Mildred's Sexual Evolution - Sex Stories

Mildred's Sexual Evolution

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"Oh my God", she said, "that was one of my most intense orgasms ever. I guess it was because I could instruct you every step of the way. Now, most girls, and I'm one of them, like a long, intense hug as soon as possible after they've orgasmed." I willingly complied with about a two-minute and very tight hug before my sister said, "Lesson over. let's get back in the water to clean off, and as far as I'm concerned, this never happened. Right?" "Right", I replied, "I won't forget the lessons, I'll just manage to forget who taught me."

We then went back in for a short dip before drying off, putting our clothes back on, and heading back to the house.

How Mildred Became Millie Chapter 2 - The Meeting

When we got to the house, we both took a long drink of water, given our earlier exertions, and Karen indicated she might take a nap. The way she announced her intention made it clear that I was not invited to nap with her. So, having slept late that morning, I thought I might as well get on my bike and pedal the 15-minutes or so over to the field where my sister's tryouts were being held.

By now, the tryout was on to scrimmaging, and I watched as Becky expertly dribbled down the field, encountered a defender, rolled the ball back, and kicked it with a foot behind her lead foot. This totally confused the defender, and she took another two or three dribbles before expertly passing the ball to the center of the field. I figured that she would make the team, and ...

... indeed she did.

After watching that performance, I noticed a girl standing near me who was also holding a ten-speed bike similar to mine. I recognized her as Mildred Miller, who had been a class behind me at my high school. She was of about average height with shoulder-length, light brown hair and a pleasant, if not spectacularly beautiful, face. Her breasts seemed a bit larger than "average", but otherwise one didn't see anything other than a "nice" girl. I hadn't really known her that well in our years together in the same school, but I had heard that she wasn't much fun on a date. In fact, some who had taken her out described her as "downright frigid".

Nevertheless, since we both were there with our bikes, I went over to say 'hello'. I knew that she had played soccer, and asked why she wasn't out there trying out. She indicated that she was never that good, didn't really like playing in the heat, and didn't really like team sports all that much anyway.

She went on to say that she had been relieved to be given a special way to fulfill her final phys-ed requirement for graduation. In her sophomore year, she had been sick and therefore couldn't do any sports. Our school had a strict policy of the number of semesters that one had to either be in a PE class or had to be on a sports team. So, Mildred said she was one credit short, but the school athletic director knew that the last thing she wanted to do was be on the girls' softball team. So, knowing that she liked to ...