A Monster truck show!(how fun!)

After a few days you and Emma set up the date for the well, date at the end of the week. Work and school continued on like usual but, as the days dragged on you got more and more exited to see where exactly Emma might be taking you.

When the time finally came it was a Saturday and you were on the night shift again at femboy hooters. Anxious to leave you were practically checking the time every five minutes on the job. Emma had promised to pick up after work today for your date. So close to date time, you were just so hyped up at this point.

After all it had been awhile since you had time to go out and just have fun. The last few months you had been very busy both between work and school you barley had any time off.

When your shift finally ended you quickly started to get ready for your date. First you redid your make up, it went eye liner, a very subtle about of blush, some foundation, and a some lips stick that gave your lips a glossy shade of pink. The lip stick was actually not part of what you wore for work. It was a present from you younger sister Sarah, it was special, so you only wore it for special occasions, and this most certainly felt like a special occasion. After all you hadn’t had a date in…. Wait had you every had a date? Sure you met up with people to fuck, but no one had every really official asked you out. You thought back was Emma really the first person to every ask you out? The thought of that made you feel almost kinda of pathetic. Did ever one you ever had an “encounter” with really just see you as nothing more but a quick fuck? Was there not even a hint of intimacy with any one.

You shook your head not wanting to think about stuff like that right now. Right now you just wanted to have fun. You then pulled off your uniform, and folded it in a neat pile. Then you started to put on your outfit for the date. First you put on a cyan crop top with a white teddy bear graphic which hugged your chest, and exposed your belly. On top of that you wore a white zip up hoodie which had a graphic of a stylized blue hawk silhouette on the back of it. For bottoms you wore some tight Jean shorts with a studded white belt, and some crisp white, and blue skater sneakers for shoes. For an added accessory you put on some black fingerless gloves, and a purple head band to keep your hair neat. The final touch was your nails which you painted a cyan blue to match your outfit.

You gave yourself one last look over in the mirror then trotted out of the employee break room. As you scanned the room, you couldn’t see Emma anywhere in the restaurant. So you headed outside and sat down on one of the outdoor tables. You waited, and waited, and waited some more. Yet still Emma didn’t show up. You were being to worry that maybe she had changed her mind. Or worse that she was just leading you on.

Then you saw a pick up truck pull into the parking lot. The truck was a faded blue, with mud stains caked on at the area were the wheels were located, but besides that it was a nice looking vehicle. A familiar head wearing a cowboy hat then popped outside the window and gave you a wave. It seems that Emma had shown up after all.

“Hey there boy are you needing a ride.” Emma shouted over to you grinning.

“Will I have to pay you back if I say yes?” You shouted back joking as you approached the truck.

“Well I can’t accept no payment I’m a certified Good Samaritan.” Emma said as you hopped into the passenger seat.

“Really no cash, grass, or ass?” You giggled

“Well I wouldn’t be opposed to that last one.” Emma said with a amused smile.

“Hmmm, will see how the night goes…” You said to Emma giving her a wink as you lended the seat back.

Emma’s smile then faded, and she cleared her throat.

“You uh look good, those clothes look cute on you.” Emma said giving you genuine compliment.

This was actually refreshing to hear. After all not many girls gave you complements with out some bit of overt sexual tension behind them. Though you were sure Emma wanted to fuck you, her words made it seem like that wasn’t the only thing she wanted to do with you.

“Thanks…” You said blushing slightly and rubbing your shoulder.

You then turned to Emma, and looked her over. She wore a white cowboy hat with sheriffs star on the front. A white tank top with spaghetti straps. Some short shorts similar to the ones you were wearing. A big silver belt buckle with to pistols engraved on it. An finally some black cowboy boots with some silver boot tips.

“Your clothes look nice to...” you said softly blushing even deeper as you spoke.

“Oh this old thing it was just something I threw together, n-not that I didn’t put thought it it was uhh just ummm.” Emma fumbled her words feeling like she said something wrong some how,

“Hey I think you look great, and that’s all that matters I am your date after all.” You said reassuring Emma.

