Film at Eleven
Chapter 13 — In The Public Eye
Gabby’s pussy was so wet and she knew why.
She took another step forward as the woman at the cashier finally finished her transaction.
Gabby knew why she was wet. It was her. It was her mind. It was what she wanted to do with the clothes she held in her hands.
She wondered if people knew how wet she was. Were they watching her. Oh geez, the thought of that, the thought of that really turned her on. She hoped people were watching. She liked it when people were watching.
She was going to be dirty. She knew that. She wanted it.
She took another step forward as the woman in front of her stepped to the counter.
She wondered if anyone knew what she was thinking. She wondered if they were looking at her and thinking what a slut she was.
Gabby didn’t moan but she could have. She liked thinking like that. She liked the idea that people were looking at her. She liked the idea that they were thinking she was a slut.
She shouldn’t like it. She knew that. She shouldn’t like it, but she did.
The woman in front of her was done and she moved away from the cashier, and finally, Gabby thought, finally, it was her turn.
“Is this all today?” the salesgirl asked.
Gabby nodded.
“Did you find everything you were looking for?”
She did, Gabby told the woman.
“Excellent,” the salesgirl purred as she rang up Gabby’s purchases.
There wasn’t much there and this was her last stop. The salesgirl told Gabby the total and Gabby handed over her charge card. This was the last place, she told herself. After this, she would be done.
The salesgirl handed back the card and the slip for Gabby to sign and when Gabby handed back the signed slip, the salesgirl handed her her receipt. “I hope you enjoy your purchases,” the salesgirl said.
Had that been a smirk, Gabby wondered. She wasn’t sure but then what did that matter. Gabby liked having people watch her.
Almost as soon as she’d left the store, Gabby sought out the nearest restroom and she locked herself in a stall. Her hands quickly worked at her clothes and in no time at all, she was completely naked.
Almost as quickly though, she was pulling items from her various shopping bags and ripping them from their packaging and rather quickly, she was redressing herself.
It was only a few short minutes when Gabby re-emerged from the bathroom stall, but when she did, the woman that came out hardly looked anything like the woman who had gone in before.
While Gabby had never really thought of herself as having small tits, the push-up bra that she now wore made her tits appear even larger than they were and made it appear as if at any moment, her tits might come bursting out of the tight, little top that she now wore.
But as revealing as the bra made her seem to be, that was nothing compared to what was going on below her waist.
The skirt, if one could really call it that, the skirt she wore was short. It did manage to cover her ass but it only barely managed that, and it ended just inches below the tops of her thighs. With a skirt like that, she would have been flashing her panties for sure, if that was, she’d been wearing panties. She wasn’t, of course. She was wearing a g-string a flimsy one at that. The g-string seemed aptly named since it was little more than a string whose purpose seemed to be less one of concealment and more one of seeing just how hot it could be as it flossed its way between her lips, and as if that weren’t enough, she replaced her shoes with a pair of six-inch heels that just seemed to make it inevitable that someone was going to see up under her skirt.
The effect was almost instantaneous as soon as Gabby stepped out of the restroom. Everyone seemed to look her way and that, Gabby thought, that was exactly what she wanted from them. She wanted people to notice her and they were definitely doing that.
The looks seemed to go all the way from disgust to lust. Most of the women and quite a few of the men were in the former category. She supposed she could understand that. After all, she must look like a total slut but that wasn’t what she was. It wasn’t her fault that she liked having people watch her. It wasn’t her fault that having people watch her turned her on as much as it did. And it most definitely wasn’t her fault that the only way she seemed to be able to make herself cum was if she had someone watching her. All of that was true, but that didn’t make her a slut.
But there were plenty of guys that were giving her plenty of attention. She’d see their heads turn to watch her as she passed and then she’d watch their girlfriends or wives do something to get their attention back. Usually, it was the girlfriends or wives that seemed to hate her the most.
What surprised her the most though was the number of women who were watching her pass.
