little drabble for my man on the podiummm!!! i’m so proud of himmm so here’s a lil gift 😛
your cheeks hurt from smiling. and the cold but that was the least of your worries.
204 podiums. he wrote history today, as he always seems to do the second that engine switches on.
the podium celebrations were perfection. you and your mother in law were ushered to the very front, watching as his car parked in front of you and his team from his side of the garage. he got weighed, tied his braids in a bun, took a sip of water and his eyes immediately connected with yours, causing the butterflies in your stomach to start fluttering all over the place. you knew that look in his eyes, giving you goosebumps.
he came over, excitedly hugging his mom and team before stopping in front of you, his large hand holding the side of your neck as he kissed your glossy lips for a moment before kissing your cheek and leaving lipgloss on it. lewis then hugged you which gave you the opportunity to kiss his cheek, leaving a much brighter lip stain in the middle of his cheek. he smiled at you cheekily and moved on, being rushed to the interviews.
during dinner with your mother in law and a few friends that were in canada, you scrolled on the socials for a bit after having half of your meal and with lewis’s hand heavy on your thigh. you chuckled at each fan’s tweet, their reactions to the very visible lipgloss mark and him basically flaunting it on camera for the world to see.
“if it wasn’t for the shower i took at the hotel, it’d absolutely still be on my cheek, love.” he smiled at you after showing him the tweets, the crinkles around his eye much deeper for you.
of course you blushed at his words, it was very easy for you to be wooed by your husband. “you’re corny as hell for that one.” you scoffed, failing to hide your smile as your cheeks burned. he squeezed your thigh in response to your words, and you just knew you were in for it when you got to the hotel.
—
“why you running, baby? ain’t this what you wanted?” he spoke lowly, gripping your leg that was currently over his shoulder and you were seeing stars as you clung to the bed sheets.
you see, you decided to plan something nice for lewis for whether he did good in the race or not. the lingerie set was absolutely stunning on your skin, the black and light pink accents really made your skin stand out. your tits sat perfectly and your ass poked out that it swallowed your underwear completely. you looked fine as fuck and you knew lewis was gonna get a podium in canada.
he made sure of it tonight.
“you feel so good, baby. saved this…” he teasingly picked up the bra that he basically tore off you, discarded next to your head where your braids made a halo. “all this for me. that’s it, y/n. give it to me.” he grunted, his thrusts remaining steady despite him knowing that his orgasm could rip through any moment.
“all for you, baby. ohh…fuck…” you panted, your fingers barely playing with your nipples as you were overcome with pleasure. you wanted to give him everything you got and he definitely understood you. “shit, baby. you love the way i make you feel? hm? tell me, sweetie.” he muttered but you heard him loud and clear despite the noise of skin slapping together.
“i love it so much, lew. i love you so much. please, please…i need to-”
“i know what you need. c’mere, baby. let go for f’me.” he murmured against your calf, kissing at it while digging his hands into your hips this time. “give it to me. that’s it, mama….c’mon.” lewis praised, letting you down slowly and immediately feeling you tremble in his arms while his thrust became slightly sloppy.
you pulled him down gently by his diamond chain and your finger was hooked onto it. sloppily kissing your husband and sucking on his tongue while orgasming was one of your favourite things to do and lewis knows that. as he released his thick load into you, he slowed his movements down but he never slid out. “fuck, i love you.” he said, lips brushing against your neck as he tried to catch his breath.
“i love you too. my living legend.” you smiled, cradling his cheek as he lifted his head to look you in the eye. that nickname you just gave him made him shiver and his dick slowly hardened inside you again.
without warning, he flipped you over and adjusted your body so that you could be comfortable while straddling his hips and him filling you up, your combined juices a visible sign of love where you connected.
he grabbed a handful of your ass, causing you to grind on him to let out a moan and he knew how sensitive you were.
with a stupid grin on his face, he spoke with one arm behind his head. “show me what you got, baby.”
