Mildred's Sexual Evolution - Sex Stories

Mildred's Sexual Evolution

... probing between her outer lips. Continuing to hear sounds of approval, I moved back up and this time gave her clit a bit more attention.

"Oh, that's the best, keep doing that," she cried. I didn't need any more encouragement, and managed to keep one finger on her clit while the others went back down along her slit.

"Oh, oh, I don't know what's happening. It feels like a giant spring is coiling up inside me down there. What's happening teacher?"

"It sounds like you are getting close to your first orgasm. When I shot my stuff all over my chest, that was my orgasm, but girls have orgasms too, and some think they are even more intense than guys."

"So what am I supposed to do when I have an orgasm?"

"You don't have to do anything. Just relax and enjoy the sensations as they ripple through your body. I'll keep doing this until you come down from your high or whenever you tell me to stop."

"Right now, I can't imagine ever wanting you to stop, but Oh, Oh, I'm feeling like I can hardly breathe, my body wants to shake all over, and I can't believe....." Her words tailed off to a series of loud sighs and small cries as she rode through her first-ever orgasm. It had to have been the better part of a minute before she told me to stop. I then gave her an intense hug that she reciprocated, and I was very pleased to have been the one who gave her a first orgasm.

Once her breathing returned to normal, she released the hug, and all she could say, was, "Thank you, that was ...

... amazing."

"Glad you enjoyed it, and glad I could further your education."

"My mother certainly never told me about that part of being intimate with a boy. I don't know whether it was because she didn't want me to think sex could be fun, or maybe it's because she'd never had one herself. The way she talked about sex - yes, I was taught the 'facts of life' by her - she made it seem that it was just something you had to do, first to have children, and second to do it occasionally to keep your husband from taking up with someone else. And I think she got that from her mother."

Now, I realized that I still hadn't pulled my pants back up, and I was sporting another full erection after my ministrations to Mildred. She quickly noticed that and asked how often I was able to get hard and how long before I could have another orgasm. I replied that I had never done it in this short of a time, but that I felt perfectly ready - especially if I had some 'skilled' help.

"Really, you now think I am 'skilled' help? Thanks, would you like me to double my experience in such things?"

"Sure would, but maybe we should eat some lunch and be ready to leave. The rain seems to be slowing down, and we shouldn't get home too late, or your mother might wonder what's been going on.

"Oh, she'll wonder no matter what," she replied, "but o.k. maybe you're right."

So, I pulled up my shorts, and I guess my moment of being 'responsible' helped me deflate. Mildred felt her shirt next to the ...