5 comments/ 92945 views/ 14 favorites Catholic School Mom's - Basketball By: The Style Guy Thanks to MissZ. Your editing skills and ideas are a tremendous help. Catholic School Mom's – The Basketball Season Kate O'Brien is an incredible kisser. She has her arms draped over my shoulders. She's hugging her freely hanging C-cup breasts into my right side and grinding her well-fucked pussy against my thigh. I can feel her wet pussy lips dripping into my bare leg. Our lips are moving against each other and our tongues are rolling together. My hand is tightly holding a fist full of short, red hair and pulling her lips against mine. Kate has told me she gets off on having her hair pulled. I let go of her hair and let my finger tips brush over her shoulders and move down to cup her spectacular thirty six year old ass. As I push a finger against her anus, it opens easily and accepts my digit. "Oh, God, lover. Be careful. I'm a little sore." I can feel my load of semen at the entrance of Kate's cum-filled asshole. It's dribbling out as I gently finger her tight butt. As we continue our kiss, I moan into Kate's open mouth, "I'm getting close. It feels so fucking good." We both look down. Mary Lawless is kneeling between my thighs. Her shoulder-length, blond hair masks her face, but her head is bobbing over my thick eight inch cock. Mary is naked also. It's a turn on to be able to look down her bare back and see the cleft of her heart-shaped ass as she kneels on the locker room floor. "I can't believe she can take you down her throat," Kate marvels. She's right. Mary is the only woman I know who can easily deep throat me. I've already cum twice; once in Mary's cunt and again in Kate's rectum. Mary has been working my hard cock with her throat for ten minutes. "She can deep throat me. You can take me in the ass. And both your pussies are tight as virgins. Together you make the perfect woman," I tease. Mary lets her teeth gently bite my cock and Kate reaches over to savagely pinch a nipple in response to my teasing. "Keep pinching my tit," I say, letting my head roll back. As I approach my last cum of the night, Kate rolls my nipple between her thumb and finger. We're kissing hard and I'm fingering her sloppy asshole. I've got a hand at the back of Mary's head and I start fucking the first half of my meat into her mouth. Her lips are applying the perfect amount of pressure. "Oh fuck . . . OOOOhhhh . . . FFFFuucckkk . . . I'mmmm cummmmiiinngg." As I pump my cum into Mary's mouth, she continues to bob her head along my dick, draining the last of my seed. I reach for Mary, help her to her feet and kiss her hard. I love the taste of my cum in a woman's mouth. I turn and kiss Kate again. While regaining our composure, we gently kiss for a few minutes. "I can't believe the basketball season is over already," Mary says. I'm Chris, a very recently divorced, forty-five year old man. I am 5'10" and weigh 180 lbs. I have short, salt and pepper brown hair. As I strenuously exercise daily, including running, swimming, weight lifting and karate, I am in great physical shape. Around Our Lady of Perpetual Hope School, most, including Sister Mary Joseph, the principal, call me Uncle Chris. Except during the basketball season, when nine eighth graders call me Coach. I had taken over coaching this group of boys, five years earlier, when they were in third grade I took over the team, when their Coach and my brother were tragically killed in an automobile accident. Wanting my nephew, Josh, to have a male influence in his life, I showed up at the next practice with a whistle and practice schedule and got to work. In the last five years, we've developed into a great team. Our biggest challenge every year, and it is a big challenge, is that we are the only suburban Catholic School in our league. The other School's are from the inner city. Even though we're in an eighth grade league, most other school's have older, bigger and stronger kids on their teams. At the conclusion of the first game of our season, I had the team gathered together in the hallway outside the gymnasium. The boys were lined up and sitting against a wall, I was standing in front of them and their parents were behind me. I have some very easy rules that I ask of the parents. I don't allow parents to participate in practices or pre-game meetings. I demand that they attend games, cheer in a positive way and join with the team in an after-game briefing. During the after-game talks, I look each of the young men in the eye and tell them, specifically, what they did well. I'm always positive and very generous in my praise, whether we win or lose. After