How Mildred became Millie (edited) - Sex Stories

How Mildred became Millie (edited)

... back to normal."

"I didn't really understand it, but now I remember overhearing some girls at school saying they had to give their boyfriends, what did they say, 'hand jobs' to get them to go down. Does that make it happen faster?"

"Yes, that would make it happen faster, but it isn't the only way."

"I guess now I know more about what those girls were talking about. I also heard the same girls giggling as they speculated about how often their boyfriends did it to themselves. Have you ever done that?"

In this somewhat charged atmosphere, my answer to that question, that I initially regretted, seemed way too revealing. But in the end my answer significantly accelerated our budding relationship. I replied, "The same question my sister asked me just yesterday."

"What?, why would your sister ask you that?"

I then provided a somewhat edited revue of my sister stripping down and my embarrassing reaction, reminding Mildred that I said, unlike some guys, I had no control over my arousal. I said this was especially true seeing a totally naked female for the first time - even though she was my sister. In my telling of the story, I tried to make it seem almost as though I was the hapless 'victim' of my sister's 'aggression', but that I ultimately satisfied her desire to see a guy come. While I made some mention of my sister's advice on how to touch a woman's breasts, I chose not to discuss the rest of that afternoon's activities.

"Wow, now you have me curious. Could ...

... you show me what you showed your sister?"

"Really, you actually want to watch that?"

"Yes, you've gotten to see my breasts, so I guess it's only fair that I at least see what's down there. But I would really like it if you would show me what you showed your sister."

"O.K., but yesterday I did it myself, because having my sister do it would have been incest (remember, I left out the details of the afternoon session), but now you could do it for me."

"But I don't know how," she protested.

"Don't worry, it won't be hard, especially how aroused I am right now, between lying with you and talking about what I did with my sister."

"O.K., but you'll have to tell me what to do"

With that, I pushed my shorts down toward my knees, and my fully erect member sprang free, eliciting a gasp from Mildred.

"It really is as big as it felt when my leg landed on it. Now, what am I supposed to do?"

"Just wrap your hand around it just below the head, and start moving it up and down. I'll let you know how hard you need to hold it." With that, Mildred lost any inhibition she might have had and very gently wrapped her hand where I had directed. "You can squeeze a little harder, then start moving". As was he case when my sister did me, it felt so much better than when I did it myself.

I would like to think that I lasted three or four minutes, but it was likely less than two before I felt the familiar stirring and asked Mildred to speed up a bit. Soon, I was asking for a bit ...