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Authors name: Jake (address withheld)
Story title : Locker Room, The
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The Locker Room (M+/F+, orgy, oral, voy, intr)
By Jake (address withheld)
***
OK, I'm a bit of a pervert, I admit it. I am a High
School Physical Education teacher, and the assistant
coach of the men's basketball team. I am 45 years old,
and have been working at this school for about 18 years.
While I have never had an improper relationship with a
female student here, I admit to be an addicted peeping
tom.
My office has a common wall with the girl's locker room
and many years ago, I set up a peephole that allows me
to see the girls as they exit the showers. With modern
technology, I was able to set up a series of hidden
cameras that give me almost every possible view of the
room, from the showers themselves, to each row of
lockers. I've only had the cameras up and running this
past year though.
Over the years I've seen a lot. Obviously, I've seen
most of the school's female students naked. I've also
seen some of them doing things they shouldn't likes
masturbating, and a few lesbian activities, and
surprisingly I've even seen some girls bring in their
boyfriends and have all sorts of sex. It's always
strange to see these kids in class or in the hallways,
when I've seen them fucking each other.
This year however, with the help of my new camera
system, I witnessed a scene like none I'd ever had
before. This is a suburban school in an upper-middle-
class area. While the population is about 80 percent
white, the athletic teams tend to be about 80 percent
black. And this leads me to my story. (By the way, I am
an African-American Man myself.)
One night I came back to the school about 6 PM. It is
not unusual for students to be working out at that time,
it is a very open campus. I settled in my office, turned
on my monitor and hoped to see some fine looking ladies
giving me a show in the girl's locker room. What I saw,
I will never forget. As I switched from camera to
camera, and checked out various angles, I focused in on
the last row of lockers, in an isolated area.
There were 8 Cheerleaders standing together in this row
of lockers. They were all in full uniform, and seemed to
be silently waiting around. These girls were all great
looking. There were 2 blondes, 4 brunettes, 1 redhead,
and 1 Asian girl, I knew most of them but I decline to
mention names.
I watched intently, with a feeling that I was about to
see something special. All of a sudden the entire
Varsity Basketball Team appeared in my screen. Twelve
guys in all, 10 black, 2 white, ranging in size from 6'
1" to our star Center, at 6' 11".
There was some brief conversation, (I don't have the
ability to hear anything, these are video cams only)
then the girls all stood up, lined up, and began to
undress. Soon these 8 beauties were totally naked in
front of the 12 guys. Each girl was handed what looked
like a 40 ounce Bottle of Old English Malt Beer. The
guys watched the girls each downed their entire bottle.
After this the guys started up and down the row, each
one giving long kisses to the girls, and feeling and
touching them all over. You could see the girls were
being fingered in the pussy and ass, and having their
nipples tweaked.
Now the guys all took off their shorts and jocks, 8 of
them picked out a partner, and the girls in front of
them knelt and started giving them blowjobs. I couldn't
believe what I was seeing. Here were 8 of the prettiest
most popular girls in school on their knees each one
sucking a cock.
When the guys started to cum, you could see some of the
girls struggle to swallow, but most of the guys held
tight to their partners heads, and forced them to
swallow. As each guy finished, one of the 4 not yet
taken care of stood in front of his blowjob partner.
For the next hour, the guys just seemed to go from girl
to receive oral sex. While I saw the girls being
fingered and felt-up, their was no penetration other
than their mouths. At some point, their were a couple of
Polaroid cameras flashing, and the guys each had their
pictures taken holding on to one of their naked
cheerleaders.
Then there was some all around hugs good-bye, and the
guys all left together.
For the next half hour I watched the 8 naked teenage
girls sitting in the locker room. One of the blondes was
crying, but the others seemed to be consoling her. Other
than that they seemed to just talk and even joke about
what they'd just done. You could tell from some of the
hand gestures that they were comparing the guy's sizes.
No one really seemed very traumatized over this
incident.
*
I have to tell you that my curiosity got the best of me,
and after a few days of thought I called a buddy of mine
named Greg White. Greg had played on one of my teams
about 12 years ago. He had a successful college
basketball career, but was never really pro material. At
any rate over the last few years, Greg and I had become
close friends as we both belong to the same volunteer
youth group.
Greg came by the office the next night, and with some
trepidation, I took a chance and showed him the video
from the locker room. Greg couldn't stop laughing, as he
kiddingly told me what a nasty old man I was. But after
watching the whole scene, he let me in on a secret I had
never known before. It seems like the ritual I witnessed
on tape had been going on for about 20 years, and was
one of the most widely known "legends" at the school.
Each year, prior to the first game, the cheerleaders
each blow the entire Basketball team. The cheerleaders
know that if any of them do not perform, the other girls
will get them kicked off the squad. Greg said that as a
4-year starter, he had been through 4 of these rituals
with the cheerleaders in his day. I guess each year, the
seniors on the team and the squad are responsible for
making it happen.
Greg then told me that the Polaroid picture is an
important part of the ritual. Once a guy has a picture
of himself with one of the girls, he uses it to
blackmail her into further sex. What suburban white girl
wants her Daddy to see a picture of his naked teenage
daughter with a bunch of black athletes.
I said, "Greg, let me get this straight, for the rest of
the year, you used those pictures to take the girls to
bed?"