praising each player, I tell them what we need to improve upon as a team, in order to get better. It's done in a positive way and I don't single anyone out for criticism. However, today, looking at the team and seeing tears, hanging heads and slumped shoulders, I decide they needed a shock. "I've never been . . ." I started barely above a whisper. When I had everyone's attention, I continued louder, "I've never been . . ." Standing with my hands on my hips and looking up and down the row of boys, I finally shouted, "I'VE NEVER BEEN . . . SO DISAPPOINTED IN THIS TEAM." We had just lost, by one point. My nephew Josh had missed two free throws in the closing seconds that would have tied and won the game. The boys were wide-eyed as they stared at me. I'm sure their parents thought I had lost my mind. Winning is very important to me and I think it's vitally important to instill a winning attitude in a team. However, winning is never the most important thing, especially when dealing with boys, who are barely thirteen years old. "Today, this team went out and played their butts off, against a bigger, taller, stronger, older and more athletic team. You kicked their butts for three and a half quarters. They left this gym bruised and battered." I started pacing slowly in front of the team, before continuing, "Today you ran our slow-down offense . . . JUST LIKE WE PLANNED! Today you ran our box and one defense . . . JUST LIKE WE PLANNED! Today you held last season's leading scorer to six points . . . JUST LIKE WE PLANNED!" Standing in front with hands on hips again, I shouted "TODAY YOU PLAYED LIKE WARRIORS." Then in a normal voice, "I was proud of every one of you and can't believe you're not proud of yourself. We came to win today. We failed . . . together. But we played like warriors . . . LIKE WARRIORS FOR EVERY SECOND OF THAT GAME." "And yet, I see a team with tears in their eyes and hanging heads." Deciding to end with a bang, I finished, "I guess it's my fault. We've spent too much time talking about basketball and not enough time teaching you the importance of being men, of being a team and being proud of your achievements. I'm sorry I let you down." I turned and left the school. It was Saturday, barely before noon and I had a day's worth of chores to complete. I met a work associate for happy hour. We ended up having a light dinner at Chili's. I finished Saturday evening, doing some clothes shopping at the mall. As I was getting ready to leave the mall and was walking toward the entrance, I heard "Hey Chris! Great speech today, Coach." I turned to see Kate O'Brien, one of the moms from the team, standing in the doorway of Victoria's Secret. Kate is a tall slim woman. She has short, red, stylish hair and brown eyes. She's 5'8" and weighs around 130 lbs. Her curves are striking with C-cup breasts and a round, athletic ass. Tonight, she's professionally dressed in a white blouse. The first two buttons are undone revealing a fair amount of cleavage. She has on a navy wool skirt. It's fairly short and falls within two inches of her knees. I like Kate. She's active within the school and our team. Most importantly, her son Kevin is a good kid. She must be doing something right as a single mom. She is also a huge flirt. "Thanks, Kate. I've been second guessing myself for giving them the guilt trip, but they really pissed me off." Kate patted my shoulder and arm and then rested her hand on my arm. My arms aren't big, but they're hard as steel from a life time of exercise. It's a turn-on for me when a woman caresses my arm. Still holding my arm, Kate continued, "I couldn't figure where the talk was going, until the end. I really think you hit a home run. The boy's should have been proud of their game." As she finished, Kate caught me checking out some of the bra and panty sets in the Victoria Secret display window. "See anything you like?" she teased. Deciding to tease her back, I said, "I'm not going to be able to look at you the same way, knowing you wear VS underwear." Kate gave me a wicked smile and did a little dance. "Do you think you can guess what I'm wearing?" She was flirting hard and I decided not to back down. "I don't have to guess. I know what you're wearing." There were sparkles in her eyes as she pushed, "Prove it, big boy." "Loser buys the drinks at TGIFriday's?" I asked. "I was heading to a party, but . . . it's a deal," she replied. I nodded and gave her body a long hard look. Kate stood proudly in front of me. When I discreetly circled my finger, she blushed a bit, but continued to play the game. She turned, cocked her hip and watched over her shoulder as I checked out her