Losing your virginity to an older woman is not unusual for a boy. But what are the odds of having sex with her daughter years later? A daughter who looks very much like you!

There's not much you can be certain about at sixteen. I was certain that Melee Evans was the cutest cheerleader in our junior high, and I was certain that I liked playing sports. But there were some things that I couldn't quite figure out, like why my cock suddenly got hard in class for no reason. I was in the eleven grade and had sprouted pubic hairs over the summer months. My hormones were raging, and much to my despair I seemed to have little control over them. Jacking off seemed to help... for a few hours! Thankfully sports kept me busy through that school year, and summer break arrived in late May. I did the typical fishing and bike riding with friends for the first few weeks, but then fate took my life in a whole new direction. I was sitting on my back porch one evening when a moving van pulled up to the old Nichols house that sat on the hill behind mine. I watched the men unload the truck with little interest, laughing when the big black man dropped a box on his foot. He danced around and cursed so loud that my mom came to the back door to see what was going on.

He caught her stare and quickly picked up the box and entered the house. The next afternoon I saw a pickup pull up to the house and a beautiful blonde haired woman climbed out. She looked to be around 21, and was wearing cut off blue jean shorts and a white halter top with no bra. She was a vision! My teenager brain could only compare her to a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader. My cock jumped to attention at once, although I was not really aware of it. She saw me and gave me a big smile and wave. I raised my hand in a half wave, still somewhat in awe of what I was seeing. She began to pull small boxes out of the truck bed and I just sat there watching. When she made her third trip to the house, she looked at me and said, "Hey kid! You wanna make a few bucks? I could use some help here!" I stood and walked up the small hill to where she was and she flashed a smile that made my heart melt... and made my cock remain rock hard. She must have seen my hard on poking out, but said nothing. "Come on kiddo, help me carry these boxes inside. I'm Patti" For the next two hours I carried boxes and helped her move the furniture the movers had brought the day before. They had left everything downstairs, so we had to carry all of the bedroom furniture upstairs. All the time we worked, she talked. I learned that her husband had died of brain cancer six months before. They had been high school sweethearts and married after graduation. She had received an insurance policy check after his death and had used it to buy this house. She seemed cheerful to me, although I thought she should be sad.

But I was 16 and I didn't know how people could hide their true feelings when they got older. Patti talked and talked, telling me that when her husband found out he was dying they had tried to have a baby. That's when she seemed to get a little sad for a minute. My mom called for me and I told Patti I had to go. She gave me a big hug and reached for her purse, saying "You've been a big help! Let me give you some money." She pulled out a twenty and said "Hmm, I only have big bills. But if your mom will let you come back tomorrow and help me some more, this twenty is all yours!" Hell yeah, I thought! Twenty bucks!! So I promised I'd be back and went home. The next day I was up early and waited on the back porch for Patti to come outside. She finally came onto her front porch at 9 and waved for me to come on up. She was wearing a short, terry cloth robe that showed most of her legs. I sat on her couch and waited as she sipped her coffee. She had her back to me and was leaning over the kitchen counter trying to tune in a station on her small radio. As she leaned forward, her robe rode up higher and higher until I could see the bottoms of her ass cheeks. My cock was already way ahead of my brain, and was sticking out of the leg of my shorts. Patti turned around and started to say something, then her eyes went to my cock. She just stared at first, then walked slowly over to me and kneeled in front of me. "Are you a virgin?" she asked. I couldn't talk, but managed to shake my head up and down. Patti reached up and took my cock into her hand, slowly squeezing and sliding her fingers over my youthful 5 inches. As she began to slowly stroke me, I began to feel the pressure building quickly in my balls. In a few seconds I was cumming all over Patti's face and hair. I was scared and humiliated. Would she be mad? Those thoughts were quickly dashed as Patti took my still hard cock into her mouth and sucked.

She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock and then ran it along my shaft. She kept this up for a few minutes and suddenly my body quivered and I sent another load of semen into her mouth. She kept sucking, and I just kept spurting load after load. Patti let my now limp cock go and stood before me. She let her robe drop and I saw my first real naked woman. She was moaning and saying things that I didn't understand, but I really wasn't listening. I was looking at her breasts and flat tummy and that little bit of hair that led down to her pussy. The next two weeks were a blur to me. Patti and I had sex five to six times a day. I never lasted long, but she didn't seem to care. All she wanted was my cum inside of her, and I was always eager to oblige! I had to go stay with my Uncle for the rest of that summer, because my mom was needed to care for my sick Grandma. When I came home, Patti had a live in boyfriend.

At first I was jealous, but once school started I forgot about her and focused on Melee Evans and her newly blossomed breasts! So the years passed. By the time I graduated from high school, Patti had moved across town with her two kids. I still thought about her sometimes, but I'd used the lessons she had taught me to seduce and have sex with as many girls as I could. I went on to college and after I got my diploma returned to my hometown to teach. In my third year of teaching grade school, I had a student named Summer who caught my eye on the first day of school. She was beautiful sweet juicy teenage girl, but something about her made my cock hard. Every day, Summer would sit in the front row of my class and always seemed to catch my eye. She would give me a smile that made my heart melt. I also noticed that she wore skirts that were a little too short. I was ashamed that this beautiful juicy girl was turning me on. Maybe it was her long blonde hair, or the fact that she was a cheerleader? Or maybe it was something I saw in her eyes that looked so familiar? Late in the school year I was moving from my apartment into a new house. As I unloaded boxes from my car, I saw Summer sitting on a door step across the street. She waved, and as I started to wave back I saw the front door open behind her. Patti stepped out and our eyes met for the first time in years. She said, "Summer, go help your teacher."

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