chapter 6: Student Gym Teachers

At the end of the last gym lesson of our last term, our gym teacher called us all together and thanked us for our participation in the research with the student teachers. She then went on to tell us that the data that they had collected had been very valuable in their research. However, they had asked her if 4 girls would be prepared to take part in one more session on the Wednesday afternoon at the end of the school day. Our teacher asked if anyone would be prepared to volunteer to take part.

I looked at Katie, and Katie looked at me, and our hands shot up. So did one other hand, Maddy. Now last time that the student teachers had been there Maddy had wanted to skip the lesson because she didn't have any knickers on. Our proper teacher hadn't let her and she'd got quite embarrassed a couple of times when her pussy had been displayed to the student teachers. I wondered what she would wear for this session and why she wanted to come back for more. Later on I asked her why and she said that although she had been embarrassed to hell, she'd really enjoyed it.

After a bit of a pause. Rachel put her hand up. Rachel had been sick at the last session and had listened in amazement when some of us had told her what had happened. Rachel has always worn a skirt for gym, but ALWAYS wore big, horrible, cotton gym knickers under it.

That evening, both Katie and me got an old T-shirt and made sure that the neck hole was large enough to fall over our heads if (hopefully) we ended up, upside down.

At the end of school on the Wednesday the 4 of us almost ran to the changing room.

As soon as we walked through the door into the changing rooms we smelt this funny, burning type smell. We looked for our teacher to tell her, but we couldn't find her.

As we were getting changed Holly asked Rachel where her granny knickers were. Rachel just laughed. Oh, BTW Rachel has very small breasts, 32AA I think.

All of us were dressed in just trainers, gym skirts and baggy T-shirts.

We went into the gym to find 4 student teachers (I'll refer to them as STs), the same female one and 3 different male STs.

The female ST saw us arrive and called us over. Before she could say anything we told her about the funny smell. She told us that there were some workmen repairing the roof of the changing rooms and that the smell was tar that they were melting.

Let me tell you about the school's gym and changing rooms. The gym is like a tall big rectangular building and the changing rooms are a single story building at one end of the gym. The gym has wall bars down the sides, nearly to the roof. The ends are brick except for 2 windows in the top half. The windows are covered in a metal grid to stop the glass being broken by a ball. There is never any chance of anyone seeing in, unless you happen to be 15 foot tall, or on the roof of the changing rooms.

When the female ST told us about the workmen, I looked up and could see 2 men walking about on the changing room roof.

The female ST said, "Right, firstly let me thank you all for taking part in the session the other week, and please pass on our thanks to the other girls that were there. We collected a lot of very useful data that has provided us lots of information about how the bodies, and in particular the muscles of teenage girls work. That information has highlighted a couple of areas that we need more data on, hence this session.

Thank you all for volunteering to take part again and I apologise for the session having to be after school hours. Unfortunately, your teacher has had to leave but I am sure that we will manage on our own. I know that you all enjoyed our last session and we will try to make this session just as enjoyable."

Why was she looking at me when she said that last bit?

"Okay girls, we'll start by doing some stretching exercises then move on to exercises that use the muscles. We'll finish off with the exercises that you appeared to enjoy the most, last time we were here.

As you can see, there are 4 of us and 4 of you. One of us will be with each of you during each exercise. We will be recording how well you get on with each exercise and how your muscle shape changes when you put them under pressure. We'll rotate round each of you every exercise."

The first exercise was what I think you call Bridge-ups. We were told to sit on the floor with our knees bent, and shoulder width apart. We then had to put our hands on the floor behind us and lift our bums as high as we could.

Each time I lifted my bum I could feel my skirt dropping away from my bum. The hem of my skirt was just about covering my pussy. The male ST that was with me was walking around me, watching what I was doing and making notes on his clipboard.

We did about 20 of those the female ST told us to stop and stand up.

The next exercise was the crab position, but we were told to get our stomachs as high as we could. I wished that I put on a shorter T-shirt, as the one I had on didn't slide over my boobs. My skirt however did ride up so that my pubes were showing to the male ST that had chosen me. I looked at his face when he was stood at my feet. He was smiling.

Things got more interesting for the next exercise. It was like the crab position but with our shoulders in the ground. That one did get my T-shirt over my boobs and over my face. As I thrust my bum as high as I could, my skirt went up round my waist. I had the female ST with me that time, and when we were told to get up I told her that my T-shirt was getting in the way, and I asked her if I could take it off. She said that I could. She also told the other 3 that they could take their tops off if they were getting in the way.

Katie and Mandy took theirs off straight away, but Rachel held back for a few seconds before taking hers off as well.

As I took my top off, I looked up at the window and saw one of the workmen looking down on us. I didn't say anything.