It wasn’t like she was all that experienced with being with a woman. After all, she’d only been with Kelly and that was like heaven to her, and it wasn’t like she wanted to be with another woman. It was just that it made her hot to see these women watching her. It made her hot to think that she could make another woman think she was hot.
There were a bunch of guys following her but Gabby pretended not to notice. For the moment, at least, it was enough to know that she was the center of their attention.
Gabby stopped to look in one of the store windows and she knew the boys behind her had stopped too. She could see them out of the corner of her eye. There were four of them, hanging back just a little ways. She knew they were watching her and that made her so hot.
She turned and once more began walking down the mall, knowing all the time that her pursuers weren’t all that far behind her.
She loved being watched. It made her so wet.
Gabby stopped again and she leaned over a railing, looking into the lower levels of the mall and she knew what she was doing. The skirt which really hadn’t been long enough before was now hopelessly inappropriate. Gabby knew that the skirt which had only barely covered her ass was now leaving her bottom quite exposed and as much as her butt was on display, she knew her pussy was even more so. Gabby grinned to herself. Let’s see what my admirers do with this, she told herself.
“Well, I never.”
That wasn’t them. That was some lady walking by with her kid.
“Put some clothes on, honey.”
That wasn’t them either. That was some guy passing by.
Come on, Gabby thought. Can’t you guys see that I want it. What more do I have to do. Do I have to wear a sign that says fuck me, fuck me.
For just a moment, Gabby wondered why she was telling herself that. This wasn’t her, she tried to tell herself. She wasn’t like this. She wasn’t a slut.
But almost as quickly as those thoughts had asserted themselves, those thoughts had disappeared. No, she wasn’t a slut, but she had a body and she liked to show it off, and if people liked what they saw, and if one thing led to another, well that didn’t make her a slut, did it?
Of course, it didn’t.
Reluctantly, Gabby pulled herself back from the railing. She’d hoped at least one of her admirers might have come forward and introduced himself, but that didn’t seem likely.
She pulled her skirt down, or at least she pulled it down as far as it would go. One quick glance was enough to assure her that her admirers were still back there. It made her so wet to know that they were back there. She liked being watched.
The boys were still watching her. Really, that’s all they were. High school age, maybe, or maybe a little older, but really, they were just boys.
They were boys who were making her pussy wet and that was a problem. Her pussy was really, really wet.
Of course, they weren’t the only ones. There were still lots of people around and there were still others who were watching her and just seeing them watch her, that was just so fucking hot.
Once more, she stopped and once more she bent over as she looked down over a railing into the lower levels of the mall. Once more, she could feel her skirt riding up on her hips. Once more, she could feel herself exposing herself, and once more, she couldn’t help feeling how good it made her feel.
Oh geez, her pussy was wet. She was so fucking hot. Oh geez. Her pussy was so fucking wet.
The boys were approaching but other than giving her butt a little wiggle, she pretended not to notice. Now was not the time to scare them off.
The boys closed about half the distance between them and her but they stopped there and they talked amongst themselves and Gabby couldn’t help but moan to herself. Couldn’t these boys see how hot she was. Couldn’t they see how ready she was. What was it? Did they need an engraved invitation or something?
Once more, Gabby straightened up and once more, she saw the boys take notice of her and once more, she pretended not to notice as she pulled her skirt back into place. Something was going to have to be done about this, Gabby told herself. Something was just going to have to be done.
Her butt wiggled as she walked and the boys weren’t all that far behind. They were almost too close, Gabby thought. Almost too close for what she had in mind.
But almost too close wasn’t the same as too close. Gabby turned the corner and she knew the boys would follow and sure enough, there they were.
The boys were startled to find her there leaning against the wall just around the corner. They tried to step back but this was what Gabby had been waiting for. She launched herself off the wall and she grabbed the nearest boy.
“Hey,” the boy cried out even as his friends hovered just out of range of the woman with the short, little skirt.
Gabby wasn’t about to let go of the one she had. “Were you following me?” she demanded of the boy.
