Hockey team gangs up on male teacher

Hi. My name is Lizzie. I'm in my last year at St Quim's school for girls - its very posh and expensive and strict. There are only 5 male members of staff - the only boys we see are in the holidays. Only 1 of these male members of staff is hot - the music tutor Mr James. Due to the lack of men, and despite our lesbian antics, we were all feeling sexually starved during the run up to Easter, having been in school for 13 weeks with no sex. This is a true story of how me and the rest of the 1st Upper 6th Hockey team (18+) finally got ourselves some cock during the Spring Term of our last year in school.

So the hockey team normally get to our matches in the minibus with the oldest PE teacher ever, Mrs Parsons. However I had found out that Mr James also had a minibus licence - the only other teacher to have one. We took care of Mrs PArsons car during the morning by disconnecting the battery and then got changed for hockey as usual.

There are nine of us on the hockey team, I, Lizzie am the captain. I'm 5'6'' with blond hair, a very athletic body and B cup breasts. My Vice-captain was Meg - who has curly brown hair, is slightly shorter than me but has c Cup breasts and the tightest arse I've ever seen. You'll meet the rest of the team later.

Anyway - I told the girls the news that our plan was working so far when I got to the changing rooms - we'd been planning this for weeks. They were all very excited as everyone fancied the music tutor, but so far no-one had got him to do anything naughty with any of us - he was new this year. I told the girls to dress as usual for hockey and go and wait by the minibus. I went and found Mr James in the music room (on the way I telephoned the other school and cancelled the match, pretending to be Mrs PArsons). I explained the situation to him and said that Mrs PArsons couldn't go as she was waiting for the AA.

"The team are already on the bus Sir," I said pleadingly. "they're already changed into their PE kit". I twirled one of my pigtails on my hands and looked at him with my best puppy dog eyes. How could he resist?

He agreed and I walked with him back to the bus, hoping he was looking at my little pe skirt and legs - he'd get a lot more very soon.