Bored One Saturday Afternoon - Part 3

….. Continued from Part 2

As Jessica started to move away from the railing, Francine whispered to me, “I think that she just had an orgasm. While she was talking to me, her breathing got heavy, and then she gave a short grunt.”

I stared at her incredulously as she continued, “I don’t believe it. I think that she had an orgasm in front of all those men.”

Francine and I made our way up the stairs, carefully walking where people wouldn’t be able to see up our skirts. When we caught up to Jessica about twenty feet from the top of the stairs, Francine put her arm around her shoulders.

“Jesus,” Jessica said, “what a turn-on. I got so excited by what I was doing, what they were seeing, and you describing things to me that I came. I had a goddamn orgasm on the landing in front of all those people. I could feel a tingling sensation while I was standing there. As I swayed, my lips rubbed my clit until I came. It wasn’t an earth-shattering one, thank God, but it sure was nice … nice, but really weird when I realized where I was.”

Francine and I looked at each other, wondering what we had created.

We made our way to the food court to sit and relax a bit.

After a few minutes, Jessica said, “I think that I’m done for a while. Do you girls want to have another go?”

Francine replied, “I wouldn’t mind another one. I’d love to make myself come in front of a crowd. I could probably do the phone bit like you did, but I don’t think that I can use the same staircase. Any ideas?”

“Well, if you want to try and make yourself cum, you’ll have to be standing in order to get the stimulating motion. Where else in the mall can that scenario be played out?”

“I know," said Jessica after a couple of minutes.

“Isn’t there a raised section in Books ‘n Grooves? If I remember correctly, that section overlooks a bunch of reading chairs. If you stood at the railing, I think that you could accomplish the same thing I just did.”

“You’re right,” I said.

We made our way down the second floor of the mall to Books ‘n Grooves. As we entered the store, I checked the reading area and was disappointed that there was only one middle-aged woman in it.

“Damn it,” Francine whispered. “There’s no one in the reading area.”

“Let’s browse for a while,” I replied. “Maybe you’ll get lucky.”

We browsed through the books and music.

After about twenty minutes, Jessica poked both Francine and me and indicated that we should look at the reading section.

A group of three men and a woman had settled into the area, and the other woman had left.

The three men were facing the upper section while the woman had her back to it.

While it wasn’t a massive audience, beggars couldn’t be choosers.

Francine whispered that she was ready.

She asked Jessica to wait until she was leaning against the railing before she called. As she made my way up the stairs to the upper section, two more men came into the section with magazines.

As Jessica had done, she leaned against the railing with her back to the group below.

Unlike her, though she kept her feet about a foot apart and raised herself on her toes before leaning against the railing.

Just after she had positioned herself, the phone rang with her popcorn ringtone. She’d turned it up to maximum volume, so it certainly got everyone’s attention.

She let it ring for an extended period before she, in a slightly loud voice, answered it with, “Hey girl! Hi! How’s it going?”

I heard Jessica telling her that the five men had noticed her standing there with her butt hanging out. But, while a good portion of her ass cheeks were visible, there wasn’t enough to see anything.

Francine turned so that she was in profile with the audience and leaned her elbow on the railing. Only one of the men, the one on the far left, benefited from this move, as he could see up both her skirt and blouse.

I heard him exclaim softly, “Jesus Christ. She’s naked under that skirt and blouse.”

Jessica related this to Francine but also told her that only one man could see anything. A few moments later, she stood up and turned around to have her back to the audience again. This time though she backed into the glass railing while raised on her toes and with her butt sticking out slightly. When she lowered herself and straightened up, she ended up showing as much as Jessica had. Jessica complemented her on the move and said, “More than half your butt is showing, and you managed to spread your butt cheeks.”

While she was in this position, everyone, including the woman, was staring at Francine.

The woman was joking with the men that she’d never be caught in a position like that.

When they asked her if she shaved like Francine did, she replied, “That’s for me to know and you to find out. And you will never know.”

As Jessica had earlier, Francine began to sway from side to side as she pretended to talk on the phone.

Her side-to-side motion must have had a slight up-and-down component to it because her skirt, unlike Jessica’s skirt, kept rising until it rested on top of her ass cheeks.