It seems both of you were a bit new to this dating thing. In reality it shouldn’t have been so surprising. Sex came easy for the two of you. Emma with her size, and well other “size”. You with your attitude, and looks. Both of you were able to have a sexual encounter so easily that it made identifying real affection, and how to give it hard. It was like you both had lost a piece of yourselves. Perhaps… if the two of you spent more time together you could help each other get back that piece. Perhaps…

“So uh were are we going.” You ask breaking the awkward silence.

“I did say it was a surprise, I can’t tell you till we get there.” Emma said in a sing song voice as she waged her finger in a un-uh motion.

“Even if I beg?” You smiled

“Even if you beg.” Emma smiled back.

“Well then let’s get going already.”you said pointing in a dramatic motion.

“Alrighty then let get a move on.”

Emma then put the truck in drive and pelled out of the parking lot. As you started driving down the road Emma flipped on the radio and turned to a station that was playing non stop country.

“Ugh really Emma?” You asked giving Emma a playful look.

“Whatttt?” Emma said shooting you back a look.

“Can you be any more of stereotype, like really country music?” You rolled your eyes.

“Oh yeah, and what kind of music do you listen to?” Emma said with a smirk.

“Here let me get this.” You said switching on a app on your phone that made it broadcast a radio signal.

You then played with the radio dial to it picked up your phone’s signal. Once it did you put on a playlist of top hyper pop songs.

The songs were fast paced with an abundance of overly audio tuned vocals.

“People actually listen to this?” Emma asked like she didn’t know if this was a joker or not.

“It’s hell yeah this is real New Age music!” You insisted .

“Real music, that’s some real bullshit!” Emma said laughing.

“You would know country girl.” You teased

“Of course I would and, I know this is some BULL-shit.” Emma said pointing at the speaker as a Fast pace pop song played.

Both you and Emma then burst out in to a fit of laughter. The whole silliness of the situation making the two of you crack up. The two of you continued to make banter, and make each other laugh. So far you were having a good time on this date, you were genuinely enjoying just talking with Emma.

“So if you can’t tell me where were going can you at least tell me how much long it’s going to take to get there.” You asked.

“Yeah I’d say around 35 minutes.” Emma responded.

“Damn I might as well take a nap then.” You said cranking your seat back and putting your feet up on the dash board.

“Alright I’ll wake you when we get there then.”

With that you closed your eyes letting the sped up electronic beats from the radio fade in to white noise and the rhythmic bouncing of the truck rock you to sleep.

“Hey Doug wake up.” Emma said as she shook you awake.

“Huh?” You said groggily.

“We’re here.” Emma said stepping out of the truck.

You stretched in your seat cracking a few of knuckles and shaking off the stiffness of sleeping in such an awkward position. As you hopped out of the truck your landing made a crunch on gravel. You looked around at what appeared to be a make shift parking lot with hundreds of cars all parked in rows in clearing. It appeared that you were in some sort of rural area as all you could see besides the parked cars and path way exiting the lot, were trees all around. However that wasn’t what grabbed your attention. What really caught your eye was the huge ass stadium with spot lights shining out of it.

“Come on Doug.” Emma said motioning for you to follow.

“So where are we?” You asked walking quickly to catch up to Emma.

“You’ll see soon.” Said Emma keeping you in suspense.

The two of you then got in a semi long line, waiting a couple minutes before you finally got to a glass ticket booth.

“Two please.” Emma said sliding cash though the slip of the booth.

A large man in the booth grunted in agreement at the money before handing over two tickets. As you got closer and closer to the stadium you could hear the soft murmuring of a crowd. The two of you then walked into the entrance of the arena Emma placing your tickets into a box. A lady in an employee uniform watched Emma put the tickets in then wished the two of you a good time before letting you two go through a turn style crank. You looked up and finally you saw the grand reveal. Through a large chain link fence you saw a huge dirt course complete with junked cars, dirt ramps, and a few old school busses.

“So whada yeah think?” Emma asked even though she didn’t need to as your face was beaming with excitement.

