Mom Teaches Daughter Sex

This is part 2. If you want to read part 1, there mom teaches her daughter blowjob, you can read it here: Mom Teaches Daughter Blowjob

Yesterday, our mother taught Joly how to give a perfect head. I was grateful since my sister’s blowjobs felt so much better. Now, we were about to have sex, though, and we were both fully nude in her bedroom, lying in her bed.

I positioned myself over Joly, admiring her young, naked body beneath me. Her perky breasts rose and fell with each breath, her rosy nipples stiff like my erection. I guided my cock to her pussy. Her lips were tight and pink, her flesh smooth and soft. Her lips were symmetrical and a musky scent came from her fruit. I pushed my cock into her hole, seeing the beads of wetness covering the head.

“Go slow,” she whispered, spreading her legs wider for me.

I pushed forward, feeling the incredible tightness of her pussy gripping just the head of my cock. Even with how wet she was, her body resisted the intrusion. I inched forward carefully, watching her face for any signs of discomfort.

“You okay?” I asked, pausing halfway in.

She nodded, biting her lower lip. “Yeah, it’s just… you’re so big, and I can’t seem to take all of you.”

This wasn’t the first time we had sex, so I knew I had to be careful. I tried to push a little deeper, but her body tensed. “It’s okay,” I reassured her, starting to move with gentle thrusts, keeping to the depth she could handle. “This feels amazing already.”

And it did. Her pussy gripped me as if she were made for me, creating intense, taboo friction with each movement. I fucked her in a steady rhythm, watching her breasts jiggle slightly with each thrust.

“Oh god, Tony,” she moaned, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. “I love how you stretch me.”

I increased my pace, feeling the familiar pressure building again. Her pussy pulsed around me, and I could tell she was close, too. When she came, the contractions of her inner walls pushed me over the edge. I thrust deep, as deep as her body would allow, and emptied myself inside her with a groan, filling her vagina with my seed.

Afterward, I pulled her close, spooning her from behind as we caught our breath. Her body fit perfectly against mine, her back warm against my chest.

“I love having sex with you,” I murmured into her hair.

“Even though I couldn’t take all of you?” she asked, a hint of insecurity in her voice.

“Absolutely,” I said, kissing her shoulder. “You felt amazing.”

She traced patterns on my arm wrapped around her waist. “Mom was so nice to teach me how to give better head, wasn’t she?”

“Yeah,” I agreed. “That was pretty cool of her. Most mothers wouldn’t do that.”

“Did it feel weird to you?” Joly asked, turning slightly to see my face. “Having Mom watch us and teach me like that? Was it too taboo?”

I considered the question. “I mean, obviously it was taboo. She’s our mom, after all. But Mom’s always been different. She’s a sex therapist, so she’s got a whole different perspective on these things.”

“You’re right.” Joly shifted in my arms, her voice soft but troubled. “It’s not just the blowjob thing. I’m worried about something else too.”

“What is it?” I asked, stroking her hair.

She sighed. “I feel like I’m … too tight. Like my pussy can’t take all of you, and it’s frustrating. I want to feel you completely inside me.”

I hugged her closer. “Joly, your pussy is beautiful. It feels amazing. The best I’ve ever felt.”

“But I want to be better for you,” she insisted, turning to face me fully. “What if we could get some help with that too? Like we did with the blowjob lesson?”

I blinked as her meaning became clear. “You mean … ask Mom to help us with that as well?”

She nodded, a shy smile playing on her lips. “Why not? She already helped with one thing. And I bet sex would be even better if she taught us some techniques.”

The thought of Mom teaching us how to have better penetrative sex sent a jolt of excitement through me. “You’re really okay with that?”

“I just want to be the best for you,” she said simply. “And Mom knows what she’s doing.”

I nodded slowly. “Okay. Let’s ask her.”

