About 8 months ago, I remember reading in the city paper that our local ‘village’ grocery store possibly was closing. Now, the ‘village’ truly isn’t a village in this instance. It is a very quaint commercial area on a single street about 1 mile south of the downtown area of a much bigger city. Nonetheless, it has a real village feel to it. The shops generally are small and quaint; even the grocery store, though huge compared to everything else, is slightly small compared to the huge stores elsewhere in the city. The village also has virtually everything that most small town downtowns would have… besides the grocery store, there is a bank, a small library branch, lawyers offices, a pharmacy with doctor’s offices upstairs, a toy store, a few quaint gift shops, a coffee shop, a few small restaurants, a hair salon, a barber… and so on. There is a very pretty park. And rising above everything is a huge church steeple. And everything is especially friendly. Since the same people tend to shop in the village week after week, the shoppers, shopkeepers and store workers all seem to know each other. Everyone says ‘Hi!’ It’s very nice. And this certainly is true of the grocery store. Now, the people who live in this neighbourhood are very protective of the village, because it is so quaint and friendly, and because they know many, if not most of the people who work there; so, naturally, people were quite upset when they heard that the grocery store might close; as was I.
The same day I read the story in the newspaper, I stopped by the store to ask if the story was true, and was told that ‘yes’, the store might close.
“The store is losing about $1000 a day, apparently,” a middle-aged cashier explained to me.
“That’s just 5-10 carts of groceries,” I returned, trying to justify it staying.
“Yes,” she admitted. “But it’s also more than a third of a million dollars per year.
I asked if the owners were looking at any possible solutions, and the cashier said that they were looking at cutting about 6 shifts per day, something that no one was happy about. “That’s three people per shift.” And, though the store rarely was REALLY busy, it certainly was busy at times, and it was clear to her that cutting 3 people per shift would stress everybody, including shoppers. All I could say was that I hoped things worked out.
Again… that was eight months ago, and the store never did close. In fact, it has expanded; the owner’s remodelled it and bought new, computerized teller machines; and there’s at least one more girl working as a cashier at all times. One of them happens to be a very pretty dark-haired girl whose name-tag reads ‘Katelyn’; and I recently found out that she’s the major reason for the store’s revival.
First, Katelyn is in high-school and looks it. In fact, she has a very young face, to go with an amazing smile and big brown eyes. Her skin is somewhat pale, but her hair is dark brown (almost black), often pulled back in a ponytail. She is very nicely proportioned, at about 5 foot four and maybe 120 pounds. But perhaps what draws me most to Katelyn is her amazing little ass… soft and round and so enticing in the tight black pants she always wears as part of her uniform. I first met her one day when I stopped in to pick up a couple of things after work. I was drawn to her gorgeous little ass that first day, and couldn’t help but pause to glance back and look at it as I was pushing my basket of groceries away. I think she noticed, because she suddenly turned her head to glance back at her bum, wiped it with her left hand as if to brush off any lint that might be there, and then looked back at me and smiled.
‘Phew’ I thought to myself, as I left. She wasn’t upset to see me ogling her. In fact, the smile she gave me was surprisingly welcoming.
Over the next few months, I always tried to shop when she was there. Since she was in school during the day, her shifts usually didn’t start until 4:00 and she worked until closing at nine, Monday through Thursday. Then she worked ten hours on both Saturday and Sunday, from 11 a.m. until 9 p.m. I asked her how she managed doing this plus school, and she told me that school was pretty easy for her. “I can do all my homework in about an hour most nights.”
“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” I asked her.
“Hundreds,” she answered, laughing.
I never really figured out what that meant until later. But I guess I should have seen the signs that something was special about Katelyn from very early on. First of all, even though she was a new girl and possibly the youngest girl working at the store, she always wore a little red pager on her belt. Every so often when I was in her line (and I ALWAYS chose her line, even if it was longest), her pager would go off, and she’d make a quick call to someone (pushing just one number, so I knew it had to be an internal call). “I’ll be there in a couple of minutes,” she’d say into the phone. She’d then ask whoever was at the end of her line to put the little, plastic ‘Next Line Please’ sign down for her, she’d finish with whoever was in her line, and then she’d disappear to the back of the store.
Second, on a couple of occasions, some guy ahead of me asked Katelyn to “add 50 bucks for service” to his bill. She would do this, and again the ‘Next Line Please’ sign would go up.
Finally, about two months ago, my curiosity got the best of me. Katelyn was ringing up my groceries and her pager went off. As always, she picked up the phone and pushed her one number. But then she said: “Three guys?” her voice a little anxious.
