The sun was shining bright, and it felt like summer, even though it was only spring. "Nature Boy" Maré enjoyed driving his ice-blue Ferrari F430 on such pleasant days. As he turned right onto Riverside Drive, he couldn't resist pushing the accelerator and feeling the speed rush. The wind blowing in his face and the engine's roar made him feel alive.
As he sped up the road, he noticed a cyclist approaching and slowed down to let him pass. "Beautiful day for a ride, isn't it?" Maré said to the cyclist as he passed by.
The cyclist smiled and replied, "Sure is, and that's a beautiful car you've got there."
Maré smiled back and nodded, feeling grateful for the compliment.
Finally, he stopped at a red light and took a moment to breathe. The warmth of the sun on his skin and the smell of blooming flowers in the air made him feel at peace. He rolled down his window and listened to the sounds of the city as he waited for the light to turn green.
A red Corvette pulled beside him, and he looked to his left; he immediately recognized the driver; it was Misty Stone. She was a slim, dark-skinned beauty with soft brown curls and dark eyes who starred in many pornographic movies. They were a bunch of city speed racers who loved chasing each other on the highways and were daredevils who enjoyed the adrenaline rush of speeding.
"Hey, pretty woman!" Maré called out to Misty.
"Hey there! How are you doing?" Misty asked excitedly. "I'm surprised to see you this early."
"Baby girl, you know I'm everywhere," Maré smiled.
Misty then asked, "Are you up for a race?"
"What?" Maré responded. "This is not the highway."
"Yeah, I know. It'll be more interesting," Misty replied. "Now I can see how good you are on the road."
"You're crazy. What are the stakes?" Maré wondered.
"You name it," Misty suggested.
"This is your idea. You're the one who wants to do this."
Misty smiled as she thought about it. Finally, she said, "Okay, if you win, I'll let you fuck me. And if I win, you owe me $500."
Maré laughed. "$500, huh? What's the finish line?"
"The finish line is at One Hundred and Twenty-Second Street, where Sakura Park is," Misty answered.
"Let's do this!" Maré agreed.
Maré couldn't believe he was about to race Misty on a public road, but the adrenaline rush was already taking over him. He revved the engine of his Ferrari and looked at Misty, who was driving her red Corvette, waiting for the signal to start.
"Are you ready to lose?" Misty winked at him.
"We'll see about that," Maré said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
The green light flashed, and they both hit the accelerator simultaneously, causing their cars to roar. The wind rushed through Maré's hair, and he felt the G-force push him back into his seat. The engine's sound was like music to his ears, and he shifted gears, accelerating even faster.
Misty was giving him a tough competition, but Maré kept his focus on the road and the sound of his engine. As he took a sharp turn, he felt the car's tires grip the road, and Maré knew he had the upper hand.
"You're going down, Misty!" he yelled over the engine's noise.
"Not so fast!" Misty replied, her voice barely audible over the roar of her Corvette.
The road ahead was clear, and they both pushed their cars to the limit. Maré felt his heart pounding as he saw the finish line approaching. He shifted gears again, and his Ferrari roared ahead of Misty's Corvette, leaving her behind in dust.
"Whoo-hoo!" Maré shouted, pumping his fist in the air.
Misty pulled up beside him, and he could see the disappointment in her eyes. Hopping out of her car, Misty looked sexy in her short yellow/pink top and white shorts.
"Nice race, Maré. You got me this time," she said.
Maré grinned, feeling victorious. "You know I'm the king of the road."
They both laughed, and Maré savored the moment, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin and the satisfaction of winning the race.
Maré and Misty walked inside Sakura Park to chill and catch their breath after the exciting race. The park was full of blooming flowers, and the scent of cherry blossoms filled the air. They walked towards a bench and sat down, admiring the park's beauty.
"Wow, this park is beautiful," Misty said, taking in the sights.
"Yeah, it's one of my favorite places in the city," Maré replied, looking around.
The sound of a nearby fountain added to the serene atmosphere, and they both closed their eyes and took a deep breath.
