Kaitlin Gags Over Christmas - Part 1: Group Sex Stories @ Sex Stories.mobi
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Television reporters especially have a reputation for butting their nose too deep into other people’s private business. This is a happy Christmas story of how a pretty rookie TV reporter named Kaitlin gets to bump her nose, again and again and again, deep into the hairy bellies of hundreds of horny men.
It all happened on a Saturday morning, thirteen days before Christmas, at a robbery. It was not quite 9 a.m., just before opening at a big local toy store, where they had been having a big fund drive to raise money to buy toys for underprivileged children in the area. The store had promised to donate free toys as well, but the big red cauldron set to the side of Santa’s chair in fact was full of money, donated by parents who had brought their children in to see Santa. On this morning, that pot contained more than $10,000. At closing on this same day, the contents of that pot and an equivalent value of toys from the store were to be donated to a local children’s agency.
Just prior to opening the doors, everyone was in position. Santa was in his chair with a pretty 18-year old elf named Julie in her green elf costume. The owner and manager of the store and several other employees were in place. Even the local TV station had sent a film crew over, two cameramen, a soundman/producer, and a pretty rookie reporter named Kaitlin Smith. Kaitlin was dressed for the occasion, in a pretty, tight red sweater, black formal, front-pleated dress pants, and black heels… her long blonde hair had been tied back with a red ribbon, tied into a bow to make her look like a Christmas gift. She had earrings that looked like little red Christmas packages. She was all ready to go on the air, live, to report on the big event… her station having promised repeat live coverage throughout the day, cutting there at every commercial break, in addition to an hour of coverage to start and end the day, and at noon.
There was excitement in the air, so no one noticed the four men wearing balaclavas who had snuck in via the back entrance.
“Nobody move!” their leader suddenly stepped forward, brandishing a gun.
Suddenly, fifteen or so helpless victims were surrounded by four men with guns.
Initial panic was quelled by a single gunshot (a critical event that Kaitlin later would laugh about. Why? Because without it, the robbers might have gotten away, and she never would have become ‘the girl who saved the day’.)
“Everybody… down on your knees!” the bandit leader cried.
Dutifully, everyone complied, even Santa.
“Gimme that sack, Santa!” one of the men said, going over to the cauldron of money.
“But this money is for toys for children!” the owner of the store pleaded.
Another gunshot went off.
“Everyone just be quiet!”
Now, Kaitlin was feeling pretty calm, given the circumstances, because she was more focussed on what an opportunity this was for her career, what with the cameras already being on and pointed in her direction, rather than any danger she might be in. She quietly put her microphone to her lips.
“This is Kaitlin Smith here at the Elm Street Toy Emporium, where there appears to be a robbery in progress,” she said quietly, but calmly, still on her knees.
“Shut up!” she was told.
She lowered the microphone down to her lap. But then, after a moment when the bandit who had spoken had turned his attention elsewhere, she raised it up again, quietly.
“The robbers appear to be here to steal the more than $10,000 that have been donated to the toy drive,” she continued, almost whispering.
“Shut up!” she was told again by the leader, who glared back at her.
Again, she lowered her microphone. But then, after a moment, a third time she raised it.
“There are four masked men…”
“You!” he pointed at one of the other robbers. “Shut her up!”
Kaitlin lowered her microphone quickly, but it was too late. Now, suddenly, she was afraid. Maybe she had gone too far. She was shaking when this big burly man in a black balaclava stepped up to her with his gun. Everyone else watched nervously. One of the cameramen still held his camera on her. Maybe that would prevent anything terrible happening. All being on their knees, there was no way anyone could get to her or the man hovering over her in time to stop what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, outside a huge anxious crowd had gathered, all waiting for the doors to open for the big sale, and to see Santa. And two police cars had shown up because someone had reported what sounded like shots.
“Please don’t shoot her!” Santa pleaded earnestly. “It’s Christmas.”
Even through the balaclava, Kaitlin could see the man before her smile.
“He told me to shut her up, not kill her,” he said. “And I know just the thing for a pretty girl like you.”
Kaitlin then watched in horror as the big man started to undo his zipper. Soon, a big, thick, black cock was jutting out of his pants. “You know what to do,” he told her.
What could Kaitlin do? She looked at the cameraman whose camera still pointed her way. He slowly nodded to her. ‘Just go along with him and you’ll be alright’ was the message the nod sent.
