Yes

John felt his heart pounding in nervous terror as he walked towards the mall entrance with Lizzie.

"It's okay" She said taking his hand.

They entered through the doors and walked down the main hallways slowly. Lizzie set the pace and made sure to walk right in the middle for all to see. John could feel his skin flush as he noticed a few heads turning to verify if they actually saw what they thought they did. John was amazed to find that they didn't turn away in disgust. The women (and one or two obviously gay men) all did their best to stare at his impressive package without being caught. It gave John a sense of power he never felt before.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Lizzie asked.
"What?"
"The stares."
"Yeah." John said surprised. "You know I thought they would be disgusted, or avoid looking but it's like"
"Like they can't help themselves" Lizzie finished the thought.
"Yea"
"This is what it's like being a girl. You walk into a room and every head turns. And everyone's just gawking and imagining themselves fucking you. Those preachy feminist girls like to call it 'eye ****' and claim it's some oppressive thing, but deep down even they know there's no better feeling in the world than to be wanted by lots of people."
"This is what it feels like to be a girl? You feel this way a lot?" John asked amazed.
"Everyday." Lizzie smiled.

John felt himself getting a bit envious.

"Hey!" Lizzie snapped him out of it. "I used to go to that shop all the time. C'mon let's check it out."
They walked into the clothing store and Lizzie led him to the women's section.

"You know I used to steal things from here all the time."
"Really?" John was surprised.
"Nothing big, just make up and underwear and stuff like that. But I did it a lot. This was the best store for it because it took security so long to get here so I could usually run away in time. They actually banned me for life the last time they caught me." She laughed.
"Well maybe we should go then," John looked around nervously.
"Relax, it was years ago, they won't recognize me."
"But what if they do?"
"They won't. Trust me, no one could recognize me based on how I looked back then."
"What do you mean?"
"Well let's just say I really blossomed into womanhood." She cupped and squeezed her breasts.

John followed her around the crowded store and she looked at all the clothing racks.

"Don't be obvious, but check out the blonde to our left." Lizzie whispered.
"What about her." John asked after a quick scan of the room.
"Pretty isn't she?"
"umm I guess she's kind of pretty." John felt like it was a trap.
"Kind of? Please she's hot as shit. And she's only pretending to text on that phone of hers"
"What do you mean?"
"She's taking pictures of your package." Lizzie said with some pride. "She doesn't know the flash is on."
John walked forward a bit and sure enough the phone turned in the blonde's hand to follow him. After the flash went off John laughed and smiled to himself. John gasped as he felt Lizzie's hand grab his crotch.

"Want a close up?" Lizzie teased the blonde.
"Oh! I- It's not- I wasn't" The blonde blushed.
"What's that dear?" The old woman beside her turned around from the rack. "Oh my goodness!" She gasped as she saw what her granddaughter was looking at.

"Like what you see granny?" Lizzie taunted as she stroked John's cock through his pants.
"How dare you! This is a family establishment, and you two are walking around acting like a couple of sex pests! You should be ashamed of yourselves!" She took her granddaughter's hand and stormed off.

"I can't believe you did that!" John said as she let go.
"Well then you're sure as hell not going to believe what comes next!" She whispered in his ear.
"Oh no" John worried.
"Oh yes!" She nibbled his ear. "Ask me. Ask me what comes next."
"What comes next?" John gulped.
"You. You cum next. Right here."
"What?! No!" John objected.
"I'm going to suck you off in front of everyone!" She led John towards the check out counter.
"What?! No! We'll get caught!"
"You'll be done long before security gets here. Trust me."

Lizzie led John in between the two lines for the registers before smugly smiling at the Grandmother and young blonde as they waited in line. Lizzie loudly cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. Once everyone in both lines either side of them looked, she turned to face John, sank to her knees, and unzipped his pants.

Everyone in the crowd gasped in unison as she fished out his hard cock and sunk herself onto it until his balls squished against her chin. She held her head there for a second as she waited for John to start fucking her face. John was too terrified to move, so Lizzie started bobbing her head up and down.

"Stop that this instant!" The old woman cried.
"Oh my god!" Another lady screamed.
"Call security!"
"I'm calling right now!" One of the cashiers assured.
"Sir! Ma'am! You need to leave! NOW!" The other cashier said.

Lizzie reveled in their disgust as she increased her pace. Bobbing up and down, making the loudest, wettest gagging sounds she could muster.

"*GACK GACK GACK GACK*"
"Yes! We need them right away!" The cashier on the phone said.
"*GACK GACK GACK GACK*"
"They're STILL here! They're doing it right now!"
"*GACK GACK GACK GACK GACK*"
"I mean I'm looking right at them! They just don't care! They're STILL doing it!"
"*GACK GACK GACK GACK*"
"WELL TELL THEM TO HURRY!"

This was the most surreal moment of John's life. It felt amazing, but all the fear and nerves kept John from reaching orgasm. John grew concerned that for the first time in his life he might not cum soon enough. The harder he tried the further he got from firing off into Lizzie's hot, warm, wet mouth.