She quickly glanced at me, realizing she’d spoken out a little more loudly than intended.
“I’ve got two customers to finish after this one. I’ll be there in a minute,” she continued into the phone sweetly.
“Three of your boyfriends?” I asked her, just kidding.
She just laughed nervously.
After she’d finished with me, I rushed outside to stuff my groceries into the trunk of my car, and then raced back inside to see if I could find out where Katelyn always disappeared to. I re-entered the store just in time to see her gorgeous little ass disappearing down one aisle. I walked very quickly, even though trying to be inconspicuous, to catch up. I still ended up half running down the aisle, not wanting Katelyn to disappear into the back without me knowing which door she entered. I got to the end of the aisle just in time to see her going through the swinging door into the storage area at the center of the back wall.
There was a little glass window in the door, so I went up to it to stare through; but I could see nothing but boxes and shelves. Crap! But then a brainstorm hit me! I could pretend I was looking for some boxes. Grocery stores always give boxes away to customers who ask for them. I slowly opened the sliding door and entered the huge, back store room. “Hello,” I called out, softly. I didn’t actually want anyone to answer me. I wanted to find Katelyn.
Luckily, no one was around, probably off somewhere in another part of the huge room or stocking shelves. But then I heard someone laughing off to the right. Slowly, I snuck over there. Again, if caught, I’d just say I was looking for a couple of boxes.
I rounded one ceiling high row of shelves, and then another. Nothing! But when I rounded the third row of shelves, I stopped. Three guys were standing there… big black dudes standing in a circle, laughing and chatting amongst each other. They still hadn’t seen me.
“Oooh, Baby. This feels nice!” one was saying. Where is Katelyn? I wondered. And then I looked down.
My jaw dropped.
Kneeling on a little red piece of carpet at the center of this circle of men was the pretty little cashier, her mouth wrapped around one huge cock as her head bobbed back and forth. She was angled somewhat away from me, so I could see her ass… and man! It looked even sweeter than usual with her on her knees leaning into this guy’s groin. And then her mouth popped off him and she latched onto the guy to his left, her head now pointed totally away from me, but still bobbing to and fro so that there was no question as to what she was doing. She was blowing all three of these men!
It was after a moment of watching her that I noticed a fourth man squatting down in the corner, and saw that he had a camera. He stood up and walked over to another spot and squatted down again, and I noticed Katelyn stop bobbing her head for a moment to pose for him, a big black cock still in her mouth. She then resumed her rhythmic head-bobbing activity. I watched in stunned silence as Katelyn’s mouth alternated between the three men and the cameraman moved about the room taking pictures of her. Completely lost was my ability to be concerned about being discovered… my eyes were riveted. When one guy grabbed the back of Katelyn’s head and started pumping his pelvis like crazy into her face, I started rubbing myself. ‘Oh shit!’ I whispered when he pulled Katelyn so hard onto him that her nose disappeared in belly flesh. This guy was at least eight inches in length and had to be several inches down the girl’s throat. She gagged and seemed to whimper a bit, but rested her hands submissively on his thighs and held still, not resisting at all as the cameraman moved in to take several close-ups. It seemed like a minute or two before he FINALLY let Katelyn come up for air. And then he did it all again. He did this to Katelyn… about a minute of pelvis-pumping throat fucking… 3 or four more times, each time seemingly going even deeper down her throat than before. Finally, he paused, his cock still in Katelyn’s throat. Her eyes looked up at his face with a kind of pleading quality; but her hands still rested quietly, now on her own thighs. Finally, the huge man did about 10-15 more rapid, hard pumps and suddenly started to grunt and spasm… and wheb I pulled back so that just his cock-head was inside Katelyn’s lips, I knew that he was emptying a huge load of semen and sperm into the girl’s mouth at last. After a few moments, the teen slowly pulled back, careful to keep her lips on the cock and her head tilted back a bit as she slid off, so that all the cum came with her. Finally, she opened her mouth and, even from where I was, I could see that her mouth had been royally slimed. She then closed her mouth and swallowed. And then she smiled and turned her head to her right to accept another cock in her mouth. As the first man stepped out of the circle, the other two moved closer together and Katelyn resumed work on them to bring them both to climax in her mouth too, her big brown eyes wondering from one face to the other, and then to wherever the camera was. She even occasionally glanced towards the far wall which where a huge mirror was hung, seeming to watch and admire herself for a minute. Meanwhile, back and forth her pretty mouth alternated between the two men. Eventually, each of these guys, in turn, grabbed the girl’s head and fucked her throat until they came, first the guy on Katelyn’s right, and then the guy on the left. I was still there to watch the young cashier happily going back to lick and suck the three cocks clean, one by one, before the three men tucked them away again.
