John Stepnanic Nascar Stories

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Catch Can Man

by jake60 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

This story combines my interest in NASCAR with my attempts at writing. I hope it works out. For those waiting for sequels to 'Shutdown Fever' and 'Tom Prentice, Orphan', they're coming. * Chapter 1 J.D. Smith crawled out from under the rear of the #64 stock car, and brushed off his clothing. There was no real need to do this, as the floor was clean enough...

A Retirement Plan

by wieliczka on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

I answered the phone and my little sister was frantic. "Bill you have to come over right away. You were so right and I was so wrong. He's gone to the NASCAR race with his buddies an hour ago and he left his phone. You gotta come over now, please?" "OK, I'm on my way and I'll be there in about 10 minutes. You'll be OK till there?" I've never heard Barb as up...

Jesus Please Forgive Me

by StangStar06 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Hi folks, this story is based on the Concrete Blonde song of the same title. Listening to the song might help you enjoy the story more, but it isn't necessary. From now on when I do s story about a song, I'll try to give you a warning on my twitter page so you can listen to the song beforehand. I'm grateful to Mikothebaby for her usual incredible editing job...

NASCAR Heaven

by dirkpitt on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The shiny stock cars rocketed past us at nearly 200 miles per hour, their rubber tires gripping the asphalt as they shot through the first turn at Talladega speedway. The noise and tremors caused by the NASCAR cars as they passed us caused our perch to shake, even a hundred feet away in the track's infield. My girlfriend reached a hand out and gripped my...

Containment

by gabrielmontello on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

"Detective Miller, I'm special agent Blanc, this is Dr. Cohen." The seasoned detective looked around to what he couldn't quite pin down as either a military installation or laboratory facility of some kind. The ceilings were so tall he gathered they could easily accommodate three to four commercial airliners stacked on top of one another. It was hard for him...

Workin' Junior's Driveshaft

by rerunroid on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

As Dale Earnhardt, Jr.s favorite pizza place, we often got calls from "Club Little E" for late night munchies. Once, after taking a phone order from an obviously drunk Junior, I took the delivery....and got a tip I'll never forget. Arriving at 'Club Little E' I could see there was no party, and since the front door was partially opened I went in. "Hello?" I...

The Car Chick

by KayannaRose on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Nicci giggled to herself as she took in her image in the floor-length mirror. Yes, she looked like a whore. And, why not? She was getting ready to do something she had only dreamed about; bang the living hell out of Dale Ernhardt, Jr. She had met him online on one of those "NASCAR Fans" chat rooms. He had been pretending to be a fan, and he struck up a conv...

A Quickie with Kelly's Daddy

by Mister_Shy on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Chapter 1: Yearning He'd always known. When I was younger I thought I was being coy, but Jonathan saw right through me. I teased at first, but John isn't playful. He's the strong, silent type - heavy on the silence. Of course that made me want him more. Other friends' fathers would tease us back, make corny jokes, or indulge our girly pursuits. John never...

Sex In Sixty Seconds

by andtheend on Aug 30, 2017
Humor & Satire

Would you rather have sex in sixty seconds or read a less than 2,000 word sexy story in a minute? It sounds absurd, doesn't it, doing one over the other, and doing either within the time frame of a minute? Yet, this is Literotica.com, an erotic story reading and writing site, where impossible sexual feats are accomplished, the memory of which are recorded a...

Runner Girl Ch. 11

by DonnaBeck on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

John loaded the last gift in the Range Rover, closed the hatch and declared, "Okay, that's it. Go say goodbye to Freddy and I'll stay down here with the car." "Be right back." Amy dashed upstairs and scanned her tiny apartment to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. "Bye-bye, Freddy. Try not to miss me too much. Tracy will come by to visit and feed you...