CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
The Expo seemed impressive from the outside.
They parked in a huge lot that was three quarters full and got out in the shadow of a huge, warehouse sized building.
“I am absolutely taking Liz to this place,” Krystal said as they made for the front entrance.
“So what’s actually here?” Gabe asked.
“Uh, let’s see: mini-golfing, go kart track, rock climbing, bowling alley, huge arcade, food court, and some other things, but the crown jewel is the laser tag,” Ellen said.
“I had no idea you were so into laser tag,” Gabe replied.
“I used to be for about six months in high school. Okay, well, actually it was paintball that I was into, but that isn’t really done much anymore.
I fell out of it after people got...I dunno, weird about it?
I kind of felt like I wasn’t welcome there, even if it was new people, because there were enough regulars to muddy the social waters. ”
“They were intimidated and jealous,” Emily said.
“They probably were,” Gabe said. “It’s annoying how ‘you’re just jealous/scared’ is such a cliched response that it’s been sapped of all meaning, and yet it is actually probably the broadest explanation for someone acting like a shithead.”
“It really is,” Krystal said.
“Here’s hoping you all don’t act like shitheads then when I fucking stomp you in the first thing we’re doing,” Ellen said, leading them into the building.
They came in a vast receiving area, a huge thoroughfare that granted access to each of the varied activities on offer.
“What are we doing first?” Gabe asked.
“I’m pulling rank and saying go karts,” Ellen replied, turning and making firm progress towards the go kart track.
“Okay, awesome. I’ve never actually done that before,” Gabe said as they began following her.
He found his eyes glued to her massive ass, framed so perfectly in her jeans.
“Neither have I, now that I think about it,” Krystal said.
“It’s pretty fun. I’ve brought Abby here a few times and finally convinced her to join me. She thought she wouldn’t enjoy it but then she was tearing ass around the track.”
“You sure you’re even going to be able to fit your huge ass in one of those karts?” Gabe asked.
Ellen stopped just short of the entrance and turned around to look down at him, a certain gleam in her eye.
“Are you...trying to provoke me into absolutely destroying your hips tonight?” she asked. He really loved that smile on her, that perfect combination of amusement, arousal, and annoyance, with just a touch of genuine surprise that he had just spoken in that way to her.
“Maybe.”
He heard Emily laugh softly beside him.
“I genuinely cannot tell at this point if I’m annoyed or happy by the fact that you are absolutely not intimidated by me anymore,” she said, then turned around and kept walking. “Come along, everyone.”
They came to a kiosk and she paid for the four of them, then they walked in deeper.
The track was a big one and went through a few different environments.
He saw a forest, a jungle, a desert. It was impressive, though he was wondering exactly how intense it was going to get.
However, as they got with the handful of people already there and began listening to the rules, he realized they were pretty intent on enforcing safety.
No bumping, no crashing, no screwing with other racers.
He noticed Krystal looked vaguely disappointed, but she had the good sense to keep it to herself at least. Part of him wondered if he was too boring and not thrill-seeking enough for his age, but then another part of him thought about whiplash and brain damage and figured he was plenty adventurous in other areas of his life.
Like just now.
He gave Ellen’s ass a small slap and said, “Good luck, dearest.”
“She is going to actually kill you,” Emily whispered, laughing.
“She can try,” he replied.
“Oh my fucking God, Gabe,” Ellen growled. “Go get in the fucking go kart.”
He smiled at her, finished getting his helmet on, and did as she demanded.
Everyone got in their karts and then they were off. Gabe found himself wondering what exactly the winner was going to get, and then decided he was going to win to find out. Since they were going for time and time alone, he focused on keeping steady and ahead of the others.
It became obvious that Ellen was having a bit of trouble, and that Emily and Krystal were a bit too focused on bantering back and forth to really focus on getting a good time.
Which was just fine by him. Gabe drove through the false forest and into the desert portion, keeping his focus honed on speed without taking the turns too tightly.
The experience was pretty interesting, similar enough to driving that he could do it without much issue, but different enough to produce a bit of a thrill.
He checked his rearview as he exited the desert portion and saw that Ellen seemed to be figuring out how to manage the kart.
She was catching up. He took another turn and then saw her come around and speed up, passing Krystal, then Emily.
She was definitely coming for him.
She had a rather determined look on her face.
Gabe sped up a bit more and rolled into the jungle area.
His time was being displayed on a small screen in the dashboard.
He had seen the best time displayed on the scoreboard as they’d been getting into the carts and knew he wasn’t beating that, but he wasn’t too far off. Apparently he was pretty good at this.
They hit the first lap and kept going. By the time he was through the forest section again, Ellen had nearly closed the gap between them. Krystal and Emily were closer, too, but still seemed to be bickering.
At about the halfway mark, Ellen overtook him. She had such a smirk on her. He returned it and they kept racing.
She kept ahead of him through the second lap and came in first that time.
Now the pressure was on.
As they hit the third and final lap, Krystal and Emily had come closer again. Gabe was strongly considering saying something to Ellen, something that would make her lose concentration for a moment, but decided against it.
He wanted to win this legit.