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this happened on a whim lmfaoooo!! one of his sexiest drives ever so this just had to be written down 😁😁 hope you guys enjoyed 😛
little drabble for my man on the podiummm!!! i’m so proud of himmm so here’s a lil gift 😛
your cheeks hurt from smiling. and the cold but that was the least of your worries.
204 podiums. he wrote history today, as he always seems to do the second that engine switches on.
the podium celebrations were perfection. you and your mother in law were ushered to the very front, watching as his car parked in front of you and his team from his side of the garage. he got weighed, tied his braids in a bun, took a sip of water and his eyes immediately connected with yours, causing the butterflies in your stomach to start fluttering all over the place. you knew that look in his eyes, giving you goosebumps.
he came over, excitedly hugging his mom and team before stopping in front of you, his large hand holding the side of your neck as he kissed your glossy lips for a moment before kissing your cheek and leaving lipgloss on it. lewis then hugged you which gave you the opportunity to kiss his cheek, leaving a much brighter lip stain in the middle of his cheek. he smiled at you cheekily and moved on, being rushed to the interviews.
during dinner with your mother in law and a few friends that were in canada, you scrolled on the socials for a bit after having half of your meal and with lewis’s hand heavy on your thigh. you chuckled at each fan’s tweet, their reactions to the very visible lipgloss mark and him basically flaunting it on camera for the world to see.
“if it wasn’t for the shower i took at the hotel, it’d absolutely still be on my cheek, love.” he smiled at you after showing him the tweets, the crinkles around his eye much deeper for you.
of course you blushed at his words, it was very easy for you to be wooed by your husband. “you’re corny as hell for that one.” you scoffed, failing to hide your smile as your cheeks burned. he squeezed your thigh in response to your words, and you just knew you were in for it when you got to the hotel.
—
“why you running, baby? ain’t this what you wanted?” he spoke lowly, gripping your leg that was currently over his shoulder and you were seeing stars as you clung to the bed sheets.
you see, you decided to plan something nice for lewis for whether he did good in the race or not. the lingerie set was absolutely stunning on your skin, the black and light pink accents really made your skin stand out. your tits sat perfectly and your ass poked out that it swallowed your underwear completely. you looked fine as fuck and you knew lewis was gonna get a podium in canada.
he made sure of it tonight.
“you feel so good, baby. saved this…” he teasingly picked up the bra that he basically tore off you, discarded next to your head where your braids made a halo. “all this for me. that’s it, y/n. give it to me.” he grunted, his thrusts remaining steady despite him knowing that his orgasm could rip through any moment.
“all for you, baby. ohh…fuck…” you panted, your fingers barely playing with your nipples as you were overcome with pleasure. you wanted to give him everything you got and he definitely understood you. “shit, baby. you love the way i make you feel? hm? tell me, sweetie.” he muttered but you heard him loud and clear despite the noise of skin slapping together.
“i love it so much, lew. i love you so much. please, please…i need to-”
“i know what you need. c’mere, baby. let go for f’me.” he murmured against your calf, kissing at it while digging his hands into your hips this time. “give it to me. that’s it, mama….c’mon.” lewis praised, letting you down slowly and immediately feeling you tremble in his arms while his thrust became slightly sloppy.
you pulled him down gently by his diamond chain and your finger was hooked onto it. sloppily kissing your husband and sucking on his tongue while orgasming was one of your favourite things to do and lewis knows that. as he released his thick load into you, he slowed his movements down but he never slid out. “fuck, i love you.” he said, lips brushing against your neck as he tried to catch his breath.
“i love you too. my living legend.” you smiled, cradling his cheek as he lifted his head to look you in the eye. that nickname you just gave him made him shiver and his dick slowly hardened inside you again.
without warning, he flipped you over and adjusted your body so that you could be comfortable while straddling his hips and him filling you up, your combined juices a visible sign of love where you connected.
he grabbed a handful of your ass, causing you to grind on him to let out a moan and he knew how sensitive you were.
with a stupid grin on his face, he spoke with one arm behind his head. “show me what you got, baby.”