butt. After Kate turned to face me again, I smiled and told her, "Thigh highs and a white bra and thong set. The cups of the bra and front of the thong are see-thru lace." "Jesus, Chris." She turned a deeper shade of red. "There's more, if you want me to continue?" Kate was wide eyed and breathing a bit deeper than necessary. She nodded her agreement. I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You're a natural red head . . . and . . . very nicely trimmed." Kate seemed to be holding her breath, when I continued, "I'm heading over to TGIFriday's. You'll have to let me know whose paying." Ten minutes later, we were together at the bar at TGIFriday's. It was crowded and we were able to find one bar stool. Kate was seated at the bar and I had wormed my way next to her. We ordered a round of margaritas and Kate tossed her credit card to the bartender. "Keep the tab open," she instructed. When I chuckled, she said, "Hey, nobody likes a sore winner." "You're right, Kate. But you have to admit, it was a pretty good guess." "Oh, you're just a dirty old man." She slapped my arm and then continued to caress it. I liked the feel of Kate's touch. "I am that. I'm also glad I stopped when I did. I was going to tell you something else I could tell about you." Giving her my best naughty boy look, I continued, "But you would have gotten mad. You may have even slapped me." "You can't tease me like that. You have to tell me." "Nope. A boy has to have his secrets." As Kate's two children were with her ex for the weekend, she didn't have to hurry home. As we finished a second round of margaritas, Kate asked, "I really need to go to the party. It's a farewell affair for a friend being transferred to Dallas. I want to make an appearance." Kate seemed at a loss for words and then said, "I really like your company. Would you like to come with me?" "Yeah, Kate. I'd like that a lot." Her smile was dazzling and I could see flares in her eyes. ‘Man, this woman is smoking hot,' I thought. Kate followed me a short distance to my condo. She parked outside my home, jumped in my Range Rover and directed me across town to the party. The party was at a private home and was hopping when we arrived at 9:30 p.m. Kate was instantly the life of the group. She tried to introduce me around, but it was obvious I was slowing her down. "Don't worry about me. I'm a big boy and can take care of myself. Go enjoy yourself." I found the bar and a surprisingly good bottle of scotch and poured a couple of fingers over some ice. As I already had two drinks at TGIFriday's, I gave myself a one drink limit. I wondered around the home for a bit, before being included with a bunch of guy's talking sports. I positioned myself facing the open room and Kate. I wasn't trying to keep track of her, I just enjoyed watching her. Shortly after midnight, Kate found me. "I'm getting tired. Can we go?" "When ever you're ready Kate. You sure don't look tired." She gave me a wicked look as she said, "Actually, I just want to leave with you before I get tired." Saying our goodbyes, we left the house and walked hand-in-hand to the SUV. I opened the passenger side door for Kate. Instead of climbing in, she leaned against the vehicle. I could tell Kate was back in flirt mood as she asked, "So, what else could you tell about me at the mall?" "Oh Kate, I don't want to take the chance of ruining a great night out." She slapped my arm and gave me a, ‘I'm waiting,' kind of look. "What do I get, if I'm right?" "What do you want?" "I want a real good kiss." Kate simply nodded. I stepped close to her and put a hand on her waist. "Let's see. I've already guessed a white, lace thong and bra set," I started. Kate's gaze was lust filled. Moving in closer, I continued, "And, I was right about you being a natural redhead and nicely trimmed." "Quit stalling buster." "I can also tell Kate, that you are more than a little . . . much more than a little . . . aroused." I was standing directly in front of Kate. We stared at each other for a few moments, before I asked, "Am I right?" Kate shifted her feet slightly, then spread them further, cocked her head and said, "Why don't you find out for yourself?" Her smile was electrifying. I moved my hand from her waist and to the bottom of her skirt. Her inner thigh was steaming hot as I moved my hand up and palmed her mound. She was drenched and groaned as I pushed two fingers around her thong and into her pussy. They easily slid in. "Oh . . . my pussy . . . feels soooo . . . fucking . . . fuuuullll." I slowly moved my fingers around and explored her wet tunnel, looking for her g-spot. When Kate shuttered and her eyes rolled