Kaitlin gulped and looked again at the thick, dark dick before her. And then she kneeled upright, lifting her bum off her shoes, closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide to take him inside. Outside, those in line watched in amazement what was being broadcast live on two large flat-screen TVs that had been set up to each side of the line. The policemen now knew something definitely was up. Kaitlin Smith wouldn’t normally be sucking a man’s dick on the early morning show.
The sight of little Kaitlin sucking this huge black man was too much for the robbers, too, who just couldn’t seem to take their eyes off of her, even while they tried to gather up all the money. They kept dropping stuff on the floor and having to pick it up again. And sometimes, they just paused and watched, stunned, as Kaitlin slowly slid her mouth back and forth along this huge chocolate rod. It only should have taken them a couple of minutes to empty the cash into the sack, but it took almost TEN. The delay caused by Kaitlin had been enough. Suddenly, the one bandit who’d been assigned to watch the back door called out that three police cars had just pulled up in the back parking lot. Another raced to the front window and reported that at least four more were there. The bank-robbers were surrounded.
“Keep sucking!” Kaitlin was instructed by the gang leader, as he considered the possibilities, and the lack of them.
Well, kids,” he said at last. “It looks like we’re here for awhile.” Then he looked at the cameramen. “Are those things on?” he asked them of their cameras.
They both nodded nervously.
“Are they live?” he asked.
Again, they both nodded.
“Good! Just keep filming Girlie here.”
By now, Kaitlin was gaining confidence. She was pretty sure that, as long as she did what she was told, she and no one else would get hurt. She also realized that she was on live TV, and wanted to come across as a girl who always knew what she was doing. Never taking the cock out her mouth, she paused a moment to make sure her sweater was straight and to brush the seat of her black pants for any lint. She turned her head to look straight into one of the cameras.
“Hmm hmmm?” she asked the cameraman, earnestly.
She was given a smile and a thumbs-up sign. She looked great!
Kaitlin had wanted to be an actress at one time, and so she now decided to put on a show. She’d also sucked cock many times before, starting in high school as a cheerleader. In fact, cock-sucking the right people had helped her to land her current job. She could have fun with this. Her eyes always on the camera (like the good reporter she was trained to be), she continued to slide her mouth back and forth along the masked man’s thick shaft, each time taking him deeper and deeper. Everyone was watching her now. And when she playfully waved at the camera, from outside there came a big cheer that she could hear. This encouraged her. So, with the next plunge, she took this guy all the way into her throat, twisting her head this way and that to go as far as she could; she amazed even herself as she felt this guy’s huge cock-head pop past her tonsils into her throat. And an even louder cheer erupted from outside, that everyone heard loudly inside the store.
“Keep goin’, Girlie,” the bandit leader told her. “You’re doin’ good.”
If Kaitlin hadn’t had a thick dick in her throat, she would have been smiling.
Kaitlin continued to deep throat the guy; and then he took over, holding her head firm and pumping his cock repeatedly down her throat. So she rested her hands quietly on his knees and let him use her mouth as he wanted. He was pumping faster and faster now, and harder and deeper with each thrust. Kaitlin gagged with each thrust down her throat; but she was enjoying this. Soon, he pulled her head hard onto him, so that Kaitlin’s little nose suddenly disappeared into his belly; and he jerked, and jerked, and jerked… his whole body convulsing as jet after jet of semen shot down Kaitlin’s throat. Luckily, she did get to taste some of it when he finally pulled back, as she started sucking him again in her mouth to milk the last few drops out. She was glad to get some of it in her mouth before it disappeared.
“I want some too,” a second bandit immediately said after the first stepped away, his cock shrinking from having just shot a week’s worth of pent up semen and sperm down the pretty little reporter’s throat.
Kaitlin spontaneously reached up to undo the second man’s zipper, a big smile on her face. Soon she was taking this guy deep too.
Meanwhile, in her station manager’s office and the homes of several important CEOs, including several Toy Emporium directors, a conference call was going on with the Chief of Police. ‘What if?’ was the question being pondered. You see… there is something special about the Christmas season, in that people do wonderful things just to be nice. And so it was that, when it first became evident that pretty little Kaitlin’s face was being gang-fucked, the managers back at the station had been watching and thinking. They knew that everyone everywhere was watching the young blonde female reporter in action now. Even other stations were calling up pleading for footage. And when the station manager called the store owner at home, the owner immediately turned on his TV and watched in awe as this pretty reporter totally captivated him. He then called a couple of the Board of Governors, and now fate was being decided.
