Skip to content I sat outside with my shorts around my ankles, my cock stiff and erect. My older sister, Joly, leaned over and slid my joystick into her mouth. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with effort. I brushed her lustrous blonde hair to the side, so I could get a better look at her high cheekbones, which always turned rosy whenever she tried to blow me.
I pushed my hips farther into her mouth. “You’re doing great,” I told her.
We were both in college. I was twenty-one, a senior, and she was nineteen, a freshman. I’d had a girlfriend before her, but my sister was a bit inexperienced and still had a lot to learn. Joly knew that, and she always asked if she was doing it right, as if she were a little insecure.
She tried to take me deeper, her lips stretching like rubber bands as she started to gag, spit coating every inch of my cock. Then she looked up at me, eyes watering, her cute face flushed. She tried to push herself down farther.
“Joly, it’s okay,” I said. It felt amazing, but it wasn’t quite the same as a full deepthroat, completely buried in her mouth.
My little sister pulled back, looking a little disappointed. “But I barely even took you in.”
“It’s fine,” I reassured her. “You still make me come.”
“But I feel like I can do better,” she said, wrapping her soft, young hand around my shaft and stroking me while we talked. “You know what I need … sex ed.”
I chuckled. “If you know anyone offering it.”
“Well, our mother, duh,” she said playfully.
Our mother was a sex therapist. That was one of the reasons she was so open about our relationship and never judged us. My sister and I had started out slowly. At first, we just masturbated together, then we moved on to kissing, and eventually to sex. We knew it was taboo, but we’d always had an unexplainable bond.
“I’m pretty sure she’ll help if we ask,” Joly said.
I nodded. “Should we ask when she gets home?”
We looked at each other, her hand pausing around my cock. Then we both giggled, and she nodded. “Only if we do it together,” Joly said.
“Alright, deal.” I pointed at my erection. “Now be a good girl and finish.”
She sank me back into her mouth, sucking me hard until I moaned.
*****
After my sister had sucked me off, we cuddled on the couch, waiting for our mother. We were a bit more excited than usual, just wanting to get this off our chest.
Eventually, she pulled into the driveway and stepped out of the car. Then she opened the door, and our mother stepped into the living room, the heels clicking against the floor. She looked stunning, as always, tall, elegant, curvy in all the right ways. Her black pencil skirt hugged her wide hips, and the sheer cream blouse beneath her fitted blazer gave just a peek at the lace bra underneath. She wore her reading glasses low on her nose, and her thick, dark hair loose.
She saw us on the couch and smiled warmly, setting her keys down on the entry table. “Hey, lovebirds. Everything alright?”
Joly sat up straighter, still a little flushed. “Yeah. Actually … we were talking about something.”
Mom cocked an eyebrow as she slipped off her heels and walked over. Her hips swayed naturally with every step, like her body knew it was made to be admired. Years of helping couples open up and explore their desires had made her not only confident but deeply intuitive. She could read sexual energy the way most people read facial expressions.
She sat on the armrest beside us, crossing her legs and resting one arm over the back of the couch. “Hmm. Sounds serious,” she said, looking between us.
Joly and I exchanged a look. Then, in perfect unison, we both asked, “Can you teach how to give a proper blowjob?”
There was a pause. Her lips parted, eyes flicking between us, and then she chuckled. “Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that,” she said, clearly flattered. “But I’m honored.” Her eyes settled on her daughter with gentle approval. “You want to learn how to suck a cock?”
Joly nodded quickly. “I want to be really good for him. I want to know what I’m doing.”
Mom smiled, tilting her head thoughtfully. “That’s very sweet of you. And sexy. A woman who’s curious and eager to please? That’s half the battle.” She turned to me and gave my thigh a playful squeeze. “You’re lucky. She’s already doing a good job, isn’t she?”
“Yeah,” I said, grinning. “But she wants to go deeper.”
Mom leaned in slightly, her voice lowering. “Then I’ll be happy to teach her. If we’re doing this, though, we’re doing it right. I want her to understand more than just technique. I want her to feel confident and absolutely irresistible. I want her to give you the best orgasms you’ve ever had.”
Joly bit her lip, glancing at me with excitement glowing in her eyes.
Mom stood, slowly undoing the top button of her blouse. “Come to my room in ten minutes. Both of you.”
Then she turned and walked down the hall, her hips swaying with a deliberate sensuality that made it hard to look away.
Joly looked over at me, wide-eyed and breathless. “Did that just happen?”
“Yep,” I said, heart pounding. “That definitely just happened.”
****
Ten minutes crawled by like hours. Joly and I sat and waited until we heard Mom’s voice call from down the hall.
“I’m ready for you two!”
I stood up, adjusting my shorts, and Joly gave me a playful nudge. “Ready for class?” she whispered, giggling.
We walked down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. When we reached Mom’s bedroom door, I paused for just a second before pushing it open.