“N-n-no,” the boy stammered.
“No? It certainly looked like you were following me.”
The boy struggled a bit but it was clear the woman had a tight hold on him. “We weren’t following you,” the boy said glumly.
“What’s your name?” Gabby asked.
“Tom.”
“Well, Tom, I think you misunderstand me. I don’t have a problem with you following me.”
“You don’t?”
“How old are you, Tom?”
“Eighteen.”
“Why, Tom, that’s perfect.”
“It is?”
Gabby knew the others were watching from the perimeter but her attention was solely on Tom. “Why were you following me, Tom?”
The boy couldn’t help but stammer. “I ... well, you know ... I mean, we, you know.”
The others all took a step back as if the word ‘we’ might somehow incriminate them but Gabby paid them no attention. “You were following me,” she said again. “Why?”
Tom didn’t answer that.
“You wanted to see me, didn’t you?”
Again, the boy didn’t answer.
“You wanted to see my pussy, didn’t you?”
The boy looked panicky. He tried to look at his friends but they were no help.
“You wanted to see my pussy.”
The boy gulped and then he nodded.
“See. That wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”
The boy shook his head.
“Give me your hand.”
“Why?”
“Don’t argue with me,” Gabby said. “Just do it.”
Tom seemed to be considering if he really wanted to do it, but in the end, it seemed as if he saw nothing wrong with doing it.
Gabby stroked his hand. “So you wanted to see my pussy, did you?”
Again, the boy nodded.
“Then maybe you’d like to do this.”
“Hey,” the boy cried out but it was clear that Gabby wasn’t going to let go and it was clear where her hand was leading his.
Tom wasn’t the only one who was watching as Gabby pushed his hand down under her skirt and then she was pushing it between her legs. “You said you wanted to see my pussy,” she said, “but isn’t this better? Can you feel how wet I am?”
The boy seemed almost terrified. He had his hand under Gabby’s skirt but his fingers weren’t doing anything.
Gabby couldn’t believe it. Here she was in a crowded mall. Sure, she was off to the side in a little alcove so she wasn’t in the direct flow of traffic but still she had some guy’s hand between her legs and somehow, that just made it even better. The fact that someone could see what she was doing. She liked that. She liked it a lot.
“You haven’t answered my question,” Gabby said. “Can you feel how wet I am?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I can feel how wet you are.”
“Does it make your dick hard?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah what?”
“Yeah, it makes my dick hard.”
“Can I see it?”
“What?”
“Can I see it? Can I see your dick?”
“What? You mean here?”
Gabby smiled to herself. This was what it was like to turn the tables. These boys had thought they were stalking her. Now, it was her turn to be the hunter. “Of course, I mean here,” she said. With a nod at the boy’s friends, she said, “You’re not chicken, are you?”
It would have been so easy for Tom to call her bluff. All he had to do was ask his friends what they thought, but he didn’t want to appear scared.
“Go on,” Gabby said. “You know what to do. Take it out.”
No one said anything. Everyone was waiting to see what Tom was going to do.
“Go on,” Gabby said again.
The boy unzipped his pants and then he reached inside his jeans to take his cock out.
“You can do better than that,” Gabby said. “How about you take your pants down.”
“What?!”
“You heard me. Take your pants dowsn.”
“But someone will see.”
“You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, if you take your pants down, you’re going to get to do it. I promise you that, so take your pants down.”
The boy looked back at his friends but they were of no help. Slowly, he opened his belt and then he opened the button on the front of his jeans and then suddenly, he was pushing down both the jeans and the underwear.
Gabby wrapped a hand around the boy’s cock. “Oh yeah,” she purred. “That’s what I wanted to see.”
The boy and his friends all seemed to be holding their breaths.
“And I’ll bet I know what you wanted to see, too,” Gabby said and even as she said it, she turned herself around so that she was facing away from the boys and she bent herself over at the waist, and she could feel her skirt riding up her hips and as if that wasn’t enough, she pulled the skirt up even further.
