Beth

When: June 1994 to November 1995
Status: Married 14 years, two kids
Occupation: Teacher
Meetings: Lost Count
Age: 35
Quotable:  "Summer lovin', had me a blast."

I fucking love teachers. More specifically, I love fucking teachers when they're on their summer vacations. And this teacher was one of my favorites. I helped Beth fill up her summers in 1994 and 1995.

It was June of 1994 and I had picked up one of those swinger mags at a local adult bookstore. I think the rag was called the L.A. Xpress. Hey, you gotta recruit any way that you can, right? And I didn't get into the internet until 1997. So I had to use any means possible to find females who'd want to fuck.

I thumbed through the magazine. Lots of ads for hookers. But a lot seemed legit. Then I stumbled upon one headlined: "Seeking Summer Fun". Even with her eyes blocked out, I could tell she was a real cutie. I've actually saved that ad for the last 13 years.

It read:

"I'm a teacher that works for the L.A. Unified School District. I'm 35, married for 12 years, and have two children. My kids are spending the summer up in Sacramento with their grandparents and I'll have a lot of free time on my hands. Want to help me fill it? I'm looking for a married man--NO EXCEPTIONS--who wants three months of fun and nothing more. No romance. No 'I love you's'. I have a husband for that. I'm on birth control, so no rubbers. I hate them. I'll provide proof of clean health and so will you. I want a skilled man to make me cum--I'm multi-orgasmic. If all you have is a hard cock and you think that'll do it, please move onto other ads. I like to cum alot. You must like having sex outdoors--I'm not for the faint-hearted! Blond and red-haired men get special preference. Discretion an absolute MUST! Write to me and describe your sexual techniques--NO ANAL. I'm not picky about height and weight as long as you're reasonably proportionate. And if you can't spell or construct a sentence, don't waste my time. Include a photo--of your face--and write to me at..... Include SASE if you want your picture back. Beth."

Okay, THAT must've cost a fortune. So I wrote up a nice letter, talked about sexual techniques, provided a copy of my most recent STD test--I had just taken and requested that she just tear up my photo, letter, and test if she wasn't interested. I also told her that I'd provide proof of marriage if she wanted to meet.

Then I forgot about it. A couple of weeks later, however, I got a voice mail from her.

"Hey Ryan. Loved your letter. Oh, this is Beth....you answered my personal ad.....my number is --------. If you're still interested, give me a call between 8 and 4 during the day. Hope to hear from you."

I called her back. Beth was a nice on the phone as she seemed hard in her ad. We had a great chat and agreed to meet the next day at a Denny's in San Dimas at 10 in the morning.

I arrived a few minutes early the next day and took a seat in the waiting area. A few minutes after 10, I heard "Ryan?" Oh have mercy. Even prettier than her picture. I almost started drooling.

I smiled and we were seated. After making some small talk, Beth said, "You should have seen the lunatics who responded. This was the worst year yet."

"You do this every year?"

She laughed and said, "Uh huh. For the last six years. It's worked out well. I've met some nice guys. I think you'll be one of them. I liked the fact that you could actually spell and complete a sentence! I know I come off as a bit of a bitch in that ad, but you have to ward off the guys you don't want to meet."
"So, when will you decide for sure?"

She gave me a 'huh?' look.

"No, I did decide. I'm not meeting anyone else. You're the one, if you're still interested. I'm sorry...I didn't make that clear on the phone. That's my fault."

Uh...yeah....I was still interested. We ate our breakfasts and were enjoying the coffee when she said, "Here. My proof."

Yup, she was clean as a whistle. I handed the paper back.

"So we're both clean......after we leave here, want to come to my place and get this started?"

"Yes. And in case you didn't hear that, YES."

She laughed and said, "I love summer." She then lowered her voice and said, "You really go down on a girl's ass?"

"Uh huh."

"Oh......man......no guy's done that to me......will you?"

"Are you kidding? It's the first thing I'm going to do to you."

