(F/F,
exhib,
d/s)
The next
day, Jill took the bus to an adult store in a strip mall. The
fact that
she knew
exactly where the store was surprised her. She thought it was
another
example of how she
had been lying to herself about what she was really like.
She got off the bus and walked across the parking lot to the
store,
wondering if people
would notice where she was going. She surprised herself again by
being
disappointed that
no one even looked at her.
Inside the store, Jill wandered about, looking at exotic
lingerie,
containers of lube, and
pictures of fucking on the covers of video boxes. She glanced at
the
dark door to the
video arcade and thought about the things that might be going on
in
there. Finally, she
went to the sex toy section. She studied a purple vibrator and
wondered
what it would be
like to fuck herself with it. She decided she would and took it
off the
rack.
There were no other customers in the store, and Jill couldn't
decide
whether she was glad
to be alone or if she wished men were watching her buy things to
make
herself cum.
Holding on to the vibrator, she picked out a rubber cock and a
silver
vibrating egg. She
studied the collection of butt plugs, and when she understood
what they
were for, she
took one.
When she went to pay, Jill was surprised to see that the clerk
was a
woman who appeared
to be only a few years older than Jill herself. She was blonde,
slender, and pretty, and
wore a tight top that showed off the shape of her breasts. Jill
put the
sex toys on the
counter.
"Looks like you'll be having lots of fun," said the clerk,
testing the
vibrator to make sure
it worked.
Embarrassed, Jill looked down and said, "Maybe so."
The clerk bagged up the sex toys. "That's a party I'd like to be
invited to."
Jill looked up. "Really?"
"Sure. These'll make you cum for sure, and nothing's better than
that.
Men, women, toys,
whatever, it's the cumming that counts, isn't it?"
"I... I don't know," said Jill, staring at the way the clerk's
top
stretched across her breasts.
She had never seriously thought about having sex with a woman,
but
suddenly the idea
excited her. The clerk saw where Jill was looking and grinned.
She
reached across the
counter to hand the bag of toys to Jill, leaning forward and
exposing
the tops of her
breasts. Jill saw pale skin, smelled musky perfume, and suddenly
wanted
to bury her face
in the woman's cleavage. Instead, she took the bag and hurried
toward
the door.
"Enjoy yourself," the clerk called after her, laughing.
As Jill waited on the sidewalk for the bus, she shifted the bag
of sex
toys around, trying
to find some way to hold it so it wouldn't be obvious. But then
she
realized that once
again she was trying to conceal how she really was. She moved
the bag
so it hung down
in front of her and imagined that every person who drove by was
looking
right at it. It's
right in front of my cunt, she thought, so they're all looking
at the
most important part
of me, too.
The thought that people could tell what she was like excited
Jill. She
liked
the feeling and
wanted more of it, so when she got on the bus she sat in the
front
where everyone would
have to pass her. She put the bag of sex toys on her lap so
people
would see it. The bag
was made of a translucent plastic, and the toys could be seen
through
it. The rubber cock
was especially obvious.
As each new passenger got on the bus, Jill felt a jolt of
excitement.
Most people glanced at
her bag and looked quickly away, but when an older woman saw
what it
contained, she
looked at Jill with disgust on her face. The woman's reaction
excited
Jill. When normal
people know how I
am, she thought, they're disgusted. That's the way it should be.
Jill's thoughts drifted back to the clerk and what it would be
like to
do things with her. If
she wanted me to, I'd go to the store all the time, Jill
thought.
As the bus bumped along, she slipped into a reverie, imagining
how it
would be.
I always
wear a skirt, so my pussy is available if she wants it, Jill
thought.
At the store, I wait while men buy things and get change for the
video
arcade. I know they're thinking about fucking me, and that makes
me
excited.
I want people to want to fuck me.
The clerk comes out from behind the counter and goes into the
video
arcade. I follow her.
We walk down a dark hallway, past the closed doors. Men are
jacking off
behind the
doors, and I hear the sounds of the videos they are watching –
dirty
sounds, exciting
sounds. I should be in the videos, getting fucked so men can
jack off
to me.
I follow the clerk into a bathroom at the back of the arcade.
Cum
stains are on the filthy
bathroom walls. The sink is dirty. The toilet is stained. It's
the
perfect place for a person
like me. The clerk points at the floor, and I kneel in front of
her. A
used condom oozes
cum onto one of my knees, but I don't mind. I'm where I want to
be.
I open the clerk's jeans and pull down her panties. I'm
trembling with
excitement over
what we're going to do. She takes my head in her hands and
presses my
face into her
pussy. I taste her, eat her, and rub my face in her crotch,
working
hard make her cum,
because that's the kind of thing I should do. When she does cum,
she
steps back and says,
"That was OK, I guess." She walks to the door. "Come back next
week."
She walks out
and leaves me kneeling on the dirty bathroom floor.
I get up, and the cum from the condom runs down my leg. It shows
below
my skirt, but I
don't clean it off. I don't wipe the clerk's wetness off my
face,
either. I want people to
see how I really am. I come out of the arcade, and the clerk is
back
behind the counter,
helping a customer. She doesn't acknowledge me, but the man
stares at
me and laughs as
I leave the store.
Laughter pulled Jill out her reverie and back to the bus. Two
teenage
boys were passing
her,
pointing at her bag, and laughing. They sat near her and
whispered to
each other. Jill
could
tell they were talking about her, and it made her so excited she
wanted
to play with
herself
and cum for them, right there. She was shifting in her seat,
thinking
about
doing it, when
the bus arrived at her stop. As she walked away, one of the boys
called
out of
an open window,
"Hey, baby, we'll take care of you. You don't need those toys."
It made
Jill want to cum
even more.
Inside her apartment, she took the vibrator from its package and
turned
it on. She touched
it to one of her nipples, and even through she still wore her
top, the
sensation was intense.
She moved the vibrator to her other breast. If the woman at the
adult
store used this
vibrator on me, Jill thought, it would make me hot. I'd get so
excited, I'd do anything.
I'd fuck those boys if she told me to.
She teased her nipples, moving the vibrator back and forth
between
them, thinking about
ways she could be nasty for the clerk. I want to be dirty and
excited,
Jill thought. That's
how I'd feel if I licked her ass. She imagined how it would feel
to run
her
tongue over the woman's puckered asshole.
In her mind, she returned to her fantasy with the clerk. That's
right,
she thought, she
probably wouldn't want someone like me licking her pussy. I'd be
her
ass girl, because
she wouldn't allow someone like me to touch her pussy. Instead,
she'd
turn around and
push her ass out at me. She'd pull her ass cheeks apart and
wait. I'd
stare at her asshole,
wanting it. Then I'd lean forward and kiss it. I'm the kind of a
person
who kisses the
asshole of someone I don't even know. I'd to more than that. I'd
push
my tongue inside
her ass and fuck it in and out while she played with herself.
I'd do it
until she came. I
know what I am. I'm a cunt.
Jill pressed the vibrator up between her legs and shuddered as
she
came. She wished
someone was watching her to it.