THE LOCKER ROOM
By Tkmywife

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. Many years
ago, I set up a peep hole that allowed me to see the girls as they
exited the shower. 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.

 Over the years I've seen a lot. Obviously, I've seen most of our
female students naked. I've also seen girls masturbating, I've seen
a few lesbian activities, and surprisingly I've seen many girls
bring in their boyfriends and have all sorts of sex. Its always
strange to see these kids in class or in the hallways, when I've
seen them sucking or fucking each other after school for my private
enjoyment.

This year however, with the help of my new camera system, I
witnessed a scene like none I'd ever seen before. This is a suburban
school in a 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)

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 I see
some fine looking ladies giving me a showing in the 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.

Their 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 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".

Their was some brief conversation, ( I don't have the ability to
hear, these are video cams only) then the girls all stood up, lined
up, and began to undress. Soon these 8 beauties were lined up
totally naked in front of these 12 guys.  Each girl was then handed
what looked like a 40 ounce Bottle of Old English Malt Beer. As the
guys watched these girls each downed their entire bottles. 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 their pussies and asses,
and having their nipples twicked.

Now the guys all took off their shorts and jocks, 8 of them picked
out a partner, and the girls in front of them started giving them
each a blow job. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Here were 8
of the prettiest girls at the school on their knees each one sucking
a cock. As 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 place to get his blow
job.

For then next hour, the guys just seemed to go from girl to girl for
oral sex. While I saw the girls being fingered and felt, their was
no penetration other than their mouths. At some point, their were a
couple of Polaroid cameras, and the guys each had their pictures
taken holding on to one of these naked cheerleaders. There were some
all around hugs good bye, and the guys all left together.

For the next half hour I watched the 8 naked girls sitting in the
locker room. One of the blondes was crying, but the others seemed to
console her. Other than that they seemed to just talk and even joke.
You could tell from some of the hand gestures that they were
comparing the guys 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 after some trepidation,
I showed him the video from the locker room. Greg couldn't stop
laughing, as he kiddingly told me would a nasty old man I was. But
after watching the whole scene, He let me in on a secret I had never
known.  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 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" part is an important part of
the game. Once a guy has a picture of himself with one of these
girls, he uses it to bribe her for further sex. What suburban white
girl wants her Dad to see a picture of his smiling naked daughter
with a bunch of black athletes. I said Greg, let me get this
straight, for the rest of the year, you use these pictures to take
these 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 slaves to him whenever he wanted it. Since this was a night
of confessions, Greg to me who the 3 were, and I couldn't believe
it. One had gone on to become a contestant in 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, as 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 of Greg's ladies happened to be a Stripper-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 his bed. Greg said he
had 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 scrugy beard, to cover a pock marked face, so while
he does have a great body, he is not a good looking guy.  It took
about two weeks, but Greg 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 bankers wife, was
blond, slim, had a great ass, and looked like she had had a boob
job. They were about 36C, but really stood out straight. 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, results of lots of working out. Donna had on
a tennis outfit.

Both girls 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. Donna and Marsha just looked at each other with kind of a
resigned look. After all I'm a 45 year old black guy, with thinning
hair, and a growing belly, and these were two 32 year old hot
married prominent women.

Greg then told both to strip. Both women were then 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. Greg than said I think we
want to see Marsha give Donna some head tonight. With that, Donna
was on the bed, with her legs spread, and Marsha was 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 it was so slick, I could have put
in another one.

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 a great
blow job. She did not act shocked to see my cock, which is quite a
bit thicker than Greg's.  It was so strange to see this women, whose
picture is always in the newspaper sucking my cock.  I think I came
about 10 minutes before Greg, but one thing for sure, both girls
swallowed their entire loads.

Greg asked me what I wanted to do next, and I said lets 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. 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 others 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 others mouth.
This went on for a long time til 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 wacking away, and hard once again.

Greg said, which one of you two whores hasn't blown the coach.
Marsha said she hadn't, and boom, she had my cock in her mouth and
was working away. I opened my eyes to see Greg fucking Donna in the
ass, as she screamed with delight. And I came again 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 slaves, my gift to you.

Before I left, Greg wanted to show me one last "fuck special." He
laid Donna down on the bed, face up. He put Marsha right on top of
her with her crouch on Donna's face. He then put his cock in Donna's
mouth until it got hard once again. With that he started pulling out
and stroking. Into Marsha's pussy, into Donna's mouth, into Marsha's
ass, into Donna's mouth, and on and on. He finally came all over
Marsha's pussy, but held her there into globs start to leak out into
Donna's mouth. (I took some pictures of this).

Since then, I've been with each girl by themselves. After basketball
season, I think I'll be ready to try a threesome. For an old
pervert, life is good.