The fateful phone call came to the store at 9:23. Kaitlin had just swallowed her second load and had started on the third masked man. The gang leader nodded thoughtfully as he listened to the phone. The soundman, who also functioned as a field production manager, had received a similar phone call, and he was nodding too. Still bobbing her head back and forth, Kaitlin’s eyes darted back and forth between the two men, who obviously were deep in some form of negotiation.
Finally, the two men on phones nodded at each other, and put their phones down. After quickly straightening his hair, and checking that his sweater was straight, the soundman stepped forward to claim Kaitlin’s microphone. Kaitlin continued to suck, but the cameras now were on Robert.
“I’m here with CBK Action News, at a robbery scene at the Elm Street Toy Emporium, where, in the wonderful spirit of Christmas, a marvellous deal has been struck that will make sure everyone is safe, and that also will save Christmas for all those children expecting toys.”
Listening intently, Kaitlin continued to suck, the bobbing of her virtually automatic at this point.
“First of all, Police Chief Markham has promised all four robbers with us today that they will receive complete immunity from all prosecution (Kaitlin’s eyes darted to the leader, who had taken his mask off and was smiling broadly)… AND he and his buddies can keep the money they have… (he chose his words carefully)… been gifted with,” the soundman-turned-announcer smiled, slyly.
Kaitlin seemed surprised by this… but she kept sucking. But the soundman continued: “But all is not lost,” he smiled broadly. “Because, in the true spirit of Christmas, our own lovely Kaitlin Smith has agreed to earn all the money back that we have ‘allotted’ these fine men…”
Kaitlin suddenly paused from bobbing her head to listen. He was talking about her.
“… by continuing what she is doing… by providing blowjobs to every man who wants one, with 90% of all proceeds going to the children’s toy program, and 10% to those men in black who made it all possible.”
Kaitlin’s eyes grew wide. “Hmmm?” she asked, taken completely by surprise. But no one heard her muffled query. The announcer continued.
“All we need to know now is how long lovely Kaitlin is willing to keep on sucking.” He turned towards her, and Kaitlin found herself looking right into the eyes of one of her bosses. “Kaitlin?” he asked. “Are you willing to keep doing what you’re doing right now until late Christmas Eve?” Then he clarified: “During store hours, of course.”
Suddenly, the camera was on Kaitlin, who still had a cock in her mouth. And Kaitlin knew that everyone… inside, outside and glued to their TV sets… was watching her. The soundman silently mouthed to her how much the station manager loved her work and gave her a two thumbs up sign that only she could see.
What could she do? This was Christmas. This was money for kids’ toys. Her boss obviously wanted her to do this. Her eyes scanned the smiling faces around the room. Apparently, everyone wanted her to do this.
Suddenly, even with a cock in her mouth, she was smiling, and everyone could see it. This was a GREAT career opportunity for her. And, undoubtedly, it could be lots of fun.
“Hmm hmm hmm hmmm (Merry Christmas)!” she sang, happily, looking right into the camera with big, bright eyes. And then she nodded.
“You’ll keep sucking from now until store closing on Christmas Eve?” she was asked again.
Now with confidence, she nodded again. “Hmm hmmmmm (of course),” she answered, happily.
The cheer from outside was thunderous. Everyone inside was applauding loudly too. Kaitlin knew she’d made the right choice. And Robert was speaking into the camera again.
“Best of all… the store manager has agreed to extend store hours, so that Kaitlin will be here, spreading her special brand of Christmas cheer, from 8 am to 10 pm every day, seven days a week, for each of the twelve days until Christmas.”
“Hmmm?” Kaitlin asked, it suddenly dawning on her that she’d just committed to 14 hours of blowjobs every day for the next dozen days. But the applause was too loud for anyone to hear her question; and the camera already was back on the ‘announcer’ of these glad tidings. And, just as soon as any apprehension entered her head, it was replaced by a sense of extreme fun. This would be GREAT! The announcer was nodding and smiling at Kaitlin, too.
“So, for those of you patiently waiting outside, please just give Kaitlin a few more minutes to blow our fourth friend and… of course… Santa Clause (laughter sounded both outside and inside), and then the store will open its doors to receive any and all who want to see Santa or his special little helper, our own Kaitlin Smith!”
