Katelyn’s Back Room Blowjobs – Part I

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.