“I know what you want,” Gabby said again even as her fingers pried her g-string to one side. “You want to stick your cock in here.”
Even Gabby was holding her breath. She wasn’t sure what the boy was going to do but whatever he did, it was just so fucking hot to be where she was and to be as exposed as she was.
And that’s when she felt it, the feel of the head of a cock as it worked its way between her legs and then the feel of that cock as it was shoved up inside her pussy and Gabby just couldn’t help herself. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
The boy wasn’t saying anything but then it wasn’t like Gabby really expected him to. She just kept her hands against the wall as she let the boy continue to use her pussy.
He was beginning to groan and he was fucking her harder. What did that mean, Gabby asked herself as that cock came even harder. No, it couldn’t, she told herself and yet she was sure it did. No, it couldn’t.
But as much as she tried to tell herself that it didn’t mean what she thought it did, there was no denying the fact that that cock was continuing to come at her even harder and there was no denying that the boy was beginning to groan.
No, she wanted to tell him. No, don’t do it, and yet even as she thought it, she heard the boy groan and in the next moment, she felt him swell inside her and she knew what was happening. She knew he was cumming inside her cunt.
No, she wanted to say. He couldn’t be doing it. It was too soon. It was too fucking soon.
She could already feel the boy pulling back. “No,” she whimpered. “No. Don’t go. I want more.”
But already the boy was pulling back and that’s when she felt him leave her pussy and Gabby whimpered in disgust. It just wasn’t fair.
But that’s when she felt it. For a moment, she thought it was Tom coming back for seconds but in the next moment, she knew it wasn’t him. There was something different about this touch. There was a hand stroking her ass and then a hand giving her a slap on her ass and instinctively, Gabby knew without even looking back that whoever this was, it wasn’t Tom.
Gabby knew that without even turning around. “Fuck me,” she moaned as she felt a new cock slide in between her legs. “Come on. Fuck me.”
Considering the fact that the fact that the boy already had his cock between her legs, that directive might have been the most unnecessary words ever said and yet for Gabby, she wanted to say them, and she wanted to feel the boy respond to her pleas.
This boy was different than his friend. His cock wasn’t as long as Tom but it was thicker and it filled her up so good and ... and Gabby moaned ... and oh geez, that was good.
And the boy wasn’t the only one having his way with her. Off to the side, there was another boy and she could feel him reaching down and she could feel him pulling up her top and working at her bra.
And that wasn’t all. With her breasts hanging free, the boy was right there with his hands, his hands playing with her tits, his hands teasing her nipples.
Whoever it was who was playing with her tits, he still had his jeans on. That meant it couldn’t be Tom but really, Gabby didn’t care who it was. All that mattered was that he was playing with her tits and she found herself hoping that someone would come by and see her like this, bent over with her hands up against the wall, with a cock in her pussy even as another guy played with her tits.
Gabby couldn’t help it. The excitement of all that was just too much. She felt her pussy clench and in the next moment, she was cumming and she was cumming hard.
For a few moments, Gabby seemed to lose her focus. All that mattered was her pussy. Even the cock in her pussy or the hands on her tits meant nothing at all. It was just her pussy.
And then she was back again and there was still that cock between her legs, and there were still those hands on her tits and she needed more. She looked at the boy with his hands on her tits. “Take your pants down,” she ordered.
This boy wasn’t as reluctant as Tom or maybe he’d just learned what was expected of him from watching his friend but whatever the reason, the boy didn’t hesitate. He took his pants down right then and there.
Gabby could hear the boy behind her groan but that wasn’t the thing that interested her most. It was the cock off to her side that had her attention.
“Come here,” she growled and when the boy didn’t seem to react fast enough, she grabbed him and she pulled him between her arms. “I said come here.”
The boy was pinned up against the wall, pinned between Gabby’s arms, with his cock hanging out there in front of him. Gabby looked up at him and grinned. “This is what I like,” she said and then without any further ado, she let her mouth slide down around the boy’s cock.
