Pedro said as he was running up the road.

"Look buddy, I'm not going to pay you for this race." The man told my boyfriend.

"Why don't you two race again and see who wins this time." Pedro said while catching his breathe.

"I don't want to race for money." The guy paused.

"I tell you what, you think you can beat me?" The man asked.

"I know I can." My boyfriend replied.

"Let's forget about betting money. I bet my girlfriend against yours." The man asked with a sneer on his face.

"You mean if you win, you get to fuck my girlfriend?" My boyfriend asked.

"Sure, and if you win, you can fuck mine." The guy said.

"Is it okay with you?" My boyfriend asked.

"Honey, get over here. I just bet this guy if he wins you will fuck him." The man said with a sneer.

I didn't know what to say. I mean, I didn't really want to fuck the guy. But, I knew that my boyfriend would be angry if I said no.

"I will do it." I told my boyfriend.

"I will do it because I know you will win!" I said to him as I kissed him on the cheek.

"Don't be so sure. I think you will be sucking my dick before you know it." The guy said as he went back to his car.

I could tell this man meant business. For the first time, I was actually nervous about the race. I didn't know what to think.

"Get ready." The man with the flags said.

Then, before I knew it they were in action. They were going down the street faster than I ever seen two cars go. They were neck and neck all the way down. But, then I seen the other guy's car jump into the lead. I couldn't believe it, he was actually leading the race.

"Come on, come on!" I said out loud as I watched the race.

Then, the shit hit the fan. The guy beat my boyfriend. I have only seen this happen a few times. Every time something like this happened, by boyfriend wouldn't talk about it for a week.

"Looks like I'm going to be fucking your woman." The guy said as he pulled into the parking lot.

"Fuck you." My boyfriend said.

"Are you mad because I beat you? The only person in this area that couldn't be beat?" He said while laughing.

"Okay smart ass." My boyfriend said back to him.

"I can understand why you lost with that attitude. Maybe you should change your frame of mind then you can take racing seriously." The guy said.

"Well, I guess she is all yours." My boyfriend said while pointing at me.

"Come on over here honey. I want you to suck my cock while my girlfriend watches." He said as he motioned for me to get into his car.

I got into his car and he didn't take long to whip is dick out. His dick was long and fat. It was so thick, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to suck on it.

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