I had sex with my high school math teacher [MF] Pt.1

This is a story I’ve never told anyone, and happened many years ago. My senior year in high school I needed one more math credit to graduate with the college preparatory diploma. I could have just graduated with a regular diploma, but I had been working toward the college prep diploma and my parents pushed me to try it. So I transferred into a trigonometry class before the last semester to try to get the credit for the diploma. The teacher was a female teacher in her I would guess late ‘20’s, early ‘30’s at the time. She was fairly petite with green eyes, dishwater blonde hair and a pretty good tan. During the year, she would mildly flirt with me when helping me. I had a feeling she must have liked me and even masturbated thinking about her a time or two, but never really thought much about it. Right before graduation, she asked me if I mowed lawns, and while I hadn’t in a while, I had a part time job that I worked, I said I did and she asked for my number in case she needed “my services” as she put it. Literally the day after graduation she called my house. (This was in the days before cell phones) She said she needed her grass cut and asked if I could bring a mower and meet her at her house after school got out the next day. (The seniors had graduated but the underclasses still had like a week or so of school left.) She gave me the address and we agreed on ten dollars to mow her lawn.

I went and masturbated right after the call and a couple of times the next day. (It’s nice to be young and constantly horny) When it was time to leave I loaded my parent’s mower in the back of my hatchback and drove to her house, which was well outside of our school district boundaries in a completely different part of town. I saw a car in the driveway and pulled in behind, got out and knocked on the door. She answered through the chain in the door.

“Hey, can you meet me in the back?”

“Sure,” I said and she closed the door.

I walked around to the back of her house. Her back yard was fenced in with a chain link fence, but the very back of her house had a patio walled off by a wooden privacy fence. I went through the gate and waited for a second then she opened the gate of the privacy fence.

“Come on in.” She held the gate open for me, and was wearing a black bathrobe.

The patio area was pretty small, maybe 12 feet by 12 feet or so and there were 2 chaise lounges, a patio table and a little kiddie pool. There were 2 drinks on the table.

She picked them up and handed me one.

“I made some lemonade for us. I like it with Bacardi, I hope you don’t mind.”

I couldn’t believe my luck. I took the drink and had a sip. You could taste the rum but it wasn’t too strong.

“I don’t mind at all.” I smiled at her.

“Good, but don’t drink too much, I don’t want my grass messed up! It’ll still be here when you’re finished.” She reached out and took the drink from me. I took that as my cue to get to work so I turned to head out the gate. She followed behind me and winked at me as she closed the gate behind me.

I set up my mower and mowed the front lawn, then the back lawn. Her yard was pretty small so it didn’t take more than maybe half and hour, 35 minutes. I shut off the mower, pushed it back to my car, loaded it in, and headed back to the patio. I remembered my drink and her invitation and was already half excited about what might happen. I guess she heard me because she opened the gate a few inches as I was getting closer. It was one of those gates that locked from the inside and had no latch or anything on the outside.

“Do you mind putting lotion on my back?” Her back was to me as she got back on the chaise, but she was completely naked. I immediately got hard. She pointed to the lotion on the table. I took another long sip of the lemonade and Bacardi, now a bit watered down and grabbed the lotion. I slid the second chaise next to hers and sat down on it. My hands were trembling as I opened the lotion and squirted a big drop on her back.

“Relax.” She sensed my nervousness, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Hands still shaking, I began to rub the lotion into her back, smoothing it all over her shoulders and back.

“It’s cute that you’re so nervous. Finish your drink.” She said after I had covered her back.

I sat back in the lounge, took a deep breath and grabbed the drink. I began to gulp down the drink trying to calm down a bit.

“You can stay as long as you want, there’s no hurry.” She looked at me lifting herself off of the lounge enough to see her perky breasts and hard nipples.

“Why don’t you wash yourself off and you can sunbathe with me for a while?” She pointed to the kiddie pool in the corner of her little patio next to a hose.

