I guess you could say I have always had a way of manipulating men and getting what I want. My tits started sprouting and hips started forming at a pretty young age in school. I couldn’t help but notice all the attention my grow up body gave me and men couldn’t help but do what I said.
The first time I noticed the power of my tight, young body was in middle school. I was going through a boy crazy stage and started to fall behind in my classes. I knew my parents would kill me if I brought home another bad grade so I decided to take matters into my own hands.
My teacher was fairly young, at least compared to the others. He was in his mid thirties and gave off a total creeper vibe. All the girls would catch him trying to look under our skirts from his desk and his face would flush red if we bent over his desk. I knew he would be my best bet for bringing home that A.
I fumbled around in my bag and waited for the class to empty out. I looked up from my desk and saw him starring right at me as we sat together in that empty classroom. I got up and confidently made my way to his desk. I bent down, pushing my perky tits together, and explained how desperate I was to bring up my grades. I wasn’t surprised when he grabbed a stack of papers from his desk to cover his lap but he just couldn’t get his eyes off my tits. I reached down, removing the papers, only to reveal a very impressive hard on. Biting my lip in that “fuck me now” way, I got down on my knees and pulled out his cock.
He didn’t even try and stop me. I was almost taken back by his eagerness to fuck such a young underage girl. I told him to close his eyes and get ready for his dreams to come true. I pulled my phone out of my bra and snapped a pic of his huge erect cock in my hand. Once I had what I needed I got up on my feet and began to giggle. He opened his eyes and asked me what was wrong. I turned my phone, flashing him my leverage. I could see his whole little world crumble and my heart raced with power.
Not only did I finish out that year with the A my parents were waiting for, but I also had all the spending money and gifts a girl could ask for. He was like putty in my hands. He did everything I said. Being a bratty bitch is so much easier when you are also fucking hot. I think towards the end of our, I guess you could say relationship, he enjoyed spoiling me. I know I enjoyed it!