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 What She's Really Like By s19000 Chapter 3

   (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 Ð 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.