It happened in January, basketball season. It was that reason I knew my mother would be in the locker room and why I went to find her. Of course, I'm getting head of myself. My name is Liz and I'm an eighteen year old senior in high school. I'm not some star student or athlete, but I'm in the top ten percentile and I have won some awards due to my field hockey and track years.
Track actually is one of the reasons for this story. For one thing, I got my body from track; all that running gave me a killer ass that was firm but bounced with every step and a flat stomach that was contrasted by my large 34DD tits. Those tits I had inherited from my mother, who told me she had 36DD for most of her life, only recently getting to be 38DD. The tits also got me attention from the star sprinter, Devon. He stood at 6'1", with dark skin and a killer stride. Watching him race just made me stare and he noticed. We went out for a while, stuff happened, it's not important...
What is important is that I went into my mother's office after the basketball game to see when we could leave. She was the school nurse and the athletic trainer, meaning she took care of the athletes when they were hurt. When I found her office empty I knew she would be in the locker room, probably tending to some poor, lucky boy who's ankle was twisted. You see my mother is without a doubt the most attractive woman in the school. Besides her tits, her ass was fabulous and while she wasn't creepily skinny in the waist there was almost no trace of baby fat from when she was pregnant with me.
As I walked the few steps from her office to the boy's locker room my pussy tingled as I realized I was thinking about my mother's body once again. I shook the feeling off as I opened the door and walked inside. I didn't call out to her or make any noise at all when I heard her talking from around the corner.
"Does it hurt there?" Her voice wasn't that of a concerned nurse, in fact I had never heard that tone before from her, only from myself when I was with Devon.
"Yeah...right there." It was Devon, I recognized his voice and the tone, he had that sort of tone when I would suck his cock.
My mother gave a little giggle and said, "Well let's see how we can fix this..." Curiosity got the better of me and I poked my head around the corner.
My mother was on her knees in front of Devon, who had his basketball shorts around his ankles. Her head obscured his crotch but I could only assume it was a nasty accident that had happened on the court. As I felt a little embarrassed for both my mother and Devon for the situation, a third voice spoke up, "Why don't you fix me too?"
I gasped, not loudly, but out loud nonetheless when another member of the basketball team, Eric, walked into view. His dark cock was erect and pointed straight at my mother, whose face beheld a look of pure ecstasy. She took it in her hand, gripping the base as she turned back to Devon and his cock, which I still couldn't see. Her other hand went up to it and he groaned as he leaned his head back. She silently worked on the two cocks for a few moments when I heard a grunt and Connor walked into view on the other side.
At this point I did openly gasp. Connor was thin and tall and white. He was not what you picture when you thought sex machine, but the cock he was sporting proved otherwise. It was at least eight inches long and as thick as a baby's arm. My mother's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. Connor put a hand on her head and pulled her head toward his cock. With a sigh, he fed the first few inches of his cock into my mother's open and waiting mouth.
She knelt there, surrounded by these three large, adolescent cocks that should have been pursuing my pussy, but instead they were for my mother's pleasure. And this was only assuming there were only three guys in there. She bobbed her head back and forth as she sucked on Connor's cock while jerking off the other two boys. As I stared, Connor began to thrust down her throat, a grunt escaping his lips.
"Shit..." A forth voice sighed, Rick another starter for the team. He walked into view, pulling his shorts down as he stood before my mother. She simply grinned as she pulled off of Connor's cock and accepted this new one into her mouth. I stood in the doorway, my head around the corner watching this scene of my own mother being the basketball team's whore. As I wondered where Jeremy, the final starter for the team was, my mother went into overdrive on the cocks surrounding her. Her lips were wrapped around a different cock every few minutes, her lips locked tight and her cheeks caved in as she slurped and drooled on these cocks. I was so transfixed on my mother's performance that I was completely unaware of Jeremy entering the locker room through the same door I had.
"Enjoying the show?" He whispered in my ear. I jumped and blushed as I turned around and stared at the floor, caught red-handed.
"I...how long has this been happening?" I asked, blushing bright red.
He chuckled softly and glanced around the corner and watched for a moment, "She started with Devon back during Track last year..." He said and smiled at me.
I blushed more. That meant Devon had been going to nurse's office before track, getting his cock sucked by my mother then after track he got the same treatment from me. I should have been mad at him, but I was just impressed with his stamina. It was a feat to cum down my throat as much as he did if he had cum into my mother's mouth just hours before that. I stuttered, "D-does she...just suck you guys off?"
He laughed, "Wouldn't you like to know, well come on then." He rounded the corner and grabbed my arm, pulling me along with him. "Hey guys, look who I caught peeking." He said and presented me. I shook while standing there before the four hung young men and my own mother on her knees.
"Damn..." Devon said and grinned at me as my mother slurped on his cock. She barely even flinched as she glanced over and saw me standing there. "See how she works it even though you're watching? It's 'cause she's a good little slut." He said and ran his hand through her hair. The track star glanced at me and motioned that I should come forward. I slowly walked closer to my mother and took in the sight of her gagging herself on my ex-boyfriend's cock. Suddenly she pulled off, coughing a bit as she did.
She looked up at me guiltily and said, "Oh God...I hope you're not too upset Lizzy." She said. I couldn't yell at her, she was my mother and seeing her like this was upsetting, but not infuriating.
"It's ok Mom." I said and pat her head as affectionately as I could, given the situation.