“Oh wow this is cool, I’ve always wanted to see a monster truck rally ever since I was kid!” You said running over to the fence and pressing your face against it in order to get a better look at the track.

“Yup nothing quite Ike the horse power, and roar of the crowds, and the- woah!” Emma was interrupted as you suddenly ran and jumped on top of her.

Your face now level with hers, your legs wrapping around her sides. Emma was just barely able to catch you, and keep the both of you from tumbling to the floor.

“Thanks Emma.” You said, giving her a big kiss on the lips, before hoping down off of her.

“Y-yeah no problem, boy you sure a wild one.” Emma spoke that last part quietly while fanning herself with her hat relieved that she some how didn’t drop you.

“Okay let’s get something to eat then, nothing in the world like rally food.” Emma said putting her hat back on, and making her way over to concession stand as you trailed behind her.

Emma got the two of you a large soda, and her self a burger with the works. For food you got a large helping of nachos, which Emma opted to pay for as well. Man she really was being courteous date.

“Come on were a little bit early so we can get the best seats their at the top you can see everything from up there.” Emma said

The two of you then climbed up, up, up, to the top of the steel bleachers over looking the track. You weren’t afraid of heights but even you had to admit you were a dizzying amount of feet in the air. Lucky the bleachers were completely sealed and fenced in so the only way you could fall off would be if you climbed over. Which isn’t something you were going to try any time soon. The two of you dug into your food which you had to admit was pretty good, as more and more people started to fill up the bleachers. Soon the place became crowded with many different people, though most of them seemed to from a more rural environment. There also were girls wearing bikini tops, and guys with speedo going around the crowd selling beer sort of like the guys who sold peanuts at baseball games. The sexualized employees, made you think this was strictly and adult event. As you looked around you seemed to confirm this as you couldn’t see any children anywhere.

After a few minutes it’s seemed that the show was starting as you could see large monster trucks being lined outside of the track behind a large gate. Then an female announcer’s voice boomed over various loud speakers placed around the stadium.

“Ladies and gentle man let’s get ready to rummmmmmmbbbbbblllllllllleeeeeeee!!!!!“

The crowd erupted into cheers and claps, as the show was finally ready to start. You then heard the loud reaving of a impressive sounding motor.

“Ladies, and gentle man may I introduce the BONE CRUSHER!!!”

The gate to the track then swung open and a massive monster truck with a skull on the front burst out. It’s engine roared proudly like some sort of lion as it sped across the track kicking up dirt as it went. The driver aimed straight for a jump hitting it at full speed leaping though the air and back flipping. The BoneCrusher then landed on the ground with a bounce. The driver quickly regaining control this time running over some cars which were flattened like pancakes before hitting another jump. Again the BoneCrusher landed with a bounce this time ramping up and even steeper jump and, doing see real backflips before landing. The impressive display of automotive acrobatics got your feet as you found you self cheering and clapping with the crowd. You couldn’t see it but Emma had a big old smile on her face happy to see you were having a good time. Eventually the BonesCrusher’s turn was over and it head back into the gates leading out of the track. Yet the show was over as you could see another monster truck now waiting ready at the gate.

“Every one give it up for THE TEXAS KILLER!!!!”

Another monster truck came flying out of the gate. This one was a dark blue with a graphic of a sinister looking cow boy in cloak holding two large pistols. This truck’s driver seemed to be focused on speed and sharp turning. The Texas Killer would rocket around the track making stop on a dime turns that almost made it look it would tip over, yet some how never did. All the while it kept getting faster, and faster.

Your heart was racing with excitement right now, and strangely you felt a little bit horny. Maybe it was trucks loud rumbling and roaring that awakened something primal with in you. Maybe it was the fact that the fun you were having was causing your emotions to spill over, mixing with one another. Slyly you looked back at Emma. She sat cross leg her seat, one foot bouncing off the ground as she casually clapped and cheered at the show. God she looked so good in that outfit. You wanted to kiss and be kissed by her. You wanted pleasure, but more so you wanted intimacy to show her your love, and to receive hers. You wanted it, and you wanted it right now.