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this happened on a whim lmfaoooo!! one of his sexiest drives ever so this just had to be written down 😁😁 hope you guys enjoyed 😛
this is a post i never thought i’d ever make on tumblr but alas, this is what it has come to.
i’m officially quitting tumblr.
this is not because of lewis, or i found a new outlet or whatever. i am not doing well mentally and i am not contributing anything creatively and i haven’t been for the past few months. i let stupid things get to me and it constantly restricts me from creating and sharing with you guys. i knew that i’ve always wanted to share fondness with people and i am beyond grateful for the lovely people that i have met throughout this journey. you guys have pushed me through things that i never thought i could come out of.
another reason is that i absolutely hate disappointing people and trust, all i’ve done is disappoint you guys by constantly promising things and never delivering which makes the lack of confidence and lack of audience make sense. i keep putting out great ideas but i get instantly demotivated by idiotic things and sometimes, people.
i’m sitting here crying my eyes out because i don’t want to do this but for my sanity, i have to. i love you guys and the community we’ve created over the years. i still absolutely love lewis hamilton and that’ll never change. thank you for accepting me, thank you for being there for me and thank you for being you. i hope you guys are happy wherever you are in this big blue world.
i want to leave something behind before i leave and i’ll be finishing renaissance but i can’t necessarily tell you when, typical saint style lmfao. i won’t be deleting this page or anything on it, that’d be rude as hell.
remember, this isn’t a full goodbye. it’s a see you later ❤️
ִֶָ☾. Partner(s): Jermaine Simmons [divorced], Sierra Montclair [casual]
ִֶָ☾. Relationship status: Single
ִֶָ☾. Children: Nalani Scott-Clarke (5)
ִֶָ☾. Vices: Painting, Cooking, Cleaning, Long bubble baths
ִֶָ☾. Character background: Rielle was always good at finding a solution, even to the hardest of problems. She could always see the light at the end of the tunnel. She, too - had a knack for figuring out people. She put the two together and build a public relations empire from the ground up. Now, she’s known as “The Fixer”. Everyone from celebrities to socialites to politicians all want to be on her payroll because of how good she’s at her job. Now she’s taking on one of her most complex projects yet. A reluctant heir with more problems than her five year old daughter - a problem she did not need. Yet she took on the challenge anyway - at the expense of her heart.
ִֶָ☾. Characteristic traits: authoritative, resilient, strategic, image-conscious, protective single mother, emotionally guarded but longs for a passionate and deep connection
ִֶָ☾. Occupation: Unemployed trust fund baby, future CEO to the Spencer Real Estate and Legal empire
ִֶָ☾. Residence: Key West, FL. New York City, NY
ִֶָ☾. Hometown: East Hampton, The Hamptons, NYC
ִֶָ☾. Partner(s): Danica Richards [deceased]
ִֶָ☾. Relationship status: Single
ִֶָ☾. Vices: Alcohol, Sex, Running
ִֶָ☾. Character background: Being born into wealth sheltered him, protected him from the realities of the outside world. One accident shattered his rose tinted glasses and he was now left to face reality on his own. Isolated in lonesome in the furthest corner of his world, Teddy was slowly accepting the cards he’d been dealt. Now, a family tragedy is pulling him back into the world that had spat him out.
ִֶָ☾. Characteristic traits: recluse, grumpy, depressed, heavy drinker, yearner, reserved, strong-willed, morally complex, becomes family oriented, eventual lover boy
INTERACT WITH POST TO BE INCLUDED IN FUTURE PARTS.
warnings: NSFW 18+, MDNI, explicit sexual content, smut with no plot, titty fucking, bodily fluids, dirty talk, switch dynamics.
w.c: 2.07k
author’s note: am i back? who knows. im back on my shits. i just need to be consistent. please show love and support 🩷 edited as much as possible.