After about two or three minutes, during which the audience stared intently at her bare ass and exposed pussy, another middle-aged woman entered the area. Noticing everyone looking up, she did too.

After being shocked by what she saw, she yelled, “Cover yourself, girl! You’re exposed!”

Simultaneously, I heard Jessica say, “That bitch has seen you and is upset. Get out of there. Jane and I’ll run interference if you need any.”

After a panicked look down at her audience, Francine pulled away from the railing and made her way to the staircase near the front entrance of the store. She walked briskly down the stairs, out the front of the store, and down the mall.

A few moments later, Jessica and I caught up to her.

With a glance over my shoulder, I said, “I think that we’re clear. When that bitch yelled, one of the employees rushed over to her and said, “What’s wrong?” She looked at him and said, “There’s a woman up there exposing herself to us.”

By the time they both looked up, you’d already left. Not seeing you there, he said, “Where? Where is she?”

She looked all around before turning to the men sitting at one of the tables and asking them, “Did you see her up there?”

One of them replied, “Yeah. There was a woman up there leaning against the railing. Her skirt had risen, so her ass was uncovered. I don’t think that she was flashing us. I think that she didn’t even know that it had happened.”

She replied excitedly, “But she was swaying from side to side, and I could see she didn’t have any panties on.”

The employee looked at her and then the men and then back up before he said, “I’m sorry, ma’am, there’s no one there now. Thank you for letting us know. I’ll keep my eyes open to make sure nothing like that happens again. My apologies for the experience,” before he walked away. Jessica and I left after that.”

“Thanks, girls,” she replied.

“You were right, Jessica. You can bring yourself off. It was coitus interruptus for me though. I was just about to come when she yelled. I’m so strung out I need a couple of minutes to calm down.”

We sat down on a bench, but Francine was just too wired to sit still. After a minute or so of constant fidgeting, she said, “I’ll be right back. I’ve got to get this over with. I’m so wound up I’m going to explode.”

She came back about five minutes later and said, “That’s better. That bitch really spoiled a good thing.”

“All this talk,” I said with a shy grin, “has really got me excited too. I bet you I could cum in under a minute.”

“Why don’t you?” Jessica said with a smile.

Seeing my puzzled look, she continued, “Why don’t you play with yourself in front of someone? Francine and I have both cum in public. It’s a neat feeling, uh, weird but neat.”

“Where,” I said apprehensively. “I can’t just do it here on the bench. Security would see me, and we’d get tossed out of here or in jail.”

“That’s true,” she replied.

As we sat there quietly, Francine said, “What about in the food court? You remember that woman earlier. She controlled the situation really well. The first time I saw her expose herself, she did it under the table.”

“That might work. Let’s go check it out. If I can set it up properly, I’ll give it a try.”

When we arrived at the food court, we walked by to see what possibilities presented themselves. I looked at Francine and Jessica and said, “It must be meant to be. Did you see those two men sitting next to the wall with the table just in front of them empty? Can you girls get me a ginger ale while I sit down and get set up?”

I quickly went in and sat in the chair opposite the two men.

In preparation for what I wanted to do, I purposely slouched a bit and pulled my chair in as tightly as I could to the small table.

A few minutes later, Jessica and Francine arrived with our drinks.

As we talked and sipped, I slowly used my right hand to ease the hem of my dress up.

I softly said to Jessica, “Drop something on the floor and see how much of me is showing.”

When she came back up, she gave me a big smile as she said, “Your pussy lips are fully visible.”

I glanced across at the two men and saw that they hadn’t noticed me. I said, “Good. Tell me a joke so I can laugh. Let’s see if that’ll get them to look up.”

Jessica, after a few seconds of exasperated thinking, told me a knock-knock joke. While it wasn’t all that funny, I laughed loudly and said, “That’s a good one. Are you sure Jenny did that?”

As I glanced at the men, I saw that the one on the left had looked up. As he began to look back at his companion, I saw him do a double-take as he saw my exposed pussy. He caught his friend’s eye and got him to look as well.

I sat there for a few minutes, getting up my courage for the next step. I softly said to the two girls, “Okay, here goes.”