I was so stunned watching all this, that I didn’t even notice the cameraman approaching me. But, suddenly, there he was in front of me.
“Are you here for Katelyn?” he asked.
“Uh…” my voice quivered, too stunned to think right. “I just came back to see if I could get a couple of boxes.”
“Here,” he said, walking me over to a stack of them nearby and telling me to take however many I wanted.
“Oh… and check out Katelyn’s website,” he said, as he handed me a little business card. And then he went back to where Katelyn was to take a last few pictures of her.
I glanced down at the card. It read www.KatelynsBackroomBlowjobs.com. It was then that I felt the wet warmth in my own underwear and realized that I must have cum too; so I left Katelyn to her fun and rushed home to change and check out this little cashier’s website.
My hand was shaking as I held the mouse, manoeuvring it across my mouse pad as I started up my computer. ‘Damn! Why do these things take so long?’ I thought to myself. But, soon enough, I was typing in… K-a-t-e-l-y-n-s-b-a-c-k-r-o-o-m-b-l-o-w-j-o-b-s-.-c-o-m, and waiting for the site to appear.
The opening picture was a pretty picture of Katelyn, standing behind a cashier counter at the grocery store, smiling at the camera, her body strategically angled to show off her cute little ass… she knew what assets she had, I smiled to myself. If it weren’t for the name of the site, in big letters at the top, this picture looked like it could have been the home page of a summer job program, the girl looked so innocent and sweet.
Do I want to enter the site? I was asked. ‘Yes’ I clicked. Most definitely!
Well… the home page picture of Katelyn was even prettier than the Enter page, but the ‘tone’ DEFINITELY was different. Instead of Katelyn standing behind her counter smiling out at the camera, she was in the back room, kneeling on her carpet, looking out at the camera. But this time she had a HUGE cock in her mouth. But she still was smiling, in her playful big brown eyes and in the way she pursed her lips around the cock. Yes… she was very proud of herself in that picture… that much was obvious.
I then started to flip through the site, which had both a free picture page, with over 100 free pictures of the girl, in each one appearing to be blowing a different cock; and promising access to over 300,000 pictures of Katelyn for a monthly fee of $9.95, or an annual fee of $69.95. Best of all, though, was the ‘Meet Katelyn’ page, where instructions were given as to how to arrange a blowjob from her, for just $50. The instructions gave directions to the grocery store, as well as a number to call to schedule a meeting. I couldn’t help myself… I made the call.
The voice that answered was a man’s voice. He sounded like he was in his late twenties or thirties. He told me just to head on down to the store and ask for ‘Ben’ in the back storage room. He’d then call Katelyn and have her come back. “Or if Katelyn’s at the check-out, just buy something from her and have her add $50 to your bill.”
Ahhhh! I thought to myself, suddenly almost everything becoming clear.
“But why does the store let Katelyn do this here?” I couldn’t help but ask when I found Ben, the cameraman I’d met earlier, in the storage room about 15 minutes later and while waiting for Katelyn to finish ringing up two last customers.
The guy seemed reluctant to answer; but finally he did.
“You remember how they were talking about closing the store several months back,” he started.
“Yes,” I nodded.
“They were losing more than $1000 dollars a day and either had to close or get rid of people.”
I nodded.
“Well, Katelyn is the daughter of one of the other cashiers, and she was working as a street hooker to buy herself a little car. When she found out about all this trouble at her Mom’s store, she offered to help.”
“Help?” I asked, not yet entirely clear.
“Katelyn’s so cute she already had regular customers on the street, who she directed here. That, plus an internet blitz, plus word of mouth (no pun intended), made her get busy almost right away; and she’s so cute and young-looking she has most men shooting their loads in 5 minutes or less. So she now averages about 2-3 blowjobs an hour when she works here – you just watch her some day; she’s always getting called to the back. Anyway, this all works out to about $10,000 a week, which more than makes up the $1000 per day the store was losing. Katelyn gets to keep all her tips, in addition to her regular cashier’s salary; I keep $500 each week for pimping her and taking pictures; and the guy I send my pictures to gets $500 a week to continuously enter them onto her website.”
“So she more than makes up the difference,” I noted.
“Not only that,” he continued. “The extra $2000 or so she makes each week (which amounts to over $100,000 a year, if you add it up), plus the more than 20,000 members she now has for her website, paid for all the renovations and pays for her website to just keep growing and growing.”