No one had ever asked him that before. To be technical - no one had ever asked him as directly as you did. Sure he remembered being offered but being so drunk in lust he forgo the offers.
Now here you were.
His newest fixation and the capture of his heart.
Looking at him with innocent yet inquisitive eyes - patiently waiting for his answer to your question.
“Can you fuck my tits please?”
Lewis was left floored. Yet the excitement tightened his core.
So of course his answer was yes.
Quickly, both of your clothes were stripped and your mouths were latched in a hungry battle of raging passion. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue stroked yours. The taste of him could never be enough and you searched for more and got it.
Lewis broke your kiss with a soft pop, his lips trailed down the curve of your jaw, nipping at the curve of your neck before dipping lower. He dragged his tongue down the valley of your collarbone, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt of your skin, then zeroed in on your big titties heaving with each breath. Those heavy things rose and fell, dark nipples peaked and begging surrounded by wide areolas that begged for his attention. The flesh soft and tender to touch but the nipples hard and begging for attention.
So Lewis latched onto one nipple first, sucking hard with a low grunt rumbling from his chest. His teeth graze the stiff bud as his tongue swirled around it in tight circles. You arched up, filling his mouth full of your tit, a sharp gasp left you as Lewis pulled more of your breast into his mouth, devouring it like he was starved.
His free hand came to your neglected breast, his fingers stroking and twisting your nipple in slow patterns while his tongue happily kept at the bud until it was hard and swollen in your mouth.
“Mmmph,” he hummed against your flesh, vibration shooting straight to your nipple as he switched sides, licking a broad stripe across the underside of your other breast before sucking that nipple just as deeply too.
Lewis grabbed both of your breasts into his large hands - his fingers sinking into the softness, the flesh overflowing through his fingers. A deep hunger shadowing him as a growl vibrated through your flesh as he sucked on you harder. Holding onto them like handlebars, he pulled you closer, kneading and rolling the weight in his palms.
Your arousal could not be contained - it trailed down your legs, dampening your thighs the more he sucked on your breasts. His fingernails dug into the tissue just enough to leave faint marks - a sign of his unravelled desire consuming his senses.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” Lewis slapped your tits together, his heavy hands causing them to jiggle and bounce before he buried his face right in the deep valley between them. He rubbed his face against the warm, pillowy skin, inhaling your scent - worn out vanilla and hints of caramel underneath - Lewis nuzzled his face deep like a man possessed. Having you like this unlocked a side of him, he never knew that he had. Your eagerness to please had him unlocking the restraints he had placed upon himself.
You bit down on your lower lip, your eyelids drooping as you watched him feast on your chest. her body twisting under the onslaught. Your fingers threaded through his braided hair, holding him there as he feasted whilst your hips bucked faintly upwards against his hardened dick.
“You like sucking on my titties, baby?” You purred, voice thick with lust, breathless, teasing. “I love the way you suck on them. Makes me feel so good.”
Lewis looked up and met your gaze, a wicked grin splitting on his face as he gave your breasts another squeeze, before pulling back and using his thumbs to circle your nipples. “Hell yes, baby. These titties perfect for me.” He growled back, slapping them with his heavy hand once more before he dived down on you again to suck one into his mouth.
Lewis couldn’t get enough of you. But he leant back, shifting his weight onto the hinges on his legs. His eyes were so dark with the unbridled passion he felt for you.
Finally, he swung his thigh over you to straddle your chest, his massive frame looming over you like a shadow. His broad shoulders and muscular arms flexed as he positioned himself. His knees dug into the mattress on either side of her chest as he softly lowered himself so that his warm and full, swollen balls settled against your sternum.