****

Eventually, Mom came home and made dinner for us. We sat around the dining table. Mom wore a tight buttoned shirt and jeans. The top buttons were undone, exposing her delicious cleavage that I kept glancing at now and then. It was her work outfit, and I couldn’t imagine how it would be to be one of her patients. She was hot, undeniably so.

I caught Joly’s eye across the table, and she gave me a subtle nod. We’d agreed to bring it up naturally, without making it awkward.

Mom twirled pasta onto her fork and glanced between us. “You two are awfully quiet. Something on your mind?”

Joly cleared her throat. “Actually, Mom, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” Mom said, pushing her glasses up her nose.

“Is there such a thing as being… too tight?” Joly asked, her cheeks flushing. “I’m having trouble taking all of Tony inside me.”

Mom set down her wine glass, her professional demeanor taking over. “That’s actually a common misconception. No vagina is inherently ‘too tight’ for a properly aroused woman. The vaginal canal is incredibly elastic. It can stretch to accommodate a baby, after all.”

“But then why can’t I take all of him?” Joly pressed.

“It could be several things,” Mom explained. “Inadequate arousal, tensing up from anxiety, or simply not knowing the right positions that accommodate him.”

Joly and I exchanged glances. We were both grateful to have our mother, not shaming our relationship but doing everything to make it better.

Mom leaned forward, her eyes lighting up with sudden understanding. “Ah, I see what’s happening now.” She set down her fork and folded her hands under her chin, studying both of us with that professional yet maternal gaze. “You two want more instruction, don’t you? Not just with oral techniques, but with actual intercourse as well.”

Leave it to Mom to cut straight to the heart of the matter. Joly’s face flushed crimson, but she nodded eagerly. “Yes! I mean, you helped so much with the other thing, and I still feel like I’m not… accommodating Tony properly.” She gestured vaguely with her hands. “I want to be able to take all of him, but it’s like there’s a wall or something.”

Mom’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “Would you two like me to give you some proper sex lessons? I could teach you positions, techniques for deeper penetration, ways to relax the vaginal muscles…”

“Yes!” Joly blurted out, then looked at me for confirmation.

I nodded, my cock already stirring at the thought. “That would be really helpful. I feel bad whenever she’s insecure about herself.”

Mom took another sip of her wine, looking pleased. “Well then, I’d be happy to teach you both after dinner. It’s actually quite simple once you understand the mechanics of it all.” She spoke about sex the way other mothers might discuss how to bake a cake or change a tire. Well, it was her profession after all.

“Really?” Joly’s eyes widened. “Tonight?”

“Why not?” Mom shrugged, spearing a cherry tomato with her fork. “No time like the present. Besides, these kinds of lessons are best when they’re hands-on, don’t you think?” She winked at us both, then continued eating her dinner with casual grace, as if she hadn’t just agreed to teach her children how to fuck better.

“Yeah, you’re right,” Joly said, exchanging grins with me.

That was settled.

After dinner, Mom went to her bedroom to prepare herself, and I sat with Joly, combing her beautiful blonde hair and admiring her high cheekbones. “I’m so fortunate to have such a beautiful sister.”

“I love you too, Tony,” she said and pressed her lips to mine.

“None of my exes ever wanted to improve themselves to the extent you are doing now.”

“It’s because I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” I said, pressing my lips to hers, enjoying the warmth we shared.

After a couple of minutes, our mother’s voice interrupted our kiss.

“You can come in,” her voice called from inside.

When we entered, my jaw almost dropped. Mom was sprawled across her king-sized bed wearing a black, see-through negligee that made her look even more gorgeous. The thin material clung to her curves, her nipples visibly hard beneath the fabric. Her long legs were crossed at the ankles, and she was propped up on her elbows, looking at us with an expression that’s both professional and deeply seductive.

My cock immediately stiffened in my pants. The realization hit me like a truck. I was about to fuck my mother. She’s going to teach us how to have better sex by demonstrating with her own body. The taboo of it made my erection throb painfully.