back in her head, I knew I found the right spot. "YYYYeeeesss . . . rightttt . . . ffuuuccckkking . . . thhhhheerrreee." Kate's eyes were like windows to her soul. When her head slumped forward and her chin rested against her chest, I grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head up. "God . . . yessss . . . pulllll . . . my . . . fucking . . . hair . . . and . . . fill . . . my . . . cunt," she hissed. I wrapped my hand further into her hair and pulled tight. At the same time I slipped three fingers into her steaming hole. As I ground my fingers into her twat, my thumb circled her clit. Kate exploded like a firecracker. "I'm cccuuummming." Her screech filled the neighborhood night. We leaned against the car and as Kate relaxed, we kissed. Our tongues explored each others mouths until Kate urgently asked, "Please, take me back to your place." "Let's go," was my instant response. But as Kate climbed into my SUV and started to swing her legs in, I grabbed her knees. Smiling at her, I reached under her skirt, grabbed the sides of her thong, and slid it down her legs and off. When I smelled and tasted the wet lace crotch, Kate said, "You dirty man. Hurry!" The drive back to my condo set the stage for a continuation of a sex filled night. I had barely pulled away from the curb, when Kate reached over and caressed my stiff cock. "My God, it's huge." I smiled back as Kate pulled down my zipper and struggled to pull me through the small hole. When I was free, Kate leaned over the console and started to lick and suck my cock. She could only take three or four inches, but she used her tongue and lips like a pro. As Kate was kneeling on the passenger seat, I reached over and flipped her skirt over her incredible ass. She groaned around my cock as my fingers found her drenched pussy and clit. I worked my digits around her crotch. Wanting to see if she would protest, if I touched her ass, I slipped a finger between her cheeks. Kate bobbed her head faster and groaned. "Do you like ass play?" I almost drove off the rode as Kate pulled her mouth off my cock and said, "I love tongues, fingers and big fat cocks deep in my ass." She lowered her head again and started sucking. We were a short five miles from home, when I could feel the beginning of an orgasm. I was torn between waiting and exploding down Kate's throat. Deciding we had all night, I pushed one and then two fingers into Kate's obscenely tight anus. I timed my anal finger fuck to Kate's blow job. She hummed around my dick when I told her, "I'm going to cum baby. I'm going to fill your mouth." I had hoped that we would cum together, but when I exploded into Kate's mouth, I came alone. A short time later, we pulled into my driveway. Using the garage door opener, I opened the garage, pulled in and closed the door behind us. I was the first out of the car and Kate waited as I walked around and opened her door. When she swung her legs around, I took hold of them, spread them wide, leaned in and started to lick her pussy. She struggled for a few seconds, but when my tongue found her clit, she moaned, leaned back and gave me access. Kate tasted so fresh and I loved the sounds she made as I licked from her clit to her asshole. She had an orgasm as I slide two fingers into her sopping wet box and lapped her clit with my tongue. She exploded again a few minutes later, when I pressed two more fingers past her sphincter and into her bowels. As I continued to finger both holes and ate her clit, Kate shook her head from side to side and begged, moaned and pleaded that I never stop. While working on Kate's pussy and ass, I had regained my hard-on. After working my pants and boxers to my ankles, I pulled my fingers from her holes, stepped between her spread thighs and jammed my dick up her pussy. "Oh, fuck YES! Fuck me . . . Fuck me . . . Fuck me hard." I screwed her hard, until Kate begged, "Please . . . take me . . . to bed." Deciding that was a good idea, I stepped back and reached for my pants. Kate slid out of the car. Still out of breath, she turned over and rested her head on the passenger seat. Her skirt was still up and over her ass. In this position, her ass and pussy where in line with my dick. I dropped my pants and pushed my cock into her pussy from behind. "Your dick feels soooo . . . fucking . . . gooooood." I held Kate's hips and jack hammered into her snatch. I pushed a thumb up her tight butt and told her, "Play with your clit baby. After you cum, I'll take you to bed." After a few short minutes, Kate squealed and went rigid. "I'mmmm cummming soooo haaard." When she calmed down, she continued, "Please, take me to bed." I