You couldn’t help eyeing his fat dick as it laid just in your eye sight. Your mouth salivated at the girthy shaft with pulsing veins snaking along its length, all the way up to the head and then flushed dark with a leaking steady bead of pre-cum trailing from his tip.
“Baby.” You whimpered - as you brought your tits together, closing up the cleavage, creating a tight passage. “Pour the oil on me and do it for me please.” You begged, your voice trailing on into desperation.
His eyes momentarily rolled to the back of his head as he poured the body oil on your chest and gripped the base of his dick. You rubbed the warm oil into your chest as he eagerly stroked himself. Once you were fully leathered in the oil, Lewis guided his dick down the depth between her cleavage.
The glistening soft flesh wrapped around him like a warm heavy-weighted blanket. Her skin was slick from their sweat, a sheen of perspiration dripping down this length made everything glide smooth as he placed his hands over yours and pressed your breasts together to encapsulate his dick in the plushiness of your flesh.
The first slow thrust of his hips moved forward, his hips rocked steady, sliding his veiny thickness through the tunnel of your cleavage - the tip emerging just shy of your chin while his balls dragged heavy, warm - across your sternum.
“Oh, fuck, yeah.” Lewis groaned, his voice low, accent heavier than normal as his heavy-lidded eyes bored down onto yours. As he steadily pumped, each glide smeared his pre-cum left a trail on your chest, mixing in with the oil to create a slippery friction that had him grunting deep in his throat.
Lewis’s fingers squeezed harder, both of your fingernails sinking into your flesh and sealing your tits like a vice to tighten the grip around his dick as he fucked forward, the head of his dick popping out at the top of each stroke.
You tilted your head up, parting your lips and poking your tongue out to catch the tip of his dick every time he thrusted upward. You flicked your tongue in a quick and teasing manner, lapping at the beads of pre-cum that had welled up. You swirled your tongue around the broad head in lazy motions that made his hips stutter.
“Mmm, Lew.” You moaned softly, voice husky and breathless as you shifted beneath him.
“Your pre-cum taste so good. So needy and ready for me. Just how I like it.” You whispered before you sucked on the tip briefly when it crested again up into your mouth. But this time you hollowed your cheeks, sucking on him hard before releasing the swollen head with a wet plop.
Lewis’s moan rang out as you then flicked your tongue side to side across the sensitive underside of the head and then traced down the length of the vein that coursed blood through his fat dick.
“Put me back in-between.” He begged.
And you did, which caused him to bend forward in delicious agony.
“Mmm, fuck! Your tits are swallowing my dick like they were made for it.” Lewis rumbled, staring down at you with raw hunger. His thumbs pressed into the sides of your breasts to mold them firmer around him.
“This is what you wanted isn’t it? You wanted me to use you like this didn’t you!” His thrusts deepened, the slick sounds of skin on skin filled the bedroom - schlick, schlick - loud as his balls slapped against your bouncing flesh with every push of his hips.
“I did. I can’t believe you let me dirty you like this. You’re so soft, baby…mmm…big fuckin’ tits feel good on this fuckin’ dick.” He rambled as his eyes eyes rolled to the back of his head. However, Lewis’s mouth could not be stopped.
“Fuuuuccckkk, sweetheart! You knew that this would ruin me didn’t you? Got ‘em huggin’ me tight, makin’ this dick feel good in all this meat.” His voice dropped an octave, his words tumbling nastier than before between heavy breathes.
“You wanted me to fuck your tits because you’re a nasty slut who wants me to paint your skin with my cum.” You nodded your head - no words needed to be exchanged because that is exactly what you wanted.
Lewis kept the pace building, hips rolling in a steady grind, harder and faster. One of his hands released your breast to brace on the headboard above you for leverage. You quickly took over, bringing back the tightness as he drove forward harder.
Both of your hands were holding your chest firm, kneading your breasts rough and squeezing tight as Lewis watched his shaft disappear and reappear, glistening more with each pass. Your tongue worked overtime - swirling around the frenulum in long strokes to make him hiss, then darting out to trace the ridge before sucking greedily at his slit.