“Don’t just stand there,” Mom said, patting the bed beside her. “Come show me what you two have been doing. I need to see your technique to understand what we’re working with.”

Joly and I approached the bed slowly. I felt a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal as we began to undress in front of Mom. I pulled my shirt over my head, and Joly followed suit, revealing her perky breasts. We both stepped out of our pants and underwear, standing naked before our mother. It wasn’t as awkward as I’d imagined, and my sister and I exchanged smirks.

“You’re both beautiful,” Mom said, her eyes moving appreciatively over our bodies. “Now, show me how you typically have sex. Don’t worry about me watching, just do what you normally do.”

We climbed onto the bed, and Joly lay back against the pillows. I positioned myself between her legs, leaning down to kiss her. Despite our audience, it didn’t take long for us to get lost in each other. My hands explored her body, cupping her breasts and stroking down to the wetness between her legs.

When Joly was wet enough, I positioned my cock at her entrance and pushed forward. I managed to slide in about halfway before she winced, her body tensing around me.

“Mom,” Joly said, turning her head to look at our mother. “It hurts when he tries to go deeper. I really want to take all of him, but I can’t.”

I froze, not wanting to cause her pain.

Mom leaned closer, observing us with clinical interest. “Tony, pull out for a moment, please.”

I withdrew from Joly’s pussy, my cock glistening with her fresh juices. Mom moved up on the bed and spread her legs wide. She gently rolled up the hem, giving us a clear view of her pussy.

It was the first time I’d seen her pussy up close like that. She looked so ready, tight, flushed, and glistening. Her lips were perfectly shaped, symmetrical and slightly parted, with a sweet, musky scent rising from the slick center I was about to penetrate.

She was a shade darker than my sister, her inner lips a little more swollen with arousal, but the resemblance was impossible to ignore. The same delicate shape. The same inviting heat. My cock throbbed as I stared, knowing exactly where I was about to go.

Mom looked at my cock, her eyes analytical yet appreciative. “Exactly what I noticed yesterday, Tony, sweetie, you’re quite a bit larger than average. What Joly’s experiencing is completely normal.”

“Really?” Joly asked, looking relieved.

“Absolutely,” Mom confirmed. “Many women struggle with accommodating a larger penis their first few times. The vagina is incredibly elastic, but it takes practice and the right techniques.” She shifted on the bed, her negligee riding up her thighs. “I think the best way to demonstrate is for Tony to try with me first, so you can see how to take him properly.”

I knew this was coming, but it felt surreal nevertheless.

“You want me to…?” I couldn’t even finish the sentence.

“Yes,” Mom said simply, lying back and spreading her legs wider. “I want you to fuck me, so I can show Joly exactly how to accommodate your size.”

I looked at Joly, who nodded encouragingly. “It’s okay, Tony. I want to learn.”

I moved between Mom’s legs, my cock harder than it had ever been.

“Start slow,” Mom instructed, her voice taking on that professional tone despite our intimate position. “Just the tip at first, then gradually work your way deeper.”

I aimed my erection at her pussy, feeling the heat radiating from her core. With a gentle push, I slid the head of my cock inside my mother, seeing the knob disappear inside her.

“That’s it,” Mom encouraged me, her breathing steady. “Now a little more.”

I pushed forward, feeling her vagina accept me inch by inch. Unlike Joly, there was no resistance, just a perfect, slick channel that seemed to draw me in.

“See how I’m relaxing my muscles?” Mom said to Joly, who was watching intently. “I’m not tensing up, just enjoying the sex.”

I continued to slide deeper until, amazingly, I was buried completely inside her. The feeling of being fully enveloped in my mother’s pussy sent waves of pleasure through my entire body.

“Now move,” Mom instructed, her professional demeanor slipping slightly as her voice took on a huskier quality.

I began to thrust, slowly at first, then picking up speed as Mom’s hips rose to meet mine.

“Oh god,” I groaned, feeling an orgasm building much faster than I expected.