“Does she keep any of that?” I asked.
“Not really. She pledged all of it to the store when they agreed to let her use the back room like this. Mom did manage to have the store owners agree to buy Katelyn that cute little car she wanted, and to give me and Mom herself a bit of a raise, and to really upgrade the website… it’s really state-of-the-art, you know.”
“Wow!” I said, just as Katelyn showed up. “You’ve been busy,” I told her.
“Hi,” she said to me, immediately recognizing me. “This is the guy who loves my ass,” she told Ben.
Turning a bit red, I nodded.
“Everyone loves your ass,” Ben corrected her. And she laughed.
“Would you like to touch it?” she asked me.
“Can I?” I asked, longingly.
“Uh huh,” she nodded, turning slightly to reveal her bum to me.
Man! It felt soft and nice. Even though the material of her pants, I could tell she was wearing bikini panties.
“What kind of panties?” I asked her, as she brought her face inches from mine.
“Nylon and pink,” she answered, cutely. “Sometime later, maybe I’ll let you fuck my ass and then put your big brown cock into my mouth for me to taste and suck.”
I couldn’t believe that this sweet-faced girl was offering this, but I nodded gratefully.
“Not today… but soon,” she said. And that’s when I felt her hands on my zipper, and knew that she was prepping me.
Something I hadn’t noticed when I had watched Katelyn servicing the three black guys was that not just one, but three of the walls had huge mirrors on them, so Katelyn was almost completely surrounded by mirrors. I started watching myself fondling her ass in one of them. And then I watched as Katelyn sank down to her knees at my feet.
“Will these pictures end up on the website?” I asked the cameraman.
“You bet. But we’ll blur your face if you want,” he assured me.
“Sure,” I said. “But not Katelyn’s.”
“No way!” he assured me. “EVERYONE will know that it is Katelyn who’s mouth you’re porkin’.”
“Hmm hmmmmm!” Katelyn scolded him, playfully, my cock already deep in her mouth. And then she looked up at my face, and gave me a pixie look I will never, ever forget; her eyes were so big and beautiful, looking right up into mine, as if to say – “How do I look?” – and even though her mouth was wrapped around my cock, it was as if she was almost laughing, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly in a smile. She was SO DAMN CUTE! And I told her so.
“Hmm hmmmmmmm!” she answered, sweetly thanking me.
Over the next five minutes, Katelyn’s talented mouth brought me to the very edge of climax several times, until finally I emptied the hugest load of cum ever into her mouth. But let me tell you exactly what she did.
First, she smiled up at me, with that amazingly sweet young face of hers and her huge brown eyes, all the while holding my rapidly hardening cock in her hand, just inches from her face. (To be honest, I almost shot my load right there, realizing that this sweet, young face would soon be sucking my prick.) Then she kissed the tip, and slowly took it into her mouth, all the while continuing to look up at me with a playful twinkle in her eye. Immediately, it was clear that she was having fun, and that she knew EXACTLY what she was doing. Then she mischievously looked right into the camera while Ben took several pictures, and then into the closest mirror, so she could take pride in how she looked. And then she looked back up at me and slowly leaned forward until at least five of my inches were in her mouth and I could feel the tip of my cock right at her tonsils.
“Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!” she hummed.
“Oh fuuuuck!” I sighed. And then I grunted loud as I felt my cockhead pop past her tonsils into her throat. As if that was her cue, she then kneeled upright and started to slowly and rhythmically slide her mouth back and forth along my shaft, every time leaning forward until my cock tip hit the back of her throat. She gagged a few times, but changed nothing. Meanwhile, I was getting harder and harder and thicker and thicker and longer and longer.
It came as a huge surprise to me when she then suddenly thrust forward hard until her nose was in my belly and I knew that I too was several inches down her throat.
“Hggggggggghhhhhhh,” she gagged. But she did NOT pull back. Instead, I felt her hands on my ass, pulling me even harder onto her face, and saw her eyes wondering from my face, to the camera, and to the mirror. And since her hands were on my ass, I suddenly felt like I should put mine on hers; so I reached down to fondle her sweet bum as she continued to wedge my cock further and further down her throat. She wiggled her bum sensuously under my hand as she continued to force my cock further and further down her throat.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I kept repeating, in ecstasy.
After about a minute, I stood up straight again, only because my back was starting to get tired, and she resumed sliding back and forth; but now, my cock never left her throat. She literally was using her throat to rub me to climax.
“Hgggghhh, hgggghhh, hggghhhh, hggghhhh” she said, with each forward thrust.