And then the camera was back on Kaitlin. And what could she do but make a big gesture with her hand encouraging ALL the men to come see her. Soon, a red Santa hat was on her head and she was lovingly blowing ‘Robin Hood’ (what she now privately called the bandit leader) himself, all the while smiling up at him appreciatively with her big brown eyes. With a microphone held up to him to capture everything he said for television, he kept calling Kaitlin a dirty, little slut; promising to bring in 200 of the ‘biggest, baddest mother-fuckers of all time to pork your little mouth’; and then shoving his rigid rod as hard as he could down Kaitlin’s poor throat. Kaitlin thought he was very sweet.
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” said Santa as he stepped up next. Kaitlin had often had a fantasy about blowing a man in a Santa Claus outfit. Now here he was. “Oh Kaitlin,” he said. “You’ve DEFINITELY been a very good girl this year!” he noted as she deep throated him and held him deep for several seconds. The felt of his red suit tickled her nose.
The cameramen were directing her now, telling her which way to look, when and how much to tilt her head, when to go deep, and how long to hold it. Kaitlin proudly posed with Santa and did exactly what she was told. She also tried to go deeper and deeper with every deep throat, to prove to everyone what a really good girl she could be. When she finally managed to push her nose into Santa’s belly, she was very, very, VERY pleased with herself. Santa’s big, white-gloved hand held her head there while she turned her eyes towards the huge collection of cameras that now had gathered to capture this wonderful event.
Julie, the elf, meanwhile had started blowing the store owner, and she too was posing for the cameras, all the while hoping that her Mom and Dad were catching this all on TV.
Finally the doors were opened, and a huge crowd of people streamed in, hundreds lining up to see Santa, and seemingly an equally long line of smiling men waiting to see Kaitlin (and Julie). Two other pretty young salesclerks dressed in sweaters and pants soon were on their knees too, to help out, and the camera bounced between the four of them… but it largely rested on Kaitlin, who was so excited to be the center of attention like this.
At one point, one guy asked the older woman directing traffic (to Kaitlin, Julie, Monica or Christie) if Kaitlin would do ass-to-mouth.
“She’s wearing pants,” he was told, calmly.
“But I could go from Julie’s ass to Kaitlin’s mouth,” he suggested, his eyes darting quickly over to Julie’s short skirt and obvious red panties.
The woman glanced over at Julie too, and nodded that it might work. She approached Kaitlin and whispered in her ear. Then Kaitlin looked at the man and nodded happily.
“Hmm hmmm (of course),” she replied.
Soon, Julie was leaning over the side of Santa’s sleigh with her satin red panties down around her ankles and this guy’s rigid rod up her ass. They waited until Kaitlin had swallowed her most recent load, and then the man quickly pulled out of Julie and rushed over the Kaitlin. Julie had felt the urge to go to the bathroom for awhile, and so the man’s cock was covered in shit. Kaitlin saw the shit literally hanging down from the guys cock, but happily took him inside her mouth. As she closed her mouth, she could feel the feces squish against her tongue and spread out to cover it. She almost puked, but closed her eyes tight for a moment until the urge subsided a bit; and then she started trying to drum up as much saliva as she could. She bobbed her head back and forth about fifty times in rapid succession, and then pulled off to swallow Julie’s shit. Then she eagerly returned her mouth to the man’s cock; she thought it was fun that it still tasted much like shit, and made sure to enjoy it.
The guy left an extra big $40 tip.
The other girls worked their regular shifts and took breaks as needed, but not Kaitlin. She stayed on her knees blowing one man after another after another. During his breaks, Santa sometimes came back for a blowjob from Kaitlin, and he always received priority. Kaitlin was so happy to see him each time.
The whole city was great. TV coverage of the event was sold to all the networks, all proceeds beyond expenses going to charity. CBKTV pre-empted several programs so that more and more of Kaitlin was on TV. A special video crew was sent over to make a special video that would be for sale… again with all proceeds going to charity. By the third day, you couldn’t flip through the channels without having live coverage of her on several channels; and every store had rapidly selling copies of Kaitlin’s video in their front windows.
She worked well past 10 that first night… to just past eleven. The next day, everyone was quite a bit better prepared for the day’s events. A furniture store down the street had donated a little red cushion with Kaitlin’s name embroidered onto it in white scripted letters, for her to kneel on; and several little green cushions were distributed to the other girls. Kaitlin commented on how ‘cute’ they were, and how ‘sweet’ everyone was being to her, just prior to having her mouth porked again by Santa. The store also had hired a studio photographer to take still pictures of Kaitlin and the other girls posing while blowing each customer, which could be purchased for a $5 donation. Totally free, EVERYONE received a nice big 8x11 of Kaitlin on her knees blowing Santa. It’d been taken at the end of the previous day, after letting Kaitlin freshen up a bit, so that she was wearing her black pants, red sweater and heels in the picture, her mouth full, but her head tilted to look straight into the camera and her eyes open wide. It was a VERY pretty shot of her. Throughout the week, she found herself signing the back of these photos even while blowing someone else… but, of course, she didn’t mind.