“That’s it, Tony,” Mom whispered, her hands gripping my ass, pulling me deeper.

I underestimated the sensation. It was too intense. The way her pussy gripped me, hot, slick, and snug, made it clear I wouldn’t last long. And even though I knew that, I still wanted to know what it would feel like to come inside her.

I looked down at her, her beautiful dark hair spread across the pillows. She smiled up at me, those familiar high cheekbones catching the light, just like the ones my sister had inherited.

Her makeup was light but sexy as hell. A soft shimmer dusted over her eyelids, giving her eyes a sultry glow. A thin line of eyeliner curled at the ends, and her lips were tinted with a glossy pink that begged to be kissed raw. She didn’t need much to look gorgeous, but what she wore made her look like a dream someone would risk everything for.

And those breasts. Big, bell-shaped, bouncing with every thrust, every smack of our bodies. They moved in rhythm with me, soft and heavy.

It felt too damn good. Her pussy hugged me like it never wanted to let go, pulling me deeper with every stroke. I could bury myself to the hilt, and she took it like she was made for it.

“Mom, I’m coming!” I gasped, unable to hold back as the sensation overwhelmed me.

Mom didn’t look surprised as I erupted inside her, my hips jerking forward uncontrollably, seeking out her sweet pussy-friction. My entire body shuddered as waves of pleasure made me melt. I hadn’t meant to finish so quickly, but the combination of the taboo and her incredible skill had pushed me over the edge without warning.

To my surprise, Mom giggled, a light sound that made her body vibrate around my still-pulsing cock. “Well, that was enthusiastic,” she teased, reaching up to stroke my cheek. “Don’t worry about it, sweetie. It happens to everyone sometimes, especially in new situations.”

I pulled out, embarrassed but still buzzing from the intensity of my orgasm. A trickle of my cum leaked from Mom’s pussy, making my face burn hotter.

“I’m sorry,” I told my sister. “I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine,” Joly said with a giggle. “You always get hard within a couple of minutes, anyway. And it was quite hot seeing you fuck her.

Mom’s hand traveled lower, wrapping around my softening cock. “The second time always lasts longer anyway.”

She began stroking me as if she’d done this a million times, knowing the perfect pace while the head was still sensitive. “Joly, this is something you should learn too,” she instructed. “When a man comes too quickly, don’t make him feel bad about it. Just help him recover.”

Joly nodded eagerly and moved closer, watching Mom’s technique with fascination.

“The key is to be patient and keep things relaxed,” Mom said, her hand gliding up and down, smearing her nectar all over it. “Men also worry too much about performing perfectly, and that anxiety actually makes things worse.”

I felt myself responding to her touch, blood flowing back into my shaft as she worked it skillfully.

“I’m pretty sure I’m more anxious than he, though,” she said, reaching for my cock. Mom left the upper part of the shaft to her, so both their hands moved in tandem.

“Joly, honey, you need to learn to let go of your own anxieties too,” Mom said, glancing at my sister. “That’s partly why you’re having trouble taking Tony fully. Your body tenses up when you’re worried about doing it right.”

Joly bit her lip. “I’m trying my best, but it’s easier said than done.”

“The best thing you can be is relaxed and present,” Mom replied, still stroking me with her daughter. “Sex isn’t a performance. It’s an experience you share.”

My cock was now fully hard again in Mom’s and Joly’s hands. Mom gave it a final appreciative squeeze before releasing it, but Joly didn’t let go.

“I think he’s ready for you now,” she told Joly with a smile. “Let’s try a different position that might help. Lie on your back with a pillow under your hips.”

Joly did as instructed, positioning herself in the center of the bed with her hips elevated. Mom guided me between her legs, her hand still wrapped around my cock as she directed it to Joly’s fresh pussy. She eagerly spread her legs.

“Now, Tony, slide in slowly,” Mom instructed, her hand guiding my cock to Joly’s entrance. “The angle with the pillow under her hips will help tremendously.”