He said, "Forget the rest of the year, in some cases it
can go on a lifetime."
When I asked him what he meant, to my surprise he told
me that 3 different cheerleaders from his days at high
school were still virtual sex slaves to him whenever he
wanted it. Since this was a night of confessions, Greg
told me who the 3 were, and I couldn't believe it.
One of the girls had gone on to become a contestant as
our State's Miss America Pageant. She was now a banker's
wife, an outspoken conservative Christian leader in our
community. Another one was also a prominent local woman,
and she was the wife of one of our more wealthy
citizens. While she was 14 years younger than her
husband, you always saw pictures of them in the paper at
various High Society events. They were considered a
"power couple", and she was also active in the "Horse
Showing" community.
The third one of Greg's ladies happened to be a
stripper-exotic dancer at a local club. I had seen her
many times myself, and must confess to having been with
her once at a Bachelor Party. So while I had no interest
in her, the other two intrigued me. I asked Greg if he
could really get these "high-brow" women into bed.
Greg said he'd had threesomes with them many times, and
in fact had been with each one separately within the
last 2 months. That was it, I had to follow this up to
the end. I asked Greg to set something up, in return for
me becoming a permanent coach and volunteer at his
favorite inner city boys club.
I should mention that Greg is 6' 5", black, and works
out all the time. He has a scraggly beard, to cover a
pock marked face, and so while he does have a great
body, he is not the best looking guy.
It took about two weeks, but Greg finally called and
said to come by his place the following Wednesday night
about 7 PM. After some discussion Greg told me that he
would lay out the ground rules for the night. He said
both girls would follow his orders, and that after some
"fun time" we would both do anything we wanted to them.
*
The women showed up at 7:30 sharp. Marsha, the banker's
wife, was a slim blond, who had a great ass, and looked
like she'd had a boob job. They were about 36C, but
really stood out firmly. She was wearing jeans and a
pullover top, with no bra. Donna, the other one, had
darker blond hair, in a much softer longer style. While
her boobs were not quite as big, everything on her
looked natural, and she was in great shape too, as a
result of lots of working out. Donna had on a white
tennis outfit.
Both ladies were shocked to see "old Coach" in the room.
Greg told them that I knew about their secret, and that
he had invited me to the party this time. Donna and
Marsha just looked at each other with a kind of resigned
look on their pretty faces. I couldn't blame them for
their reluctance, after all I'm a 45-year-old black guy,
with thinning hair, and a bit of a belly, and these were
two 31-year-old hot married prominent women.
Greg then told both to strip. When both women were
standing naked in front of us, we just took it in for a
minute as he made them turn around and display all of
their assets.
Then Greg said, "I think we want to see Marsha give
Donna some head tonight."
Donna crawled onto the bed and spread her legs, and
Marsha climbed on top of her and began sucking pussy for
all she was worth. After some time, Greg told then to
stop, and asked me if I wanted to see how wet Donna was.
I couldn't believe it, I had two fingers in her, and she
was so slick, I think could have worked in my whole
hand.
While I stood there and fingered my former student, Greg
dropped his pants and told Marsha to suck his cock. So
standing next to me was my friend, sporting about an 8
inch black hard on, while this "Christian Leader" sucked
it to the hilt. It was unreal in so many ways.
Greg than gave a nod to Donna, and she was on her knees
in front of me, she pulled down my pants, and started
giving me the best blowjob I'd ever had. She didn't act
shocked to see my cock, which is quite a bit thicker
than Greg's. It was so strange to see this pretty white
women, whose picture is always in the newspaper sucking
my cock. I think I came about 10 minutes before Greg,
but one thing was for sure, both girls swallowed our
entire loads.
Greg asked me what I wanted to do next, and I suggested
that we switch partners and fuck. And so we did. Here I
was fucking this woman Marsha, who wouldn't normally
give me the time of day. It felt wonderful to fill her
pussy with my spunk. When it was over, I was pretty
spent. I had just come twice in about 20 minutes, and I
needed to rest. Greg was just getting started, so he
told me to take a seat. relax, and watch the show.
Marsha and Donna got into bed with Greg and started to
lick his cock up and down, like cats cleaning their
paws. They had their tongues all over his shaft and
balls, and also in each other's mouths. One kind of
lifted Greg up and started to work on his ass. These
girls had their tongues deep in Greg's, asshole, and
each other's mouth.
This went on for a long time till Greg told them to
stop. He told them to 69 each other for a while. I must
tell you by this time, I was sitting in my chair
whacking away, and hard once again.
Greg looked over at me and asked, "Which one of you two
whores hasn't blown the coach yet?"
Marsha said she hadn't, and boom, she had my cock in her
mouth and was working away at me. I opened my eyes to
see Greg fucking Donna in the ass, as she screamed with
delight. And I came between Marsha's lips and for a
third time that night, and it wasn't even 9 PM yet.
Greg then had the two girls sit on my lap as he started
to take pictures. He had them put my cock in their
mouths, look into my eyes, hug me, the only common
thread was that in all the poses the girls faces could
be seen, and they had happy, willing looks on their
faces. Greg gave me the finished roll of film, and
turned to the girls, and said, "What ever the coach
wants right?"
They both nodded. He told them each to give me their
pager numbers, and said they would always return any
page from me. He said, "Coach you have yourself a couple
of high priced call girls, my gift to you."
THE END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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