“I love the way you look like you’re about to lose it. Keep fucking my tits just like that. I want you to. Please baby.”
Lewis mumbled underneath his breath as he of the headboard and tangled his hands into your hair, anchoring himself as he angled his thrusts to feed you more of his tip as his balls tightening against her skin with the building pressure.
Lost in his senses, he brought your head up more - straining your neck to feel both your tits and your mouth on his appendage as he worked himself into a frenzy.
“Keep your mouth sucking on me just like that.”
Lewis moaned as his pace quickened so much that the bed creaked under the weight of the both of you. He lost himself in the sight of his lover beneath him, tongue lashing and breasts bouncing with every forceful glide - pleasuring him with every inch of your body.
“You want this cum all over you sweetheart?” Lewis rasped, his voice rough and thick as his hips stilled as he held your gaze. One hand held your head still but you could feel his dick twitch in between the flesh of your cleavage.
Your eyes lit up with glee. Teasing, your tongue darted out to grab the last teasing lick along the underside of h before you nodded your head eagerly.
“Cum all over me baby. I want it.” You whimpered against him, this muskiness of his manhood making your mouth pool with spit. Hungry for more. His movements became more frantic as the knot in his stomach tightened. You watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his mouth fell into a silent scream.
He erupted.
All over your chest and some landing on your mouth and chin. You giggled as his orgasm prolonged and his hips staggered until he whimpered over, bracing himself against the headboard.
“Fucking hell gorgeous, you took the life out of me.” He mumbled through deep breaths. He looked down at you just as you were licking the remnants he had left on your bottom lip.
“Well I’m glad you liked it.” You looked up at him, still lustful, still seductive. You were not done with him yet and Lewis knew it. Re-positioning himself until his face was hovering above yours.
“You’re not done with me yet are you?” He whispered, wiping the rest of his cum on your face and pushing it into your mouth. You moaned as you sucked his fingers clean. He pulled out his fingers and you held onto his wrist and kissed the inside of it.
“Not by a longshot baby boy.” You replied before you moved up and closed the gap between the both of you and captured his lips. He could taste himself and caused him to get hard again.
I am quite frankly, very tired of seeing posts complaining about ‘hood’ Y/Ns and all of you coming out of the woodwork to proclaim that you don’t act this way and it’s disgusting to act this way and you hate fics where the reader wears wigs or acrylics or says the N-word and how all of these are just an inaccurate representation of our community. this is just very coon like behavior and is giving pick me.
yall know very well that fics including black women didn’t even exist until very recently. i’m grateful for every fic written whether it’s bad or good. either way they are contributing to the growth of a very niche community and helping establishing our presence here on this app. i’ve been on this app for like 12 years and I remember in the very early days when fics first started including black mc’s. no matter how the black mc was represented there would still be people in the mentions/comments like ‘eww gross you n***** why did you write this?’ or ‘this fic is so good but why is she black?’. we were quite literally fighting for our right to exist on this app.
hood culture is, like it or not, a big part of the black community and it’s not all negative. it’s a cultural movement that spawned from us being barred from white spaces and seen as the ‘inferior’ race no matter how we presented ourselves. hood girls deserve to see themselves in fiction just like everyone else. they deserve love without the implication that they need to imitate others/change themselves to seem more ‘civilized’. they aren’t bad people just because you don’t share the same style, vocab, interests and hobbies as they do.
whenever you bring this up you are giving non black people a free pass to insert themselves and say ‘yes omg so ghetto’. there are enough people against us. i would never help facilitate a conversation which further criticizes our community. especially when it’s related to very real people whose experiences you are trying to devalue.
i can't believe that in the big year of 2026 i'm still hearing the "lewis shouldn't have left mercedes" THEY DID NOT WANT HIM!!!! they pushed him out after 13 years of giving that team his all!!!