The Locker Room

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The Locker RoomOK, 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 k**s 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 canlı bahis 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 k**dingly 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 bahis siteleri 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 bahis şirketleri 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.”