Finally, it was too much. As my whole body jerked for the first time, Katelyn pulled back to make sure I emptied my load in her mouth where she could taste it. And, as I said, it certainly was the biggest load I’d shot off in a long time.
I had just finished spewing out my gallon of splooge, but still had my slowly shrinking cock inside her mouth, when one of the middle-aged women cashiers walked in on us. My first impulse was to pull back, but Katelyn had noticed her first and had her hands on my ass again to hold me there. The woman just smiled at me and Katelyn, and then whispered something to Ben. Then she pulled out her own camera out of her purse, and took a few pictures of Katelyn while the girl posed again (my cock again in Katelyn’s throat). Finally, the woman put her camera away, and left.
“What was that all about?” I asked Ben after Katelyn had swallowed my load and as she was licking me clean.
“Just Katelyn’s Mom telling me she has another ‘customer’ for Kate,” Ben answered calmly.
“She always takes a few pictures,” Katelyn added from her knees “to show her church women’s group.”
“Just a proud Momma!” Ben commented.
“Hmm hmmm,” Katelyn agreed, my cock back in her mouth for a minute as she gave me a saliva wash.
I was just helping Katelyn stand up when Katelyn’s Mom returned with a considerably older man, probably in his seventies, whom she introduced to Ben. Then she waved at Katelyn and left again.
“How do I pay?” I asked Katelyn.
“Just pay Ben $50,” she answered.
“Can I give you a tip?” I asked.
“Just a dollar or two,” Ben called out. “So she doesn’t get rich and cut out on us.”
Katelyn laughed. “A dollar or two would be great,” she said, sweetly.
I gave her $2 and she thanked me with a kiss on the cheek: “That was fun!” she said, sounding very sincere.
As I was leaving, I turned to see Katelyn sinking to her knees again and laughing up at the old man who was about to be blown. I stood there watching her a bit longer, as she unzipped him, all the while laughing as he told her jokes.
Then, once his dick was out of his pants, she kneeled upright and took him into her mouth while Ben squatted down with his camera again. And again I marvelled at her youthful, happy face and her unbelievably cute ass. Already having subscribed to Katelyn’s website and just having started to look through her 300,000 or so already uploaded pictures, I knew that there were many, many pictures, and even several hours of video coverage of that sweet face and ass for me to enjoy at home, but I couldn’t help but savour watching her performing LIVE. Finally, I took one long, last look at the real Katelyn in action, and turned to return home. Katelyn’s Mom was at one of the counters and waved to me pleasantly.
“Come again!” she called out.
‘Oh yeah’, I thought to myself.
The next morning, after a quick shower and getting dressed, I quickly logged onto Katelyn’s site just to see… Yup! The pictures of her with the three black guys already were up – 171 of them, in fact; as well as about 50 of her with me, and several of her blowing the other 22 guys she serviced that day… a total of over 1400 new pictures in just one day... now I could see how she had over 300,000 in 8 months. How did that one guy enter them all, I wondered? Later that day, at the checkout counter, Katelyn herself explained to me that all the website guy had to do was upload whole files, rather than individual pictures, so that he didn’t have to wait around the whole time.
“I see,” I said. “So… could you please add $50 to my bill?”
Katelyn laughed. “Of course!”
And then I looked up and saw Katelyn’s mother looking over at me from the far till and smiling. I decided to go over and chat with her for a minute while waiting for Katelyn to finish with the next couple of customers. Katelyn’s Mom was thrilled to see me. “Are you back for Katie?” she asked excitedly as she rang in the groceries of the one customer in line before me. That customer, an older woman, glanced my way and, seeing that I was middle-aged and balding, and apparently knowing that Alice’s daughter was named Katelyn, wrinkled her brow a bit. Evidently, she wasn’t in the ‘know’ yet. I just smiled at her, but then my eyes wondered over to Katelyn, whose back was to me as she worked, two tills down. Again, I marvelled at her sweet, round little ass in her black pants, and promised myself that, one day, I really would fuck her little poop chute for awhile before entering her mouth. I was so lost in lust that I hardly noticed the first customer in line move on. But when I did, I saw that Alice was admiring Katelyn too.
Since there was no one behind me, and Katelyn still had one more customer to ring in, Mom and I chatted for a moment. And then I glanced over and saw, on the wall to Alice’s right, not far from a door that apparently was to the store manager’s office, a picture of Katelyn. I sauntered over to look at it. It was a lovely, 8 by 11 framed picture of Katelyn’s face, smiling into the camera. And underneath the picture was a brass plate that read ‘Employee of the Month’.
“She’s the employee of the month every month now,” Alice said proudly.
