How Mildred became Millie (edited) - Sex Stories

How Mildred became Millie (edited)

... sex that had arisen because of our actions. For one thing, Mildred wanted to know if girls could give themselves orgasms just like boys. I said 'of course' and introduced her to the slang terms "jack- off" and "jill".

Finally, I asked her if she had ever been called "Milllie" instead of "Mildred". It seems in your new, 'liberated' state that you'd like a less formal name to go with it.

She replied, "When I was in sixth grade, I think, I tried changing, but my mother would have none of it. She said I was named after her favorite aunt and that aunt went by "Mildred" to the day she died. You need to maintain that family tradition."

"Oh, I guess you couldn't easily get around that, could you?"

"No, but you've got me thinking. Maybe I'll go off to camp as "Mildred" and come back as "Millie."

"Sounds like a plan."

So, with that conversation over, I started moving toward leaving when there was an unexpected clap of thunder, seemingly right over our heads.

"Remember the rule on the athletic fields", she said, "thirty minutes inside after the last clap before it's safe to go back outside. And just think what we can do in 30 minutes," she said with a slightly mischievous grin.

With that, we were back on the day bed kissing deeply and pressing our bodies together until I was able to create enough space to resume stroking her beautiful firm breasts with my left hand. She immediately started lightly sighing and soon reached over to feel my hardness through my ...

... shorts. I then freed up my right hand and dove straight down to begin massaging her pussy, going right into her shorts from above. Soon, she began to push my shorts down so that she could grab my naked member and start stroking like she had been doing it forever. I would have pushed her shorts down, but unless I got them all the way off, I couldn't spread her legs enough to make a tentative foray with my finger up into her again soaking hole. That motion produced a big sigh, and I kept my little finger massaging the inside of her pussy while I stretched my thumb up to tease her clit.

Meanwhile, her handiwork was having its intended effect on me and I began to feel that I was getting close, but still had some 'margin' before I came. "How close are you to another orgasm?" I asked. "Pretty close" she said through her sighs. "Good, just keep doing what you are doing, and when you are about to go over the edge, I'll have you speed up." I received no reply and just kept on with my actions until, without being asked, Mildred sped up as did I. Suddenly, we were both coming with another large load coating my chest, and the old day bed squeaking loudly as Mildred thrashed even more wildly than with her first orgasm.

We lay there hugging and without speaking for a few moments before Mildred said, "Now that I knew what to expect, I could even more fully enjoy the sensations. Thank you." "You're welcome," I said, "and I loved that we were able to give ourselves simultaneous ones. That ...