As I sipped my drink from my left hand, I slowly moved my right hand on top of my thigh and began to lightly caress it with my fingertips. As I continued to chat and sip, I let my hand drift further and further onto my inner thigh.

As it moved in, I spread my legs to give it access. All the while my hand was moving, I was caressing my thigh with my thumb and index finger.

I glanced briefly at the two men and saw that they were totally engrossed in staring at my crotch.

After a moment of this, I looked at Francine and said, “Foreplay is over. Let’s see if I’m as wet as I feel I am.”

I started to move my hand up my thigh until my thumb brushed my pubic hair.

As it touched my swollen vaginal lips, I felt a mild jolt of electricity shoot through me and gave an involuntary, barely audible gasp. I moved my hand up slightly until it was positioned above my slit and, slowly curling and extending it, moved my finger up and down my slit.

I was soaking wet, and by the third caress, my finger was slipping easily between my moist, distended lips.

I repositioned my hand slightly so, while my finger slipped in and out of my vagina, it could caress my engorged clit.

Within moments I felt the familiar tingling sensation of a building orgasm.

I closed my eyes as I kept caressing until, as my orgasm washed over me, my legs clamped together, trapping my hand.

After several seconds, during which my stomach and leg muscles trembled, I opened my legs and pulled my hand away.

As I sat there breathing heavily and recovering, I glanced at the two men through partially closed eyes.

Their faces were frozen, with their mouths open, in shocked disbelief, staring at my crotch.

“You had an orgasm, didn’t you?” I heard Jessica say.

“Yup,” I said dreamily. “I sure did.”

I sat back in the chair and, after finishing my drink, stood up and said, in a voice loud enough for the men to hear, “That was refreshing. Ready to go girls.”

We stood up and walked out of the area past the men who were still staring at me.

We got past the wall at the end of the area and stopped to see if we could eavesdrop on what they were saying.

“Do you believe that?” I heard one of them say.

“She just diddled herself in front of us. Do you think that her friends knew what she was doing?” said the other man.

“I’m not sure,” the first one replied.

“It depends if they saw her close her eyes or not. They might not have known she was doing it until they saw her climax,” the second one said with a knowing voice.

“Wow!” said the first man. “I don’t believe what we just saw. That was amazing.”

As we walked away, Jessica said, “They sure sounded like they enjoyed your show. Did you enjoy it too?”

“I sure did,” I replied dreamily. “What an experience! It wasn’t the best orgasm I’ve ever had because it came on so quickly, but it will sure rank up there as one of the most memorable.”

Francine then asked, “Does anyone want to put on another show?”

I replied, “Not right at the moment. I’m still recovering from my last one. What about you two?”

Francine said, “I think that I’m done. If the right opportunity presented itself, I could probably be talked into it, but right now I think that I’m through for the day.”

“Oh,” said Jessica with a sad look on her face. “I guess I’m done too.”

Francine, putting her arm around Jessica, said, “If you want to put on another show, we’ll stick around and support you.”

“Yeah,” I agreed. “What do you have in mind?”

“That’s the difficult part,” she said with a smile. “I’ve done the water fountain, the raised platform, and the food court. What other scenarios are possible?”

“Well, you could do the crawling on the floor or the food court ones that Jane and I have done,” said Francine.

“The only other one I’ve done is the change room flash. In it, you try clothes on after accidentally leaving the curtain or door open. It’s usually a beginner flash because you don’t normally fully strip.”

“I don’t know what to do,” she said gloomily. “Maybe we should just go home. It’s almost 3:00.”

We took the escalator down to the first floor and started quietly walking down the mall toward the exit that was closest to my car. Approaching the doors, Jessica exclaimed, “Damn. It’s teeming rain outside. I don’t want to walk in the rain, uh, especially dressed as I am.”

“You're right,” I said. “If we go out in that dressed like this, our clothes will become transparent.”

All the benches around the entrance were taken, so we couldn’t sit and wait for the rain to stop.

“After a moment, Francine said, “Oh shit. This is lucky. My mom told me I could get her a new frypan for her birthday. It’s next weekend, and I’m busy all week. Would you girls mind if I got it now?”

“No problem,” said Jessica as I nodded in agreement. “It’ll give us something to do. Where did you want to get it?

Continued in Part 4.....