My wife at college

Things were very different back when I went to school. It sounds a total cliché but some of us girls soon learned how to get what we wanted from male teachers. Whether it was better grades less homework or getting out of a detention if you were prepared to put out a bit there were always ways.
 
Things were very different back when I went to school. It sounds a total cliché but some of us girls soon learned how to get what we wanted from male teachers. Whether it was better grades less homework or getting out of a detention if you were prepared to put out a bit there were always ways.
So true
 
Things were very different back when I went to school. It sounds a total cliché but some of us girls soon learned how to get what we wanted from male teachers. Whether it was better grades less homework or getting out of a detention if you were prepared to put out a bit there were always ways.
How much is “a bit,”
 
Things were very different back when I went to school. It sounds a total cliché but some of us girls soon learned how to get what we wanted from male teachers. Whether it was better grades less homework or getting out of a detention if you were prepared to put out a bit there were always ways.
Kind of bold to approach them. What was it like to ask/hint?
 
It was all relevant, some older more experienced teachers were confident enough and knew which girls were up for it. Some of the newer ones would take a look down a blouse or up a skirt and you could see they were nervous. One maths teacher liked to have a feel of my bum when he past me. Putting my self in the right position and letting him pause for a good feel meant extra marks and help. He knew I was letting him and soon my tits were fair game to and I got no homework.
 
the size of the "bit" depended on what you

the size of the "bit" depended on what you needed?
How far did you go?
It was all relevant, some older more experienced teachers were confident enough and knew which girls were up for it. Some of the newer ones would take a look down a blouse or up a skirt and you could see they were nervous. One maths teacher liked to have a feel of my bum when he past me. Putting my self in the right position and letting him pause for a good feel meant extra marks and help. He knew I was letting him and soon my tits were fair game to and I got no homework.
I imagine the confident younger ones took a lot of virginities
 
Thing is at that age a lot of girls are as interested in sex as boys are, its also morally wrong for older guys/teachers to take advantage of this. From talking to my friends, I wasn’t the only one to find older guys more attractive. They knew what they were doing? Unlike most clumsy and fumbling lads our own age.
 
I had had and argument with a female teacher and had sworn at her even then that meant real trouble! I was reported to my year head who was also one of the PE teachers Mr Cross (name changed) well known for being strict and for perving over us girls. We always had a Cross watch when getting changed. All through the hocky match my friends were speculating as to what was going to happen to me as I was due to see Mr Cross after the class. He made me help clear up and put things away so as everybody was done and gone when confronted me in the changing room. I stood by my bag on the bench as he sternly told just how much trouble I was in, he started telling me all the options for my punishment that he had. Something just dawned on me, I haven’t thought about it but just did it. Still in my hocky kit I simply removed my t shirt folded it and put it down on the bench. I had a white lacy bra on and his tone changed instantly, I saw his eyes darting at the door to his side then back at me. I unzipped my gym skirt and he went very quiet, I let it drop and stepped out of it and picked it up, I was wearing my big regulation black knickers. “Maybe there are other options over this incident” he said as he stepped across to the door and pushed the bolt across. I turned and faced him and reached behind to my bra strap, and paused “go on young lady” he said. so, I removed my bra put it down on the bench. He nodded staring at my tits “very nice young lady” I sat down and removed my trainers then stood facing him again, he was silent just standing arms folded staring at my tits. I purposely and confidently slipped my big black knickers down my legs and off, his eyes ran up and down my body, he slowly nodded the made a circular motion with a finger. I slowly tuned for him, still running his eyes over my body “maybe we can leave things at the stern telling off I gave you and close the subject” I smiled and cutely curtsied “thank sir, may I get dressed now?” “In a minuet” he replied “there’s nothing else to see unless you want me to take my socks off?” he stepped up right in front of me and put his hand on my hip and said in my ear that maybe there was something else he could do for me? I really didn’t know what he meant but I was well aware he wanted more and to be honest I had decided way back he could have a feel if it got me out of trouble but he had given in already. I remembered something me and my friends had been talking about all week “some of us are having a get together over the weekend and wondered if we could get a bottle of vodka for the occasion?” he drew in a breath looked at my tits and slipped his hand from my hip round onto my ass, then quietly into my ear “let me play with your tits while you give me a hand job and I’ll see you have vodka by the weekend” my answer was simply to start feeling around in his shorts for his cock. His cock was hard and sticky and this was far from my first-hand job, he had a tit in each hand and I said to him he could suck on them if he liked, he did like. I moved to one side as I heard him grunt and his cum shot out all over the floor and I purposely got some on my hand. As he pulled his shorts up, he said he would get something to clean the floor up. When he went, I licked the glob of cum off my finger. He watched me get dressed and I told him that I was prepared to do all that to get out of trouble “maybe you’ll want another bottle of vodka in the future?” next day he told me to leave my bag and when I came back there was a bottle of vodka in it.
 
I had had and argument with a female teacher and had sworn at her even then that meant real trouble! I was reported to my year head who was also one of the PE teachers Mr Cross (name changed) well known for being strict and for perving over us girls. We always had a Cross watch when getting changed. All through the hocky match my friends were speculating as to what was going to happen to me as I was due to see Mr Cross after the class. He made me help clear up and put things away so as everybody was done and gone when confronted me in the changing room. I stood by my bag on the bench as he sternly told just how much trouble I was in, he started telling me all the options for my punishment that he had. Something just dawned on me, I haven’t thought about it but just did it. Still in my hocky kit I simply removed my t shirt folded it and put it down on the bench. I had a white lacy bra on and his tone changed instantly, I saw his eyes darting at the door to his side then back at me. I unzipped my gym skirt and he went very quiet, I let it drop and stepped out of it and picked it up, I was wearing my big regulation black knickers. “Maybe there are other options over this incident” he said as he stepped across to the door and pushed the bolt across. I turned and faced him and reached behind to my bra strap, and paused “go on young lady” he said. so, I removed my bra put it down on the bench. He nodded staring at my tits “very nice young lady” I sat down and removed my trainers then stood facing him again, he was silent just standing arms folded staring at my tits. I purposely and confidently slipped my big black knickers down my legs and off, his eyes ran up and down my body, he slowly nodded the made a circular motion with a finger. I slowly tuned for him, still running his eyes over my body “maybe we can leave things at the stern telling off I gave you and close the subject” I smiled and cutely curtsied “thank sir, may I get dressed now?” “In a minuet” he replied “there’s nothing else to see unless you want me to take my socks off?” he stepped up right in front of me and put his hand on my hip and said in my ear that maybe there was something else he could do for me? I really didn’t know what he meant but I was well aware he wanted more and to be honest I had decided way back he could have a feel if it got me out of trouble but he had given in already. I remembered something me and my friends had been talking about all week “some of us are having a get together over the weekend and wondered if we could get a bottle of vodka for the occasion?” he drew in a breath looked at my tits and slipped his hand from my hip round onto my ass, then quietly into my ear “let me play with your tits while you give me a hand job and I’ll see you have vodka by the weekend” my answer was simply to start feeling around in his shorts for his cock. His cock was hard and sticky and this was far from my first-hand job, he had a tit in each hand and I said to him he could suck on them if he liked, he did like. I moved to one side as I heard him grunt and his cum shot out all over the floor and I purposely got some on my hand. As he pulled his shorts up, he said he would get something to clean the floor up. When he went, I licked the glob of cum off my finger. He watched me get dressed and I told him that I was prepared to do all that to get out of trouble “maybe you’ll want another bottle of vodka in the future?” next day he told me to leave my bag and when I came back there was a bottle of vodka in it.
Such a hot story
 
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