“I’ll go fix us some more drinks.” She stood up, still naked and walked into the house.

I took off my shoes and walked over to the hose next to the kiddie pool she had. The hose had one of those watering attachments for like flowers so it wasn’t just a full blast straight hose. With the hose in my hand I walked over to turn it on then back to the pool and waited for the water to make its way out, then stepped in the pool and began washing the grass clippings off of my legs.

She walked out, still bare ass naked holding a pitcher of lemonade and a bottle of Bacardi.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off, or are you too shy?” She looked at me and poured a drink in my empty glass.

She walked over and handed it to me. Giggling at my nervousness she watched me down about half of the drink that was much stiffer than the previous one, then she took the drink and sat it back on the table.

“Let me help you.” She took the hose from my hand and sat it down, and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the ground. By now my hard on was raging through the nylon elastic waist running shorts that I liked to wear when cutting grass in the summertime. I should mention that it was after memorial day, back then the school years tended to end the first or second week of June. I believe it was the Thursday after the holiday, we had graduated So it was basically summer time. I hadn’t realized just how petite she was. I knew she was pretty thin but I guess at school she always wore heels, but standing barefoot in front of me, she couldn’t have been more than 5’1”, maybe 5’2”. Her boobs were small, and when standing up had just a bit of sag to them but her brown hard nipples stood out and pointed slightly upwards. Her bush was trimmed, not shaven and I could see her moist inner lips poking through the crack of her outer labia. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down as my hard cock sprung free into the afternoon sun.

“Nice”, she smiled and took a step back then picked up the still running hose. “Turn around.”

I did as instructed and she began to hose off my back and arms, holding the hose in her right and wiping at my body with her left, cleaning the sweat and grass off my back, shoulders and arms. She then turned me around and continued to rinse off my body, rubbing my chest, abs and arms, then her left hand made its way down to my cock. She firmly grasped the base, squeezing it’s girth. Looking down at it she tossed away the hose, looked up at me and pulled me toward her.

“How many girls have you fucked with this?” She breathed, her mouth inches from mine.

“Three,” I said as she backed off away from me a bit. Here I thought I was going to get a kiss.

“Let me guess, one of them was Gina.”

Gina was a girl in my class who liked to flirt with me and had a bit of a reputation for being loose. While we had a couple of drunken make-out and groping sessions, it was never more than that.

“No,” I said to her, “Gina is a tease.”

“Ha,” she laughed, “I had a feeling.”

Now she pulled me in for a kiss, as our mouths met, her tongue immediately darted inside swirling around my mouth, then retreating, beaconing mine into her.

“And how many of these girls have given you a blow job?” She asked as she pulled away kissing my neck, shoulders and chest.

“None of the girls I fucked ever has, but another girl did.”

“I bet they weren’t as good as this.” She said as she squatted down kneeling on her the balls of her feet like a baseball catcher and liked the head of my cock. She then put her lips around it and slid the head in, swirling her tongue around it. She began moving deeper and deeper, placed my hands on her head and grabbed my ass pulling me into her mouth. I didn’t last 10 seconds when I started pumping cum into her mouth. She pulled back with her mouth over my head, one hand caressing the shaft and the other my balls. I probably came for another good twenty or thirty seconds as she swallowed spurt after spurt.

“Jesus!”, she stood up, grabbed our drinks and sat back down on the chaise lounge.

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“That was a lot of cum, you been saving it up for me?”, she smiled, held out my drink to me and motioned for me to sit in the other lounge.

“No,” I took the drink and sat down, “I’ve already made myself cum twice today and once last night. But, I’ve been horny all day thinking about something like this happening.”

“Did you jerk off thinking about me?” She turned on her side and looked over at me.

“Yeah, I have to admit I did.”

“Let’s finish these drinks. You’re staying around a while right? I think we have some unfinished business.” She smiled, laying on her back sipping her lemonade and rum.

To Be Continued

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