As well, several other stations had TV crews there to capture the day’s events, and the area in which Kaitlin and the other girls kneeled was cleared away to accommodate everyone. There also were flat screen TVs throughout the store now, and six (instead of the previous day’s two) big flat-screens outside to accommodate the even longer line of people expected for Santa and Kaitlin today. If that wasn’t enough, in addition to Kaitlin’s videos, there was a big flat screen TV tuned in to Kaitlin in almost every store-front window in town.
Kaitlin herself returned in a beautiful red and green Xmas sweater with big white snow flakes the station had gifted her with, and wearing nice chocolate brown pants, plus heels. The line-up was so long, they opened early, as soon as she’d finished blowing Santa. She got so good at deep throating that she could press her little nose into any guy’s belly. She blew everybody, 18 years old and up. Her favourite was a really sweet 95-year old man who told her this was the first blowjob he’d had in 50 years. She felt really good about doing him, and very proud when he shot a load into her mouth. On Day #3, all the staff were wearing a specially-made t-shirt with that same picture of Kaitlin blowing Santa on it in the front… and the words – Donate 4 Toys – on the back. And they were selling these t-shirts outside and in almost every store in town for $20 each, all proceeds beyond expenses going to buy toys. Kaitlin came to ‘work’ wearing a pretty white sweater with a big green Christmas tree on the front, and flatteringly-tight 5-pocket navy jeans, a narrow white belt, and black 2-inch heels, all gifts from a women’s clothing store and a shoe store in the adjoining mall. Everyone loved how lovely Kaitlin looked in those jeans… they were so nicely snug in the seat.
But the fun really started on Day #4. Kaitlin was back wearing her black pants, this time with a new blue and white sweater with white snowflakes she’d been given, and new black heels. She had just finished swallowing her morning ‘gift’ from Santa, when she noticed how broadly everyone was smiling.
“What’s going on?” she asked, her voice full of suspicion, from her knees.
“Welllll…” the store manager drawled. “It turns out that someone has been pretty jealous about all the special attention his friend Santa has been getting… so he’s come to ‘talk’ to you.”
Kaitlin made a move as if to stand up, but her manager stopped her.
“No,” he said. “You just stay EXACTLY as you are.”
So Kaitlin rested her bum back on her heels and waited.
That’s when some movement caught her eye to her left and she turned to look. Immediately, her face was in her hands and she was laughing hysterically.
Everyone applauded as they led ‘Blitzen’ in.
Again, Kaitlin made a movement as if to stand, but a gentle but firm hand on her shoulder let her know she was okay where she was. They did have to have her scoot over on her knees and turn a little bit to her left. But finally she was perfectly positioned, just to the side of Blitzen’s hind end, her right hand on his left haunch to steady him.
Kaitlin was a little nervous getting right under the beast, because he must have weighed 600-800 pounds at least. But the reindeer’s owner had come along and assured her that someone in the front and another in the back should steady him. So she crawled on under and gasped at what awaited her. This would be fun!
He did get a little bit excited when Kaitlin first started on him; but a pretty elf named Stacey held his reins and petted his head, and a strong young man from the second floor held his arm across Blitzen’s back. Kaitlin had to lean in a bit to get what she wanted, but she kept her head tilted and her eyes turned towards the camera, as best she could, and the cameramen from all the stations (and the studio photographer) all worked very cooperatively, making room for each other to squat down and capture everything on film. A plus that Kaitlin later was told about and that made her very pleased was that her leaning into and under Blitzen like this exposed her behind wonderfully, her nice black pants pulled tighter than ever to really flatter her. We even could see the outline of the Christmassy red satin bikini panties she was wearing every day now, having been gifted with about thirty pair by a local lingerie store. We told her how nice her panty-line looked, and she was very pleased she’d worn her pants instead of jeans that day, so the line would show as clearly as it did.
But, best of all, this was entirely unexpected extra fun for Kaitlin, whose last words before actually starting on Blitzen were… “Where are the rest of them?” (Words she’d be reminded of, and that definitely would make her laugh the next day.)
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