Next we were told to lay on our stomachs with our arms by our sides. Then we had to open our legs wide, bend our knees and reach behind with our arms and grab our ankles. We were then told to pull our ankles as hard as we could to see if we could pull our heads and shoulders off the ground. I could a bit and as I held my head back I could see the crotch of the male ST that was with me. Although he has baggy tracksuit bottoms on I was sure that I could see the outline of his cock.

For the next exercise we were told to lie on our backs and do the swimming back stroke. As I was doing this I looked at the male ST and saw him holding his mobile phone by his side. He was talking photos of me and obviously trying to do it without us knowing.

The next exercise was a different version of the crab position. When we were in the crab position we had to lower our arms and rest on our shoulders. We were told to open our legs as wide as we could and go up on our toes. I had a different male ST with me and when he was standing over my head I saw that he too had his mobile phone out.

We were then told to spread out and do the splits. The female ST was in front of me when I went down. My skirt was covering my stomach to the floor. I asked the female ST if she could check to see that I was right down. I told her that if I tried to put my hand between my legs I would fall over.

She got down on her knees and slid her hand (palm up) under my wet pussy. As she did so, I felt her middle finger bend up and go straight into my pussy. I smiled.

The other girls saw what had happened and asked her if she would check them as well. She did, and she did. I could tell by the expressions on the girls faces.

Next we were told to lie on our backs, lift our legs and hips as high as we could, bend our elbows and support our hips with our hands; and drop our feet as far down over our heads. I was pleased that I could just touch the floor with my toes.

Obviously, my skirt was down (up) over my face and I couldn't see anything. The female ST was with me and when I got up I told her that my skirt was getting in the way, and could I take it off. After a short pause while she looked round at the others, she said loudly, "Okay girls, I know that you prefer to be naked so you can take the skirts and trainers off." The male STs smiled.

So did the now 2 workmen on the changing room's roof.

Next came 4 more exercises that stretched our legs as wide apart as we could. We were paired up with another girl (I got Rachel) and 1 of us was to sit cross legged and put our hands on the floor behind us. The other then had to press down on our knees until we begged them to stop.

Because we were in pairs, the STs paired up. We got 2 of the men.

As I was pressing down on Rachel's knees both male ST were taking more photos. In a whisper I asked Rachel if she'd seen the camera phones. She nodded.

When we swapped places I felt warm air on my pussy. I was wide open and the warm air was on my most sensitive parts. It felt good and I felt myself have a wet rush. I looked at Rachel and saw that she was looking down at my pussy. I'm not sure, but I don't think that she was intending to blow air on my pussy; I just think that she didn't realise what she was doing.

For the second of these exercises, one of each pair had to lie on their backs and open their legs as wide as they could. The other one of each pair was to then push the spread legs as hard as they could. They stopped when the victim begged for mercy.

The third of these exercises had us all on our feet. One of each pair had to lean over to their left then lift their right leg as high as they could. We had to see if we could get our right legs at 90 degrees to the floor. The other half of each pair was there to support the girl who was stretching. After we got as far as we could we changed places.

We had the female ST with us and as my legs were spread wide she bent down in front of me. I'm sure that she wanted a close look at my pussy.

That last of these leg stretchers was a bit of fun. We had to sit on the floor facing our partner. With legs spread as wide as possible we had to shuffle so that the flat of our feet were against the flat of the feet of our partner. We then had to hold each other's wrists and try to pull our partner up off the ground.

That exercise really did stretch us.

The male ST's camera was clicking away.

There was one more stretching exercise. The female ST told us to go and get out a bench. One of each pair had to sit at one end of the bench with their legs at 90 degrees to the bench. The other half of the pairs had to stand facing her partner with her legs either side of her partner. She then had to sit on her partners knees and hook her feet under the edge of the bench. The girl sitting on the bench then had to put her hands on the hips to hold her hips in place while she belt over backwards until her head touched the floor and her hand touched the floor in front of her face.

I was sat on the bench as Rachel went over backwards and I got a great view of Rachel's very wet pussy. When I thought that neither of the male STs that were with us were not looking, I let go of Rachel's left hip with my right hand and quickly pushed my right index finger into Rachel's pussy. She giggled and fell off my knees.

One of the male STs looked at us and asked what had happened. Rachel just said that she fell off.

The female ST then called us all together and told us that we were having a 5 minute break. The STs went into a group and were talking quietly. We were all talking about the male STs taking photos of us. None of us really minded, but it would have been nice to have been asked first.

I whispered to Katie that we had an audience. I told her not to look at the moment, but that the workmen on the changing room's roof had been watching us for ages. Katie didn't look then, but I saw her take a sneaky look a bit later.