Aunt Carol was still looking dazed as I steered her to the couch. I sat down and pulled her into my lap. “That was an amazing blow job. Truly amazing. Even better than the first few I got off Mom. But she’s been practicing, and I guess she’s starting to learn me.”
Aunt Carol was staring off into the distance. “When did you fix that space up?”
“When you two went to join the gym and get her the workout clothes. It took me about four hours altogether.”
“And you showed it to her like you did me?”
“No. She was in her room and I called her over, using the Darth Vader voice. She fought it for a minute before doing what we both know she wanted. We never talk about it. Not openly. When we go to our rooms, I can call her over, or she can pull her bell.”
“That’s so weird. So it’s only the glory-hole. You two aren’t …”
“Nope. We’re a lot closer now. It’s not like it isn’t obvious what we’re doing, we just don’t talk about it. We cuddle, and kiss, and love each other, but the sex stays in the closet.”
She was quiet for a few seconds before turning and planting a kiss on me that nearly stopped my heart. “I think it’s wonderful. It was exactly what she needed, and now I understand why she’d never brought up, uh, going out for, well, you know.”
I nodded. “She promised to stay faithful to me. That was my big concern, you know. I couldn’t stand the idea of Mom out there on her knees in some filthy booth, sucking strange cock.”
“I never did, you know. I only watched.”
“And one handjob.”
She blushed. “I guess you heard everything.”
“It’s cool. You were there for Mom when I wasn’t. When nobody else was. I owe you for that, big time.”
She smiled. “Enough to say my blowjob was the best?” she asked.
“Enough to say it was the best first blowjob I ever got.”
Aunt Carol liked that answer. She cuddled in close holding me. “Thank you. I feel a hundred percent better. You’ll get everything I promised.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
She laughed out loud. “I bet you are. Gonna tell your Mom?”
“She’s the one who wanted me to tell you. It was bothering her a lot. She just wanted it out of the way.”
Aunt Carol blushed. “I wasn’t trying to mess things up, you know. I just … it was driving me nuts! I had to know.”
“And now you do. Any more questions?”
“How often?” she asked.
“As many times as I can go. On an overnight, maybe five times. On a weekend double that and a couple more.”
“Really? That’s a lot.”
“Really. You can ask her if you don’t believe me.”
She shook her head quickly. “No, I believe you. I’m just thinking that those nights we’re going to spend together are going to be even better than I was hoping for. I really am good, you know. Maybe not the greatest, but I’ve never had any complaints. And for you, I’m going to break out all my best tricks.”
We were still chatting when Mom got home. Of course, Aunt Carol had never gotten dressed after her first full-court press, so she was sitting on my lap in panties and sneakers and I was enjoying access to her incredible tits. They were incredible.
Mom smiled from ear-to-ear when she saw us. “So you found out, nosey britches?” she said before planting her ass on the couch next to me and facing her sister.
“You could have told me,” Aunt Carol said.
Mom just shook her head. “What did it cost you?”
“A lot, okay?”
Mom leaned in close. “He’ll tell me, you know. All I have to do is ask. He loves me. He won’t keep anything from me.”
Aunt Carol blushed. “Ten days, whenever he wants, no limits.”
Mom leaned back and laughed. “That’s even better than the week I said you should ask for.”
“There’s more, Mom. Tell her, Aunt Carol.”
My aunt pouted so cutely, I wanted to chew on her bottom lip. “I told him I’d give him the best blowjob ever.”
“You didn’t!” Mom squealed.
“How was I supposed to know?” Aunt Carol said. She seemed to be getting her dander up, so I stroked her back and fondled her tit.
“And?” Mom said.
“He, uh, he made me agree that if it wasn’t, I had to keep doing it on demand until it was.”
“And?” Mom said, grinning.
“It wasn’t. It wasn’t the best, alright!” Aunt Carol crossed her arms, taking away one of my toys.
Mom was getting a kick out of this. Me, I was getting hard. Aunt Carol’s panty covered ass wriggling around wasn’t helping things.
“Aaand?”
Aunt Carol finally surrendered. “I guess I’ll probably be giving your son blowjobs for the rest of his life, or until I find a professional to get my skills up to yours.”
Mom leaned in and gave her nearly naked sister a huge hug. “No time like the present,” she said, dragging Aunt Carol off my lap.
“Randy, go to your room and don’t come out until I say so. That’s your punishment for sharing our secret,” Mom said.
Not much of a punishment by my way of thinking. Still, it was pretty wild watching the two sisters compete with each other on my first dual blowjob. And my second.
Mom was right. Telling Aunt Carol was the right thing to do. After that night, Mom was gloriously happy, and to be honest, Aunt Carol was as well.
* * * *
Two weeks later I was home for Christmas break. We still didn’t talk about it, not openly, which was kind of weird. But I got at least two blowjobs every single day. Every one. Usually more. Sometimes a lot more when Aunt Carol came over.
It was the first week of the new year, that we took a vacation together. An all-inclusive in the Caribbean. Aunt Carol was true to her word, and she fucked me senseless. She was wonderful, very loving, eager to instruct, and willing to do anything. All I had to do was hint at what I wanted, and we were naked rolling around the bed, trying to find new ways for me to put my cock inside of her. Aunt Carol is very creative, very vocal, and very, very responsive. The first two days alone were an education the likes of which I never would have dreamed.