The sight that greeted me made my cock twitch. Mom was lounging on her king-sized bed in black lace lingerie that hugged every curve of her body. The material barely concealed her full, MILF breasts, and the high-cut bottoms emphasized her long legs and thighs. Her dark hair fell loose around her shoulders, and she’d removed her glasses, her eyes smoky with subtle makeup.
My cock stiffened immediately, tenting my shorts embarrassingly. I tried to adjust myself discreetly, but Mom noticed and smiled.
“It’s okay, Tony,” she said, her voice warm and reassuring. “There’s nothing wrong with admitting a woman is sexy, even if she’s your mother.”
I chuckled nervously. “I guess we’re a pretty unconventional family.”
Mom patted the bed beside her, inviting us both to sit. “And it feels better this way, doesn’t it? Being honest about our desires instead of hiding them?” She looked between us with genuine affection. “There’s no shame in what you two share, or what we’re about to do together.”
Joly sat on the edge of the bed, and I joined her, still trying to process the surreal situation.
Mom shifted into what I recognized as her professional mode, despite her revealing attire. “So, Joly, tell me specifically what you’re struggling with.”
Joly blushed. “I want to take him deeper, but I can’t seem to do it right. My throat is too virgin, I guess.”
“Show me,” Mom said simply.
Joly looked at me uncertainly, then reached for the waistband of my shorts. I lifted my hips to help her pull them down, and my erection sprang free. Without hesitation, Joly leaned over and took me into her mouth, demonstrating her oral skills in front of our mother.
I watched as she bobbed her head, taking about half my length before she started to struggle. She tried to force herself deeper, pushing it further down her constricted throat. It felt as if I hit a wall, and she immediately gagged and pulled back, frustration evident on her face.
“See?” she told Mom. “I want to deepthroat him like in the videos, but I just can’t.”
Mom nodded thoughtfully. “I see the issue. But first, sweetie, remember that a man wants to see flesh during intimate moments like this. Being clothed is fine for a quickie, but for something special like learning this skill, you should be naked.”
Rolling her eyes, Joly stood up and pulled her t-shirt over her head. Her perky breasts bounced slightly as they were freed, small teardrop shapes with rosy pink nipples that pointed upward. She shimmied out of her shorts and panties next, revealing her slim hips and the small triangle of blonde hair between her legs. Her body was youthful and tight, with the kind of natural firmness that comes from being nineteen and active.
“Beautiful,” Mom said approvingly. “Now watch and learn.”
Mom rose from the bed. She unclasped her bra, letting it fall away to reveal full, heavy breasts that still maintained an impressive roundness despite being at least twice the size of Joly’s. Her nipples were darker, a deep mauve, mature color. When she slid off her panties, I couldn’t help but compare the two women standing naked before me, Joly’s body all tight angles and new curves, Mom’s a landscape of lush, womanly fullness.
Where Joly was a spring bud, Mom was a full summer bloom. Her hips flare wider, creating that hourglass shape that seemed to have been passed down, though Joly’s version was still developing. Mom’s thighs were thicker, stronger, and the dark triangle between them was neatly trimmed.
“Lie back on the pillows, Tony,” Mom instructed, her voice professional despite her nakedness.
I did as she said, my cock standing straight up. Mom knelt between my legs and looked directly into my eyes.
“Watch carefully, Joly. The key is relaxation and breathing.” Without breaking eye contact, Mom lowered her mouth onto my cock. I felt the warm wetness cover me, and then, impossibly, she kept going. Her lips slid down my shaft until her nose pressed against my pelvis. My entire length vanished into her throat, and I felt the muscles there contract around me in the most heavenly way possible.
“Wow,” I gasped, nearly falling backward despite already lying down.
Mom held there for several seconds before slowly pulling back, letting my cock slide out with a loud, wet pop. A string of saliva connected her lips to my tip.
“That’s how it’s done,” she said calmly, as if she hadn’t just performed something miraculous. “Your turn, sweetie.”
Joly’s eyes were wide with amazement. “Mom, that was amazing! Please teach me how to do that.”
Mom smiled, stroking my slick cock casually. “The most important thing is to relax your throat. Think of it like swallowing something large; your throat knows how to open. And breathe through your nose the entire time.”
She demonstrated again, taking me halfway before pausing. “Mmm,” she explained with my cock still in her mouth, “ruh-lahx.” Then she pushed down forward and swallowed me entirely, her throat visibly working around my shaft.
I moaned helplessly, feeling the tight rippling sensation. My hips bucked involuntarily, but Mom didn’t gag or pull back—she just took it, her eyes watering slightly but remaining fixed on mine.
When she finally pulled off, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “See how I breathed through my nose the whole time? And notice how I didn’t tense up when he moved his hips? That’s crucial.”
Joly nodded eagerly, watching with attention as if she were studying for an exam.
“The gag reflex is mostly psychological,” Mom continued, stroking me absently. “Your body thinks something’s going down the wrong pipe, but you can train yourself to overcome it. Start slow, and only go as far as feels comfortable.”