A cock in her mouth and one in her cunt, Gabby told herself. It didn’t get any better than this. Well maybe, she thought. Maybe if there was someone there to watch her. Maybe if there was someone there to see what a fucking slut she was.
Wait a minute? She wasn’t a slut, was she.
But geez, here she was with a cock in her cunt and one in her mouth and she wanted more. Wasn’t that the definition of a slut?
But she wasn’t a slut.
The boy behind her groaned and Gabby could feel his cock as it swelled inside her. Oh God, he was going to cum and she knew she wanted him to do it, but that didn’t make her a slut.
Oh fuck, she groaned as she felt it. Oh fuck, he was cumming inside her. Oh fuck, she didn’t care what she was just so long as he kept filling her up with his cum.
But suddenly it seemed, the boy was done and his cock was gone and Gabby couldn’t help but moan to herself. She still needed more.
And that was when the last of the boys stepped forward.
He was longer than the ones that had preceded him or maybe it was just that he seemed to take pleasure in just how far he could shove his cock between Gabby’s legs.
Too much, Gabby would have whimpered if it weren’t for the cock in her mouth. It was too much and yet even as she thought that, she could feel her pussy adjusting to the feel of that cock.
Well, maybe not quite adjusting to it. There was just too much of it and the boy had no compunction about giving her everything he had, but she was getting used to it.
Well, maybe not getting used to it. Not exactly that, but kind of getting used to it.
And then there was the cock in front of her. She still needed to suck that. She wanted to make that one cum.
She wondered if someone was watching her. She knew she couldn’t look so she didn’t know but she hoped someone was watching her because thinking of someone watching her just made her so hot and so wet.
The man in front of her was starting to groan and there was no doubt what that meant but Gabby had no choice but to continue doing what she was doing.
“Oh fuck,” the boy groaned. “Oh fuck.”
Here it comes, Gabby told herself. She wasn’t even sure how she knew what she knew. She just knew it. Here it comes.
“Oh fuck,” the boy groaned again and this time, there was no doubt about it. Gabby knew what she was getting because she could feel it between her lips.
“Oh fuck,” the boy groaned again.
Yeah, Gabby thought. Yeah, oh fuck, but that was old news. It was now what the last boy was doing between her legs that had all her attention.
She turned her head to look back at him. He was a tall boy. Kind of thin. His hair was mussed up but that wasn’t what had Gabby’s attention. It was what that cock was doing to her. It was that and ... and there was a crowd.
It wasn’t a big one but that wasn’t what mattered. What mattered was that there were people watching her get fucked and that was just such a fucking turn-on.
Just one look was all it took. The boy wasn’t going to last for long. Gabby could see that. He was going to cum inside her pussy and Gabby knew she wanted him to do it.
“Oh yeah,” the boy groaned. “Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh geez. Oh yeah. Here it comes. Oh geez. Here it comes.”
That was hardly a surprise to Gabby. After all, it was his cock between her legs. She probably knew even before he did.
“Oh fuck. Here it comes.”
Yeah, Gabby thought. Yeah. Here it comes.
Almost as one, it seemed, the boys seemed to realize just what it was that they’d done because almost at the same time, the four of them seemed to be stuffing their cocks back in their underwear and pulling up their jeans. She could have begged them not to go, Gabby knew, but the truth was she’d already gotten what she’d wanted to get and besides, as turned on as she was by an audience, when all was said and done, four cocks was enough ... for now.
The boys were already scurrying away and that left Gabby as the center of attention of the crowd that had formed. There were about ten of them in all.
Gabby straightened herself up, pulled her g-string into place and tugged her skirt down as far as it would go. There wasn’t much she could do about what she looked like now. After all, her hair was a mess and she just couldn’t help the fact that her pussy was oozing cum but she wasn’t going to apologize for what she’d done. She just put her head up and she walked past the crowd and she knew as she did that when push came to shove, she was probably going to do it again, because more than anything, Gabby knew she liked to be watched.