pulled my hard cock from her snatch, pulled up my pants and led Kate to my bedroom. As she pulled the covers down, I made a detour to the master bath and returned with a tube of Astroglide. I covered my cock with a generous amount of lube and then squirted a large dollop onto my fingers. With a gleam in her eye and smile on her face, Kate scooted to the edge of the bed. She pulled her legs high, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and spread herself open. I massaged the lube against her anus and easily lubed her tight tunnel. As I lined my dick up with her rose, I said, "Don't worry. I'll go slowly." Kate gave me a slutty snicker and answered, "Just push it in and pound me. Fuck my asshole hard." Her rim gripped me hard, but didn't slow my penetration. I slid balls deep into a groaning and begging Kate. "Just fuck me. Fuck me hard. Bang my fucking asshole." That's what I did. Standing at the side of the bed, I pounded into Kate's tight asshole. Our bodies slapped together and I watched in amazement as Kate fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. Catholic School Mom's - Basketball Her next orgasm was small; it built to a bigger one, a few minutes later. And finally, a few minutes after that, as my balls started to boil, Kate screamed and bucked her ass into my dick. "Fill my slut ass with your cum," she begged as I pumped my jizz into her hole. Exhausted, I climbed into bed, pulled the covers around Kate and me and drifted off to sleep. I hold basketball practice on Monday and Wednesday evenings from 7:00 until 8:30. Following practice, I lock myself in the gym alone and workout until 10:00. I run sprints, shoot baskets and for the final hour, I practice my karate katas. It's an exhausting workout and when I finish, I'm completely soaked with sweat. On the Wednesday following my evening with Kate, I was finishing up my workout. As I stood in the corner of the gym, I stripped off my sweat soaked tee shirt and began to towel dry myself. My heart skipped a beat as a voice called out, "Nice butt." I whirled around and was startled to see a woman in the bleachers. I quickly recognized her as Mary Lawless, the cheerleaders coach and a seventh grade mom. Mary is an attractive, outgoing and very friendly thirty four year old divorced woman. She has blond highlighted hair that hangs past her shoulders, dark piercing eyes and a body that men would crawl over glass to get a piece of. She's 5'8", barely 100 lbs and a size zero. She sports surgically enhanced DD cup tits that arrive in a room ten minutes before she does. Her tiny waist rounds out into a small, round, tight ass. The other moms at Our Lady of Perpetual Hope call her the "cartoon figure" mother. But I would guess most of the dads have jerked off, thinking of her mammoth breasts. I walked toward her and said, "Jesus, Mary! You scared the shit out of me." As I got closer I continued, "How long have you been here?" "Just a few minutes. I stopped by to get your opinion." Before I could ask what opinion she needed, I blurted, "What the heck are you wearing?" I noticed the blue knee socks and black paten leather shoe's first as her feet rested on the bleacher seat in front of her. She also had on a blue plaid skirt and white blouse. The blouse was unbuttoned deep into her cleavage and the remainder was tied into a knot below her tits. Mary's hair was done-up in pig tails. Mary smiled at me and answered, "It's my Halloween costume. I'm going as a slutty Catholic school girl. I wanted your opinion on how I look?" I'm rarely at a loss for words, but as I stood in front of Mary, dressed in a sweaty, wet clinging pair of cotton gym shorts and sneakers, I couldn't think of a thing to say. I didn't know where to look. My eyes bounced between Mary's braless tits with large brown areola and dark fat nipples and her spread thighs that showed off a naked, bald pussy and the crack of her ass. "Mary, I think you have slutty school girl down to perfection. I want to go to your Halloween party." Mary giggled, nodded toward the outline of my raging cock and said, "Yeah, I can see you like the outfit." As aroused as I was, I was also concerned. "What's this all about, Mary?" She waited a few beats before she said, "Kate told me that she lost two bets with you." I quickly decided to keep my mouth shut and see where this was headed. Mary continued, "She's glad she lost the bet and told me more than a few details." She stood up in the bleachers, untied the knot in her blouse, pulled it off, neatly folded it and laid it on the seat. She coyly looked at me, reached behind her back, unzipped the skirt, stepped out, folded it and