I pushed forward gently, feeling the tight warmth of Joly’s pussy accepting just the head of my cock. Her eyes widened as I began to enter her, and I could see a mixture of determination and nervousness on her face.

“Relax, sweetheart,” Mom whispered to Joly, stroking her hair soothingly. “Don’t tense up. Take deep breaths and let your body welcome him.”

Joly nodded, closing her eyes and taking a deliberate breath. I felt her vaginal muscles loosen slightly around me, allowing me to slide another inch deeper.

“That’s it,” Mom encouraged, her voice soft and reassuring. “Your body knows what to do if you let it.”

Mom’s hands moved to Joly’s thighs, gently spreading them wider. “Open up a little more. Yes, like that.”

I pushed forward again, amazed as more of my length disappeared inside my sister. Joly moaned, but it sounded different this time, less pained, more pleasurable.

“How does that feel?” Mom asked her.

“Better,” Joly breathed, her eyes still closed in concentration. “Much better.”

Mom smiled at me, nodding for me to continue. I pressed forward steadily, feeling less resistance with each gentle thrust. Mom’s hands moved to Joly’s hips, adjusting her position slightly.

“Try rolling your hips back a little more,” she instructs Joly. “That’s it. The vaginal canal curves naturally, so this angle helps accommodate his size.”

With one more careful push, I suddenly slid all the way in, my hips pressed flush against Joly’s. We both gasped in surprise and pleasure.

“Oh my god,” Joly exclaimed, her eyes flying open. “You’re all the way in! I can feel all of you!”

“How does it feel?” Mom asked, her voice filled with pride.

“So much better,” Joly said, looking up at me with wonder in her eyes. “It’s like… full but not painful. It’s amazing.”

I remained still for a moment, savoring the incredible sensation of being completely embraced by my sister’s tight pussy.

“Now move slowly,” Mom instructed, her hand on my lower back. “Let her adjust to the feeling of you.”

I began to thrust gently, pulling out halfway before sliding back in. Joly moaned with each movement, her body accepting me completely now.

“That’s it,” Mom praised, her hands moving between us, sometimes guiding my hips, sometimes caressing Joly’s breasts. “Find your rhythm together.”

I gradually picked up the pace, and we lost ourselves in the rhythm of it, raw, unfiltered lovemaking. I slid my hands under her arms, gripping her shoulders and pulling her closer with every thrust. She clung to me, arms wrapped tight, her moans rising with mine as I fucked her harder.

It felt like the moment we’d been building toward forever, sex with no restraint.

Our breathing grew ragged, mouths open and gasping between moans. Her pussy tightened around me, clenching with every stroke, until I felt that unmistakable tension ripple through her body. She gasped sharply, her orgasm hitting hard as she tensed beneath me, hips locking around mine.

I gave her ten more deep, hungry strokes before it overtook me too. I groaned as I emptied myself inside her, buried to the hilt, her heat squeezing me for every last drop. Nothing compared to the feeling of coming deep inside her.

I stayed there for a moment, breathing hard, then slowly pulled back. Her pussy let me go with a wet sound, and I watched my cum trickle out of her, slick and creamy. Her eyes met mine, glazed with satisfaction and pure, messy lust.

“That was so much better,” she whispered, still panting, still open for me.

“Yeah,” I said, brushing her thigh as I sat back. “Way better.”

“Thank you, Mom,” Joly said, her voice thick with emotion as she reached for our mother’s hand. “You’re literally the best mom in the world.”

I nodded in agreement, still catching my breath. “Seriously, Mom. What you just did for us… most parents wouldn’t even consider it.”

Mom smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she squeezed Joly’s hand. “I’m just happy you two can enjoy each other better now.” She ran her fingers through her dark hair, pushing it away from her flushed face. “Sex should be pleasurable for everyone involved. There’s no point in doing it if you’re both not enjoying yourselves fully.”

We both agreed with her.

The end.

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