"Oh wow......I hit the jackpot."

Well, I thought I was the one who had hit the jackpot.

We continued to chat. I explained more about my technique for female masturbation. She giggled a little and said "Look under the table." I did. Her legs were spread and she gave me a full view of her see-through underwear. I had to order another cup of coffee.

We paid the bill and headed out to our cars. We were parked fairly close to one another so I walked her to her car, a Ford Crown Victoria. As she was unlocking her door, I put my hand under her skirt and started playing with her ass.

She laughed and said, "What? You can't wait?"

"Well, your ad said you like sex outside. Or was that just talk?"

"I didn't mean in the parking lot at Denny's! I meant.....outside, like in my backyard.....or at Mount Baldy....places like that!"

"Oh, my mistake. I notice that you're not getting in your car, though."

"Well, your arms are around my waist, honey....kinda tough to get in....."

"Then get in," I said, letting go of her waist.
"Okay."

With that she crawled into the backseat. I ran over to my van and parked it right next to her car to provide us with some cover. I got back and had her lie on her stomach. Luckily, we were alone in that particular area of the parking lot.

I pulled off her panties, spread her ass cheeks, and buried my face in her ass. I kissed her cheeks, rimmed her crack, and ran my tongue over her asshole. She was squirming and breathing heavily. She slid her hand underneath her and started playing with her pussy. As she started rubbing faster, I pushed my tongue in her ass fast and hard.

Soon she was groaning and pushing her ass hard into my face. It wasn't long before her body tensed and she let out a quiet shriek and came. Luckily, this whole episode only took a few minutes. I pulled my face away and looked around to make sure we were still alone. We were.

A little strut.

Beth spun around and sat up. "Man.....you're good. I loved that!" Then she looked around and said, "Your turn." I knew what that meant. I sat down and slid my shorts down. Beth started jacking me off and said, "I don't usually let men cum in my mouth. But I want you to."

Beth started blowing me. My cock was so hard I could've hammered nails with it. Eating ass is a real fetish of mine (in case you hadn't noticed) and doing it always gets me rock hard. Beth rubbed my balls and thighs as she sucked me and soon I groaned that I was about to cum. She started sucking me harder and I shot my load into her warm mouth. Beth swallowed every drop.

We both sat there for a few minutes and recovered. A blow job at Denny's isn't bad. It makes up for the fact that I've never been able--or wanted--to join the mile high club. Who'd want to fuck in the bathroom of an airplane? Gross.

Anyway, we got ourselves together and headed over to her house. Nice place. We went in we both made a quick bathroom trip and met up in her bedroom.

We both peeled off our clothes and laid down on the bed and started kissing and moving our hands all over each others' bodies. I kissed her face, neck, and chest and worked my way down to her nipples and started sucking them. Her hand moved down and started stroking my cock.

We stayed in that position for a few minutes until I laid down on my back and told her to straddle my face. She climbed on me and my hands gripped her tight ass while I ate her out. She tasted incredible and my face was soaked before long. She was holding onto the headboard as I sucked and licked her pussy and clit. Then I heard her loudly moan that she was about to cum. I pulled her into my face as hard as I could as she went over the edge and came hard for me.

She was breathing hard as she laid back down. I gave her a couple of minutes to gather her senses and started kissing her again. She was kissing me back hard and fast. I slid my hand down her stomach and she spread her legs for me.

Time to jack this beauty off. I love doing this after a woman has cum. She's nice and sensitive....and wet. My hand did it's work as I continued to french kiss her. As she reached the point of orgasm again, she started arching her back. Just before she came, I shoved my middle finger hard into her wet pussy. She jerked, let out a moan that was almost a shout, and came.

She looked up at me, smiled, and said, "I won't last three months with you. Man......give me few....I know you need relief....I just need to catch my breath, okay?"

Hey, if it was okay with Mr. Johnson, it was okay with me. And since he had received a world class blow job just a little earlier, he was pretty mellow--although he was certainly ready for some close up action.