laid it on top of the blouse. Mary was naked except for her knee socks and shoes. "Now, Kate and I have a bet and I need your help to win." She walked the few steps down the bleacher, knelt in front of me, yanked my shorts to my ankles and helped me step out of them. "Wow. You are huge. This'll be tougher than I thought." Mary wrapped both hands around my cock and for the next few minutes, she masturbated me, while kissing and licking my meat. Mary looked up at me from her kneeling position and said, "I want you to watch carefully." She opened her mouth wide and took my mushroom shaped head in. After adjusting her position, she swallowed the first half of my cock and I could feel the head hitting against the back of her mouth. I could feel Mary relax her throat, it opened and she slid my last four inches in. With her nose buried in my pubic hair, Mary let out a long, deep, "MMMMMMMMmmmmmm." It vibrated through my dick, balls and ass. What she did next was incredible. She gave me my first deep throat blow job, taking all eight, thick inches over and over. One hand cupped my swinging balls and the fingers of her other hand crept into my ass crack and rubbed my butt hole. "Oh, you fucking slut. Slow down, baby, I want this to last." With a mouth full of cock, Mary shook her head "no" and sucked deeper, harder and faster. Mary's pigtails were swinging wildly. I grabbed one in each hand and watched in amazement as she continued swallowing eight hard inches of dick. It was obvious; she was no novice cock sucker. "I'm going to cum. Shit . . . can't hold off . . . OOOhhh yessss . . . drink myyy cccuummm." Mary's lips wrapped tightly around the head of my cock and she milked a mouthful of jism down her throat. When I finished cumming, Mary started to deep throat my spent dick. After a bit, she spit my slab into her hand and said, "I love sucking cock, but I want this monster in me." With a twinkle in her eye, she continued, "If I get this bad-boy hard again, will you screw me senseless?" "I'm going to get hard, and I'm going to fuck you all night long." "Go sit on the bleachers, Chris." After settling on the first row of the bleacher, Mary crawled between my spread legs. She took my staff in both hands and gently jerked me off. She looked into my eye and said, "I want to suck some sweaty balls," and lowered her head and took my sack into her mouth. "Your mouth feels so fucking good." After working my balls for a few minutes, she let her tongue trail down to my ass crack. I leaned back in the bleacher, spread my thighs and scooted my ass forward. "Do you like licking sweaty assholes too?" Mary puurrred and licked around my ass. "You're such a fucking slut. Rim me good, Mary" I was easily rock-hard again. I grabbed her pigtails again and pulled her face out of my ass. "Climb on top, baby." As Mary straddled my cock, I told her, "Take your time. It's at your speed." She lowered herself and squealed as I filled her completely. Starting a slow up and down motion, I fucked her tight wet snatch. Mary came twice in the first few minutes and finally begged. "Do me hard. Fuck me!" Now, I'm a 45 year old guy. I'm not nearly as acrobatic as I used to be and it's hard fucking a wild slut in the bleachers of a gym. I told Mary, "Wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist." After following my instruction, I stood with Mary impaled on my dick. I walked us over to the corner of the gym, grabbed a gym mat with one hand and dragged it to half court. I lowered Mary onto the center of the mat, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and asked, "Ready?" "Fuck me . . . just pound me hard." For the next forty minutes, I power fucked Mary through countless screaming orgasms. Half way through, I had to help her into a doggie position before fucking her some more. "I'm getting close. Turn over; I want to cum on your tits." Mary struggled onto her back, just before I erupted. My aim isn't the greatest, and streams of cum shot over her tits and up to her face. She didn't seem to mind, as she used her fingers to gather my cum and then, she licked her fingers clean. Together naked, we rested on the gym mat in the center of the basketball court. As my mind started to clear, I asked, "You never told me, what was the bet with Kate?" Mary giggled. "I bet that I could deep throat you. I wasn't real confident when I saw your thickness, but I made it." "Jesus, you sure did. What did you win?" Mary rolled over and onto one elbow. Looking me in the eye, she said, "Kate has to eat my pussy. And . . ." "And, what?" I asked. "And, you get to watch." I slumped back against the mat and started to laugh. "You