Mildred's Sexual Evolution - Sex Stories

Mildred's Sexual Evolution

... which she did, and so we finished the popcorn.

Mildred was sitting to my right, but I had been eating with my left hand, so my right hand was not greasy, and I slipped it around her, pulled her closer, and said, "Thank you for today, the bike ride, the movie, the popcorn, and just your company in general." With that, she looked toward me with the biggest smile I had seen all day. It was a smile that somehow just deserved to be kissed, so I did just that.

The initial reaction was a bit awkward, indicating to me, given her reputation and what she had told me about her parent's edicts, that this was her first 'real' kiss. After a brief pause, and sensing no resistance to a second kiss, I again met her lips with mine, resulting in a much more accepting response. Now, did I dare opening my mouth on a third try? It seemed that would be accepted as well, and it was. Soon, we were engaged in a pretty heavy make-out session with a few sighs and a bit of elevated breathing on both sides.

Breaking from that session, she said, "Wow, I never knew what I was missing - as long it was with the right guy of course."

"Glad you liked it, so did I. Want another?"

Mildred didn't answer, just moved toward me this time, and we picked up where we had left off. Now, I thought, maybe I could take this one step further, but with her parents due back anytime, that would have to be the end for tonight. So, knowing that I might risk ruining the relationship, I took my left hand (which I ...

... had wiped on my pants to remove the butter) and placed it at her waist. Not sensing any resistance as our tongues continued to 'communicate' I slowly brought my hand up until I brushed over her right breast. The reaction was not the slap that I had feared, but a slight sigh. So, I repeated the move, but unlike my sister's promise that I would feel an erect nipple, there was no discernible change.

I was just about to go for a third pass, when my eyes detected some headlights flashing by the window at the far end of the house. I quickly broke off the kiss and said "Your parents are home."

Mildred immediately sprang into action. She jumped up, plumped up the pillow where she had been sitting, and resumed her seat in the chair at the end of the coffee table. A minute or two later, her parents came in from the kitchen entrance. I felt the urge to properly stand as they entered the room, while Mildred, perhaps a bit too quickly and eagerly, explained the increased ticket prices, the promise of a bowl of popcorn here at the house, and then she finally introduced me to her parents.

Mildred's mother, who entered the room with an 'if looks could kill' expression, seemed to take a bit to absorb all of this blurted out information, but her initial stern, look soon softened, and she finally offered her hand in greeting as did her dad.

Her mother then said, "I heard you two had a nice bike ride together, how was the movie?"

"We both agreed that it deserved all those Academy ...