Lucky stool.

A couple of minutes later, I climbed aboard and slid my cock into Beth. I started fast and hard and ended fast and hard. Beth's hands had an iron-clad grip on my ass and her legs were wrapped around mine. Five minutes after we started, Beth came and that sent me over the edge and I unloaded all of my cum into her pussy.

I rolled off her and she laughed and said, "Same time tomorrow?"

We met as many times as we could that summer. We usually had most of our sex indoors, but we did get together many times outside (as you can tell by the pics, she loved flashing me as well).

Of course, it was always more of a challenge in the daytime. Most of our outside meetings took place in the early evening when we could sneak away.

We had several places we could have fun outside. We'd go to the Claremont Colleges area. Not everybody was away, of course, but there were quite a few areas where we could hide away and get it going. Mt. Baldy had quite a few trails as well.

A few times, when we could sneak away and meet at night, we'd turn off on the side of the road in the foothills that led up to Mount Baldy. That's known in the area as a place for couples to have fun at night. Alex and I even fucked there a few times.

Of course, after my tennis club closed.....well, we'd really go at it. Members had keys to use the courts when the clubhouse was closed. At ten, the place was deserted. The pool, the jacuzzi, the grass....even the tables that were right by the courts were prime locations.

Memorial Park in Upland was great for a daytime meeting. Really big. There was one structure there they had that could be rented for special occasions. It was like a little amphitheatre. We had some serious fun behind that.

Lake Elsinore wasn't far away either. One day, we drove down only to see it full of people on boats and jet skis. So we went out to lunch, did some sight-seeing and found an isolated area about a mile away and tested the shocks on her car.

Beth wasn't about the thrill of possibly getting caught. She just liked having sex outdoors. I have to admit, it was a lot of fun.

One day early in September, we had our last meeting. Beth took a shower and came out.

"I've been thinking--"

"Uh-oh."

"Shut up. I've been thinking that I'd like to see you again next summer. Does that sound good? Same rules, especially about us being exclusive."

"Sure."

She kissed me and got up.

"Okay, I'll be in touch during the year."

"Okay."

As she was about to leave, she hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. This was just a summer thing."

"But?"

"But I really liked it. And you. I can't give you the time you need during the school year, baby. But...."

"But?"

"But....can we see each other once in awhile? I won't ask you not to see other women. I have no claim on you...."

"Listen.....I always use condoms. Always. You're the exception. And Alex of course. And if you want to meet sporadically, I'd have no time to get tested. I'm clean, and I've stayed that way because of the girls I see and the condoms. During the school year.....can't you live with them?"

She gave me a half-smile and said, "Yes....for peace of mind I can. I'll learn to like them. As long as you keep doing what you've done this summer. You're the first guy I've ever wanted to keep around during the year. And you're the first guy I've wanted a repeat performance from."

What can I say? Go down on a girl's ass, know how to make her cum with your hand, and you're gold.

"Gold, Jerry! Gold!"

So we kept meeting. It was never enough, but anything I could get of Beth was worth it. And during the school year, I wore condoms. I'd get another test done in May and we went back to the natural method the next summer.

But in November of 1995, she and her husband moved away. In August, we met at my place for some fun and she started crying and told me that she was leaving. From a girl who never wanted to get involved romantically, she was sure upset. But you have an affair that lasts this long, feelings develop, whether you want them to or not. It wasn't only me, but she was going to miss all of her other friends as well.

They were both originally from Massachusetts and wanted to go back. Her husband landed a transfer in Boston and they decided to pull up stakes and go back home. Career-wise, it sucked for Beth. She lost all of her seniority with her school district. But she was willing to start over. She was only 37 by that time and her husband made the bucks.

I still keep in touch with her. She's still doing the "one guy a summer" program. The guy she had last summer loved to go down on her ass like I did, so he'll be getting an invite back into her pants. And she still loves fucking outdoors.

However, I don't think she still plays around in restaurant parking lots anymore.

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