know, even if you didn't deep throat me, I would have lied." Mary was laughing also. "Poor, Kate. I knew it was a bet I couldn't lose." Our Lady of Perpetual Hope's annual sports award night is always a fun evening. Starting with the youngest team, each coach brags of his teams accomplishments and gives out individual and team trophies. I was particularly proud. Our Warrior team came in second place and three of my players received athletic scholarships to attend area Catholic high schools. We had one first-team, all-conference player, one second-team and two honorable mentions. It was easy for me to talk about this group of guys. I was close to all the players and was sad I wouldn't be coaching them again. When Awards Night was finished, I stayed to help some other parents clean the gym. We were finishing up, when Kate approached me. Kate and I had been dating since the first night at the mall and have been fucking like teenagers. She is insatiable. I had decided not to say anything about the bet with Mary Lawless. I doubted anything would come of it and didn't want to ruin things with Kate. Kate said, "Will you do something for me?" "Sure, Kate." "Say good night to everyone, pretend to leave and meet me in the boy's locker room." I had been helping at the school for five years and was confused. "There's a boys locker room here?" Kate chuckled. "It hasn't been used in years. It's in the basement, just passed the library." "Okay, I'll meet you in the boy's locker room. God, that sounds like I'm fifteen again." Kate giggled, discreetly patted my butt and walked away. I said good night to the other parents and school faculty. I left the gym, found the stairs to the lower level, passed the library and found the door to the boy's locker room. The room was dark, but I could see a flickering light coming from deeper in the room. Following the light, I found an old unused shower room. Lit candles had been placed in each soap dish, gym mats covered the floor and a metal fold up chair was in one corner. Mary Lawless was standing in the middle of the room. She was dressed casually. Her breasts filled a white turtle neck shirt. She wore blue jeans and boots. "Hey, stud. Did you forget about the bet?" "Yeah, Mary. I forgot about watching the two hottest moms at the school, get naked and have sex," I said sarcasticly. As I laughed, I heard the locker room door open. Mary yelled out, "Don't forget to lock the door." When Kate walked into the shower room a few moments later, I could tell she was nervous. I had a feeling that she thought there was a chance that tonight could ruin our relationship. Wanting to help set her mind at ease, I winked and said, "Baby, you look fantastic." She was also dressed casually, in a fire engine red blouse and black jeans. Kate smiled back, she blushed, but some of the nervousness seemed to go away. Taking charge, Mary pointed to the chair and instructed, "Chris, you sit there." She continued, "The bet was, Kate eats my pussy for fifteen minutes and at least one orgasm." As she finished, she began to undress. As she pulled her turtle neck from the waist of her jeans and over her head, she kicked off her boots. Her bra came off next and dropped into the ever bigger piles of clothes on the floor. Her breasts size was almost comical. Lastly, she wiggled her hips as she worked her jeans and panties off. Mary stood naked and proudly displayed herself, before dropping to the mat and facing Kate. As Kate, approached the spread eagled Mary, Mary insisted, "You have to be naked too." Kate nodded in a trance like manner and undressed, adding her discarded clothing to Mary's pile. I stroked my pant leg and rock hard dick, as Kate approached Mary, knelt between her spread thighs and bent her head. An urgent, "Oh fucking . . . YES!" exploded from Mary. She reached out, grabbed two fists full of Kate's hair and held her head tight to her against her bald dripping pussy. Within moments, Mary started bucking into Kate's face. "Eat . . . my . . . fucking . . . cunt," she wailed. I was proud of my patience. I was able to wait a grand total three minutes, before I tore my clothes off and joined my friends on the floor. I crawled over to a prone Mary and attached my lips to her left nipple and sucked hard. Mary cried out, "Oh yes, oh yes . . . YES, I'm cumming." She exploded and continued to buck into Kate's face. "Don't you fucking stop," she screamed at Kate. My boner was painful. I knelt next to Mary's head and started to work her tits with my hand. My dick rubbed over Mary's mouth as I watched Kate lick against Mary's exposed cunt. Mary opened her mouth and allowed me to push