He felt good enough to push the kart to its maximum safe speed and did, then kept it there through the final lap. He came up on Ellen, moved alongside her, and then overtook her. He heard her curse under her breath and pulled ahead of her. He could hear Krystal laughing.
He had to admit, this was a great time. This was the kind of thing he’d have been pretty dubious about a year ago, maybe even six months ago.
Something he’d be pretty reluctant to try.
For a moment he wondered why, and ultimately concluded it had to be anxiety.
He was afraid of fucking it up and looking like an idiot.
Had he really shed that fear already? It didn’t seem possible, and he probably hadn’t completely gotten rid of something so thoroughly buried in his psyche, but he was kind of shocked by how much he no longer cared about looking like an idiot in public.
Well, if it was on accident, obviously not acting like a jackass on purpose.
It felt very freeing in a way he couldn’t properly articulate.
Gabe managed to get an even better time than the first lap and pulled over and parked now that it was over.
“Well,” he said as the others came out, “it looks like I won.”
“I almost had you,” Ellen said.
“You did, indeed. Now...what did I win?”
They gave each other amused looks as they considered it. “What do you want?” Ellen asked.
Gabe smiled. He was very much hoping one of them would ask him that.
“Come with me and I’ll tell you.”
“Uh-oh, I know that face,” Krystal murmured.
“What face?” Emily asked.
“He’s about to ask for something...horny.”
“That might be my fault,” Ellen murmured.
“It is definitely your fault,” Gabe replied.
They walked deeper in until they managed to track down a row of bathrooms that were kind of tucked away from the rest of the building. There was no one around at the moment. Perfect.
He looked at Emily. “I want to fuck you in one of these.”
Her eyes bulged a little and she began to blush, but she didn’t shy from it. “That’s what you want for winning?”
“Yes.”
She looked at Krystal and Ellen, who simply looked back at her with big smiles.
“We can keep watch,” Ellen said.
“Yeah, just don’t be too loud of a slut,” Krystal murmured.
“Fuck off. And fine, let’s do this,” Emily replied, looking firmly at Gabe.
He took her hand and led her into an unoccupied bathroom, then shut and locked the door behind them. Walking over, he sat down on the toilet lid and looked at her.
“Come on,” he said.
She heaved a sigh and pulled her shirt and her sports bra up over her pale tits, then got down on her knees. “You have become such a prick.”
“Have I?”
“Shut up.”
“I mean you must like it,” he murmured as she unzipped his jeans and began digging his erection out.
Emily paused and looked up at him, pursing her lips. “It’s a fun back and forth, just make sure you don’t get too big for your britches or I’ll slap your penis.”
He laughed awkwardly. “I will keep that in mind.”
She leaned down and started giving him a quick and dirty blowjob, her luscious pink lips sliding up and down his cock, coating it in her saliva. She bobbed her head rapidly for about half a minute, then got up, turned around, and pulled her pants and panties down.
“You have a really nice ass,” he murmured.
“I’m so glad you approve,” she replied as she reached between her legs and found his erection, then lowered herself on it. “I’m going for speed here.”
“Fine by me. Make me shoot my load,” he replied.
She moaned softly as she settled into place and then settled her hands on his knees to steady herself, then began fucking him. “Chloe and Krystal have turned you into such a sarcastic prick,” she whispered as she slipped his erection into her perfect pink place again and again.
“Yeah, you had nothing to do with that,” he replied, relaxing as he felt the hot ecstasy of sex blended with the wild thrill of doing it in a public place doing a slow burn into him.
The sexual gratification made a slow, pulsing bliss radiate out from his core along a wondrous wavelength.
“Any fucking day now,” she whispered after about a minute.
“Shut up,” he replied, grasping her hips and pulling her down onto him.
“Ah!” she cried. “Gabe!”
“What?” he asked, and started bouncing her on his cock.
“Oh! Gabe! Fuck! Oh my God…” she moaned. “I’m being...too loud!”
“That’s your fault. And you said you wanted me to finish faster,” he replied.
“Just...hurry…”
Gabe focused on orgasming and found that it was waiting just out of sight. He leaned around her and saw her tits bouncing in the mirror across from them.
“Don’t you dare come in me,” she whispered.
“Why not?”
“Gabe! You fucking bad boy, don’t you dare.”
“I didn’t hear that last part.”
“Gabe!”
He triggered, pulling her down hard into his lap, her fat ass pressed against his thighs as he shot his load deep into her sweet, sweet pussy.
“Oh, you fucker…” she moaned as his cock kicked hard inside of her, dumping his full load inside of her. “Oh, you bad fucking boy,” she hissed, then moaned again.
Gabe finished and then released her.
“What?” he asked.
She stood up, turned around, folded her arms, and glared down at him. “You are a dick.”
He was very relieved to see that she was merely mildly annoyed and not actually pissed. He was pretty sure he’d been reading her right, but he knew Emily less well than the others.
“You were asking for it,” he replied, standing up and tucking himself away.
“Fucking prick,” she snarled quietly, grabbing some toilet paper and cleaning herself up. “God, are you kidding me!? How is there this much? Fucking-ugh! You are getting fucking wrecked tonight. I am going to break your hips.”
“Okay.”
She looked up at him, fighting not to smile, then growled and went back to cleaning herself up.