"I think I need to slow down a bit. That race was intense," Misty said, relaxing on the bench.
"I know. But it was worth it," Maré responded, smiling.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the peaceful surroundings. The sun was shining bright, and the cool breeze was refreshing.
"I'm glad we came here. It's so relaxing," Misty said, breaking the silence.
"Me too. It's good to take a break from the city's chaos and enjoy nature," Maré said, leaning back on the bench. "Lucky for us, we have the park to ourselves."
They sat briefly, talking and laughing, enjoying each other's company. Misty stood in front of him and began stripping down. Maré licked his lips and pulled down his baggy jeans. Standing there naked, Misty looked like a radiant ebony princess.
As she sat beside Maré, they tongue-kissed passionately. Maré loved her lips and how she twirled her tiny tongue as she stroked his cock. As Maré was massaging her wet, wanting pussy, he heard her moan softly in his ears. Missy knelt before Maré and performed fellatio on him.
"You have a sexy dick," She slurped. "Sucking your dick makes me so horny."
After getting his shaft wet with her saliva, Misty gently sat down on Maré and filled her pussy with every inch of his dick. She humped up and down, loving the way he felt inside her. Misty developed a smooth rhythm as she rode Maré fast. He moaned, groaned, and squeezed her small tits that drove her crazy.
"I'm going to cum, Nature Boy!" She declared.
"That's right, baby! I want you to cum on this dick." Maré urged her.
Misty climaxed, which shook her tiny body. Maré saw a look of ratification on her pretty face. She giggled and gazed down at him while she licked her lips. Maré suddenly picked Misty up and carried her towards the gazebos in the distance. Misty laughed and protested playfully.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked, still laughing.
"I'm carrying you, of course," Maré replied, grinning. "I'm the winner of the race, remember? I get to carry the loser around and fuck her."
Misty rolled her eyes but couldn't stop laughing. "Fine, but you better not drop me."
Maré chuckled and shifted her weight, ensuring she was comfortable in his arms. He walked towards the gazebos, taking in the sights and sounds of the park. Birds chirping and the distant sound of traffic mixed to create a peaceful atmosphere. In the center of the gazebos, Maré had Misty bouncing up and down rapidly on his dick.
"Fuck my ass," Misty begged. "It's my favorite position."
She bent down with her ass high in the air. Maré positioned himself behind her and began fucking her in the doggy-style position. He loved watching his cock moved in and out of her hole as he slapped her ass. Misty moaned ecstatically from the hard backshots. She humped back at Maré, taking every inch of his shaft.
"Yes, back that ass up!" Maré groaned. "Right there. I love it!"
"Fuck my ass, Daddy!" Misty screamed. "Oh, my goodness!"
Her encouragement boosted Maré's energy and sexual stamina. He took hold of her hips and drilled her ass faster and deeper. Their brown, toned bodies collided in pure ecstasy. It was raw fucking at its best. With every thrust Maré delivered, Misty screamed his name. The raw sex was so intense that Maré felt himself nearing an orgasm.
"Oh God, I'm about to blast off!" Maré hollered.
He ejaculated hard. Maré thought five pounds had oozed out of him. Misty was on her knees, giving him fellatio. He stood there and took pleasure in the sexual sensation. Then, they cleaned themselves in the sprinklers. They took in the sounds and sights around them. The sense of calmness and tranquility that the park brought was a refreshing change from the usual hustle and bustle of the city.
"That was great, Maré!" Misty confessed.
"Thank you for making that bet," Maré murmured.
"Shut up." She laughed. "You know, I never noticed how beautiful this park is until today,"
"Yeah, it's easy to get caught up in the chaos of the city and forget about the little things," Maré replied. "Same time next week for another race?"
Misty grinned, "You're on. But this time, I'm going to win."
Maré laughed, "We'll see about that."
They both walked out of the park, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, ready to take on whatever the city had in store for them as they raced to the George Washington Bridge.
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