into her mouth and down her throat. "Get it wet, baby. Really wet. Then you can watch as I fuck Kate's ass." Mary redoubled her already skilled cock sucking. She slurped and drooled and covered my tool with spit. I've always considered myself a "take-charge" kind of guy. I tried to exert some of that attitude. "Turn around, Kate. I want you to 69 with Mary." Kate scrambled around, straddled Mary's head and lowered her mouth back to her cunt. I watched for a few minutes while Mary ran her tongue from Kate's clit to her asshole. Wanting to get back into the action, I instructed Mary, "Lick her clit." As Mary concentrated her efforts on Kate's clit, I squatted behind them, lined my dick up with Kate's open pussy and pushed in with one stroke. As I trust in and out of Kate's tight tunnel, my balls dragged over Mary's upturned face. It was such an erotic feeling. When Kate groaned and lifted her head from Mary's snatch, I slapped her round butt cheek. "Keep eating her . . . no one said you could stop." I held Kate's hips and fucked her well-lubed pussy. I could feel Mary alternating between licking my balls and Kate's clit. I knew I was close to cumming and wanted a piece of Kate's ass before I came. Her rose was slick from all the sex and as I lined the head of my cock up and pushed it against her back door, it blossomed open. I easily slid balls deep and started a slow ass fuck. "That looks so fucking sexy," Mary grunted from under me. "Push a finger into her pussy and eat her clit. Let's send her off again." Kate had already cum a few times. But when I started to drill her butt and Mary fingered her pussy and licked her clit, she absolutely exploded. We held her body tight as it became ridged and continued to bang her as she started to convulse. Not a sound came from Kate. She had a nearly silent explosive cum. I wasn't nearly as quiet. "I getting close . . . getting . . . close . . . Oh Christ . . . here . . . it . . . cumms!" As I started to pump my cum deep into Kate's bowels, Mary swallowed my swinging balls and sucked deep. I shot half dozen spurts into Kate's back hole and then pulled my spent cock out. I staggered back to the chair to rest and was surprised to watch Mary lick into the crack of Kate's ass and clean up my leaking cum. It was such an erotic sight, that I started to get hard again. Having just butt fucked Kate, I wanted to clean my dick. I walked out of the shower room, found a sink and was glad that the water still worked. A ten year old sliver of soap was in the soap dish and I was able to get a nice lather and thoroughly clean myself. When I walked back to the shower room, Kate and Mary were laying next to each other. Both were out of breath after enjoying some great orgasms. My dick was at almost full strength, so I knelt between Mary's spread thighs. "I think it's your turn," I said as I leaned in and embedded my cock in her hairless pussy. Kate lay next to Mary and happily watched as I power fucked her friend. Her fingers traced circles around Mary's tits and nipples. After a while, Kate leaned in and kissed Mary on the lips. When she pulled away, she turned to me with a kiss. Tiring in the missionary position, I told Mary, "Turn over . . . I want to fuck you like a dog." Mary positioned herself on her hands and knees as I entered her and started to pound her pussy. Kate watched for a few minutes, until her patience was up. She knelt next to us and reached one hand under Mary and began rubbing her clit. Her other hand snuck behind my back and massaged my ass crack and swinging balls. Mary already had a few small orgasms, but as Kate played with her clit, she got ready to explode. "OHHHH, fucckkk mmeeee . . . I'mmmm . . . going . . . toooo . . . AAAAARRRRGGHHHH!" As she bucked into my pounding cock, I lost control, "Me . . . tooooo." And I pumped another load into Mary. We all collapsed on the mat. Other than some heavy breathing and sighs, we were silent. Knowing it was getting late, I finally decided to get dressed. As I stood, Kate reached her hand to me. I helped her to her feet, we embraced and kissed. Finally Kate shyly asked, "I hope tonight doesn't ruin things for us." I smiled, cupped her ass and pulled her tightly against me. "Not a chance, baby," I assured her. Continuing our kiss, I felt Mary take hold of my mostly spent cock and wrap her lips and cheeks around it. I was happily surprised when I started to get hard again. Mary looked up at Kate and me and said, "I doubt we'll be doing this again, so I want one more taste of this meat." Mary didn't wait for an answer. She buried my cock in her throat and started another of her world class blow jobs.