She gestured for Joly to take her place. “Your turn, sweetheart.”
Joly positioned herself between my legs, looking determined. She took a deep breath through her nose, then wrapped her lips around my cock.
“That’s it,” Mom encouraged her daughter, moving to kneel beside her. “Now take him a little deeper than usual, and just hold there. Get comfortable with that feeling.”
Joly did as instructed, taking me about halfway down before pausing. I could see her focusing on her breathing, her nostrils flaring with each inhale.
“Perfect,” Mom praised. “Now relax your throat muscles. Imagine you’re about to swallow something.”
Joly pushed a little further, and I felt myself sliding deeper than she’d ever managed before. Her eyes widened in surprise.
“Yes!” Mom exclaimed. “That’s it. Now try a little more.”
With each attempt, Joly took me deeper. Mom placed a gentle hand on the back of her head, not pushing, just guiding.
“Don’t force it,” she advised. “Let gravity help you. Tilt your head back slightly to create a straighter path.”
On her next attempt, Joly followed the instruction, and suddenly I felt the head of my cock push past the resistance in her throat. She made a small noise but didn’t pull back.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned, feeling her throat constrict around me.
Mom beamed with pride. “Look at you! You’re doing it, baby!”
Joly pulled back, gasping but smiling triumphantly. “I did it!”
“Try again,” Mom encouraged. “This time, see if you can hold it a little longer.”
Joly dove back down with confidence, and this time she took me all the way to the base on her first try. I felt her nose press against my pubic bone as her throat spasmed around my cock.
“Holy fuck, Joly,” I gasped, threading my fingers through her hair.
She held the position for several seconds before pulling back, breathing hard but looking immensely pleased with herself.
“I knew you could do it,” Mom said, her voice filled with pride. She stroked Joly’s hair affectionately. “You’re a natural once you get past the mental block.”
Joly beamed at the praise, her cheeks flushed with excitement and effort. “Is there something else I could improve?” she asked eagerly. “I want to make it even better for Tony.”
Mom settled beside us on the bed, her naked body radiating warmth. “Eye contact,” she said without hesitation. “Men are visual creatures. Looking up at him while you take him deep creates an incredible eroticism and connection.”
I nodded in agreement, my cock still wet from Joly’s mouth.
“A blowjob isn’t just mechanical,” Mom lectured her. “It’s about showing how much you desire him.” She leaned over my lap, maintaining perfect eye contact with me. “Watch how I do this, Joly.”
Mom lowered her mouth to my cock again, but this time, she made a show of it. Her eyes never left mine as she slowly licked from base to tip, her gaze intense and hungry. When she finally took me in her mouth, the eye contact continued, creating an electric connection that made my toes curl.
“See how I’m looking at him?” she said after releasing me with a wet pop. “It tells him that I’m enjoying this just as much as he is. That I want nothing more than to please him.”
Joly watched intently, absorbing every detail.
“Your turn now, sweetheart. Show me what you’ve learned.”
She moved aside, guiding Joly into position. My sister settled between my legs, her eyes fixed on mine with excitement and lust. Joly lowered her mouth to my cock. This time, her eyes remained locked with mine, creating an intensity that hadn’t been there before. She took me deep, her throat opening around me as she’d just learned, but now with an added element of intimacy that made the experience euphoric.
“That’s it,” Mom encouraged from beside us. “Beautiful, Joly.”
My sister sucked me passionately, alternating between deep throat plunges and sensual licks with her rosy tongue. Her hands caressed my thighs, and I could tell how much she enjoyed this by the look in her eyes. The combination of techniques and the unwavering eye contact pushed me rapidly toward the edge. But it wasn’t just my sister’s or my mother’s blowjob that made me reach the climax so fast. It was the combination of seeing those two taking turns doing everything they could to make me feel good. Mom was a great sexual teacher without a doubt.
“I’m going to come,” I warned my little sister, as I started thrusting my hips into her mouth.
“Take him all the way,” Mom instructed.
My sister relaxed her throat, creating the perfect friction, and I watched, mesmerized, as my cock slid all the way to the back of her throat. She held me there, locking eyes with me, squeezing the sensitive head with her throat muscles, and I lost it.
My hips bucked, shaking as I grabbed her head and kept her there, buried deep. I fired my cum into her mouth, groaning as her eyes widened. She swallowed every drop, not pulling back until I stopped twitching.
I let out a long breath, completely spent. She slowly eased off me, her lips gliding up my shaft until it slipped free with a soft pop. Then she looked up at me with a satisfied smile, licking the corner of her mouth like she’d just tasted something sweet.
“Wow, sis, that was amazing,” I told her with a smile.
“I’m glad you liked it,” she said. Mom handed her a towel, and my sister cleaned my cock as well and then wrapped her arms around me in a hug.
A heartfelt smile spread on Mom’s lips, and she patted her daughter’s back. “I’m happy for you, and if you ever need anything else, just let me know.”
The end.
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