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Archive name: locker.txt (M+/F+, orgy, oral, voy, intr)
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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